April 16, 2004

I had to go up to Sebastian's school.

Well, not really.
He lied to get me to come up there.
Called me 6 times and said they needed volunteers for the Tiger Trot. Some jogging competition.
I walk the mile up there in complete agony and find out that I wasn't really needed.
I wanted to choke him to death.
He said some of the kids think that I am just too lazy to come to the class functions but I always go to the important ones like his DARE graduation, class plays and musicals and awards and the class breakfasts. Jogging in a circle was not something I thought was important to witness after all, it's jogging. In a circle. For an hour and 45 minutes. A who can run the most laps kind of thing.
I asked Sebastian why he cares what the other kids think of me if he knows the truth about my back and how hard it is to walk up there. He said he wanted to prove it to them.
Prove to them his mother is in pain.
How nice.
So now I have spent the rest of the day recuperating from that walk up and back just so the other kids could see my back.
I am the class freak show.