Yesterday I didn't get to stay at 7:11. I wanted to, but they were going to go down to Zach's college and walk around. I knew I couldn't do that, so I had to leave. It's like being stretched. My heart wants to go with them, but my foot says no. Who do I listen to? Why does life have to be so difficult? Why can't I be okay with this? Today is the start of our state fair. I always love going to it! It's so cool. I always get a huge bucket of cookies, and other food. I enjoy seeing other people, and seeing the exhibits and such, but how can I go when my foot feels like crap? I want to go so bad I could cry, but what does that say about me? That I have priority issues? I've been trying to act like I don't care that I can't do things with my friends that I want to, and I've tried to act like it's all okay. The thing is I don't even know what I'd do if my friends understood. I'd probably ly to them telling them what I do now, that it's okay. I'd do what I did yesterday, try not to act upset that I couldn't do it. I'd make light of it, comment about how the boot is a new fashion statement. I have feelings about all of this, but I'm never sure I can communicate them to others, and if I do, I feel guilty for bothering others with them. I guess the reason I don't here is becausee people can skip my entry all together if they want to. The one bright spot for me is that I'm going to have pizza for lunch, Mom's bringing it. Maybe that will cheer me up!