I just got accepted to the wrestling team. I had my first practice yesterday and had something rip in my shoulder. It hurts like hell, just like everything else. This is how you know you're really hurt, when walking DOWN the stairs is a chore and a half. I'm hurting myself typing right now. I went and got an X-ray for my shoulder and am waiting for my results. If it's bad enough, I might not be able to wrestle for a couple of MONTHS. Which sucks, because I actually like wrestling. It gives me knowledge how to kick the crap out of everybody that decides to beat me up. Not only that, but it's fun to know that I'm doing something besides homework, then going to my room to listen to music.

Point of the Journal: I'm hurting everywhere, I'm getting beaten up everywhere, I'm learning how to fight and like it.