Wednesday, 23 September 2015

Wet Butts and Joint Pains...

Yo, llamas!!

So you're probably wondering what's up (the sky) with the title of this little post?  Well, let me explain....

The day started off like any other day, we headed to class and blah blah blah.  Our teacher (well,one of them) can't handle our class and he's basically being really out of order and all due credit to the guy for trying to teach (he seems like he has a form of social anxiety and stutters) but maybe we're not the best class for him to teach and he's not the best teacher for us to learn from.  He tries to be strict but is strict about the wrong things or at the wrong time....  My friend Ahmad (shoutout - wut wut) basically got in trouble for doing his work and ended up throwing a bit of a tantrum (sorry dude - I'm just saying what I heard).  The teacher is just not right for our class, so now we may be able to get a new teacher if we talk to the right people...

Anyway, lunch came (10:45 to be precise but who's checking (we have a two and half hour gap)) and we decided to go to the park because it was actually a relatively nice day.  However, this being England, there had been some rain before.  We were just hanging out (shoutout to Krupa, Shoyab, AJ, Pasha, Palwasha, Roshan and Nathan!!!!!) and I decided to sit on the middle of a group seesaw (teeter totter for the Americans) thing and I suddenly realised - wait for it - I had a wet butt BUT (ha butt but) it wasn't the whole of my butt, just the right cheek.  So yeah.  MY UNDERWEAR IS STILL WET.  And no one believed me, so guess what? They sat there and got wet butts too.  Then blamed me.  Yes definitely my fault.  Idiots.  Lovable idiots.  But idiots none the less.  I should point out that none of us would willingly sit in an obviously wet place.  We're not that bad.  ALTHOUGH, you have never laughed so much until you dare a boy to climb up a curved piece of wood that once held a basket swing (it's probably about 6 or 6 1/2 metres tall) with no foot or hand holds (*cough* PASHA *cough*) and the he asks someone else (*cough* Shoyab *cough*) to boost him AND THEN we get butts in faces... these are not the kind of guys who want peoples' butts in their faces which probably made it more hilarious for those of use who were there.  By the way, he couldn't do it.

So why the joint pains?  I have this auto immune disease (basically my immune system is shit) and the doctors call it an "unknown connective tissue disorder".  So basically, I have arthritis.  YAY NOT.  I have it all over, not just in a few joints or one,  I have it in every. single. joint. that. is. in. my. body.  Did you know that it can affect eye muscles too?  So now my eyesight is getting worse (slowly but I do have to wear glasses - there not that bad but I still have to wear 'em).  So now my joints hurt because I did some physical activity with my friends in the park.

Don't feel sorry for me.  Don't pity me.  I don't want it.  All I want, is that you become aware that some people have disabilities we can't see and be considerate of that.  Understand the limitations these can have.  Don't say that there's nothing wrong because you can't see it.  I'm grateful that my friends understand this about me.  Sometimes, I can't walk as fast, and they don't care.  Sometimes, I can't keep hanging out on a piece of playground equipment, and that's fine.  And sometimes, I can't get into college that day, and they'll take notes.

I won't let this get me down.  I can live with this.  I am living with this.  Yeah, sometimes my mood gets low, and sometimes my joints hurts (okay, all the time), and sometimes it means I can't do certain things (D of E).  But that's okay.  And so am I.

I guess I just wanted to say thanks guys for making my lunch AWESOME today!! I haven't just had fun like that in a really long time and it was great.  I will also grudgingly admit that AJ is kinda sorta okayish.  Just joking, I like you, don't worry!! :P

Thanks for reading.  It became heavier than I expected but it helped to get that our there, so, thanks.

Shenaya xx

P.S. SHOYAB, how are you and your bruised ego? (I have not put the events that lead to this question in this post)

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