Four GREEN apples and a whole damn bag of RED ones?!?!
My ear is going to explode any minute now. I took an emergency trip to the doctor's today. Got Rx's for the good Tylenol (the one with codeine) and Amoxicillan. Amanda came over. We chatted. Went to get my mom's car. Came back here and watched part of Big Brother. Then went to pick up James and went to Friday's. I had a club sandwich. We went to Super Walmart. Decided that we're taking Alex to the comedy club for her birthday, and we're dressing up (it's on Hallowen). I'm not gonna tell you what we're gonna be though. I don't want you to steal our idea. It's really good though. I got yelled at for giving the dumb Haitian lady six cents. "Give me six cents," she said. Now I feel stupid.
Tomorrow I have to write two Thank You's. One for the scholarship lady, and one for Heather (Tell her I said Muahhhhh, James). Did I mention my ear is going to explode? Saturday I'm going to traffic school, and the picnic is cancelled. And Sunday I *think* I'm getting my iPod. WEE! Monday is my birthday. I ordered my own cake today. Tuesday is nothing, and Wednesday I'm getting my wisdom teeth removed. I have to remember to watch that Hard Rock Live thingy on MTV. The rest of the week I will be recouperating, and Saturday night we're going to The Paddock Room for my birthday. Yay for gambling and fine cuisine. The next week I'm going to hopefully get my car back, get my contacts, and then my grandpa is taking me, my brother, and Mrs. H to Henri's in Boca for lunch. Yay for five-star restaurants and my grandpa's generosity. Weeeeeee. I live for dining out.
I have to take the rest of my medicine at 3:00. And then I need to go to sleep so I can take it again at 7:00. I have an ice bag filled with hot water practically glued to the left side of my head. Amanda knows what I'm talking about. Ouch. I need a hug.
Tomorrow I have to write two Thank You's. One for the scholarship lady, and one for Heather (Tell her I said Muahhhhh, James). Did I mention my ear is going to explode? Saturday I'm going to traffic school, and the picnic is cancelled. And Sunday I *think* I'm getting my iPod. WEE! Monday is my birthday. I ordered my own cake today. Tuesday is nothing, and Wednesday I'm getting my wisdom teeth removed. I have to remember to watch that Hard Rock Live thingy on MTV. The rest of the week I will be recouperating, and Saturday night we're going to The Paddock Room for my birthday. Yay for gambling and fine cuisine. The next week I'm going to hopefully get my car back, get my contacts, and then my grandpa is taking me, my brother, and Mrs. H to Henri's in Boca for lunch. Yay for five-star restaurants and my grandpa's generosity. Weeeeeee. I live for dining out.
I have to take the rest of my medicine at 3:00. And then I need to go to sleep so I can take it again at 7:00. I have an ice bag filled with hot water practically glued to the left side of my head. Amanda knows what I'm talking about. Ouch. I need a hug.