So I'm back from church camp. And guess what, my left foot got injured at both camps. At the first one I kicked some cement while skipping around entertaining the kids (which is inevitably making yourself look like an idiot) and at the second one I twisted it because when I got up everything was numb up to the knee.
I'm wondering if it'll sue me for abuse or something. It's not my fault really, just bad luck.

... Homework is... the insane boss fight that no one can ever win right now.

I find myself doing research on schizophrenia, paranoia and OCDs for the viede story. It's fun.

I forgot what I was going to say, except I had a dream about sticking toothpicks the length of my hand into myself with symbols there. They're something like a metaphor for the stake in the heart which are the things that are bothering me. Or something. And I heard one of my church friends' voices while I was dreaming and remembered what he said and he told me he was actually saying that. Bloody cool.

Ironically, I had to go see a chinese doctor and get acupuncture done on my foot a few hours later. The needles weren't as long as my hand but they were pretty much the width of it.
It's bloody scary. Feeling stuff poking into your foot. And I think there was blood from the veins leaking out of one of the holes. Because it was dark red and nearly black? o___o