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A five day hospital stay and I was truly worried until I heard you just complain, complain, complain about your exchange with the pavement. And now it's you on crutches at your parents house with sympathy from daytime tv, camped out on their couch. Save for everything you've learned this year, what do you think of now, on the ground? Did you say "Seriously, is this the new me?" Written on your wrist, it has to be. Huddled with the wrong best friend, a boy with a girls name. I can't believe you really wanted it this way -- with sympathy from routine and a boring personality. Save for everything you've learned this year, what do you think of now? Do you wish it was how it was last year or have your memories all worn down to the ground?