i'm mostly pretty brave. whining is for babies. only sissies feel pain.
but sometimes when i get beat over the head with an automatic door, i'm a wuss. and now i feel whiny.
i was goin into the mall today with shlee, and as i turned to say something to her, i heard a loud, solid, thud. it came from behind me, and in front of me and beside me, and inside me. then my head hurt and my hand hurt and it was bleeding and everybody was staring at me.
it was an automatic door. those aren't supposed to close while you're walking through them.
everyone probably thought i was a klutz, but you know what? automatic doors are not supposed to close while you're walking through them.
somebody is out to get me.