The above title serves a dual purpose tonight. First, because I got an actual tetanus shot yesterday. And second, because that phrase is one of the funniest and fondest memories I have of Nate.
Nate made the decision last Sunday that he would no longer be a part of 300 Foxes. It hurts a lot. I didn't think it would, but it does.
So, yesterday I had to get shots and all that wonderful stuff for school. The first two were a cake walk (by the way, that saying doesn't make sense). The third, a tetanus shot, was just as simple and painless as the others. For some reason as soon as the needle went in I thought of Nate. My mind in that moment recalled Seneca Hills work day. Scraping the paint in pool. And Nate screaming the phrase that serves as my title as fast and as loud as he could for no seemingly reason. I couldn't help but laugh out loud, nervously trying to stop because I knew my laughter was changing to tears.
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Tuesday, December 18, 2007
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