the snow wont stay.

when i was little, something my mama always said to me was, "this too shall pass."

I'd always think to myself, "i sure hope it does."

And i'm really hoping that stays true even now, years later. I keep getting told how bad it is to suffer from as many concussions as i have, and yeah, i know. of all people in the UNIVERSE, i know that it's bad. but what people need to realize is that it's not me being "reckless", it's not that i need to be more careful. they just happen, and it seems that there's nothing i can do about it, so now, i need to live with it. i understand that many more and i could have pretty legitimate consequences. I get it. and i'm trying.

Another thing that people don't realize, i think, is that it really sucks to not be able to do anything. And like, gosh i don't know how to describe it, it's like, yes, i'm really upset. There's a huuuge possibility that my mom will never let me play competitive soccer again, which basically kills me, but i'm ok. really. like, people are like, "awww you got another one? are you ok??" and they expect me to be all sad and depressed, but i can handle it i promise. :)

you know, worst case scenario, i end up going through some experimental brain surgery, they do something wrong, and i end up turning into the next crazy superhero because of some weird chemical or something hahahahaha.

i still love my life, and i still know that someday i'm gonna save the world. from what? pshhhh i don't know. but i will. ;)

live it loud while ya can, bros.

-sonic bouff-