So yesterday at practice we were scrimmaging and someone cut me with their nails right between my middle and pointer finger. Like right where the 2 fingers meet at the bottom and make that U-shape. It hurts so bad. When I took a shower, shampoo got into it and I started crying. Yup. I'm so strong. But its like how little cuts hurt worse than big ones. (for example: Paper cuts)
I talked to my Mom today. I didn't even talk to her on Christmas. I just put that out of my mind for awhile though because I didn't want to ruin Christmas. She doesn't get cell phone signal at her house so I always make sure to call her when she is at work. I refuse to call her house phone because her master might answer and there is no way in hell I'm going to speak to him.
In other news Sarah is staying the night on New Years. I think we're just gonna have our own party up in my room. Mm good times.