I'm so out of it. hah
Tomorrow is a big day. I have to have a little mini-surgery again. The same thing as last time. They're going to do the scope test, and then while they're down there, they're going to "repair" my esophogus and stomach lining. Again. It won't be bad, and I'll be asleep. So woo. The uncool thing is that it is at 12 pm tomorrow, and I can't eat or drink anything after 12 am tonight. I'm going to be one thirsty girl. After that, or before that, I'm going to go see my prom dress with it's alterations. I hope it looks good. If it doesn't, that will be the final sign that I would be happier to just skip prom. We'll see.
I just finished doing a shitload of History. I really don't like Ms. Scott. Not at all. I'm bummed that I'll have to have her next year as well. I just don't like her.
I had the worst Easter ever. I would go into details, but eh, I'll skip that. I will just let everyone know that Dottie has finally won her crusade against me. All thanks to my dad. That is all.
I have (believe it or not) started laying in the tanning bed. Not for a tan, though. That will be a perk, I guess. Maybe it will make me look a little less sickly pale. I'm laying to make my muscles feel better. My doctor reccommended it. Gladly, Aunt Judy has a tanning bed because I'm really weird about laying in salons. It's germ central. lol So, I'm glad I could avoid that part.
I have to take out my earrings, and take off my toenail polish for tomorrow. It takes forever to get out my earrings because they're captive beads. I have to use jewelry pliars. lol It isn't as hard to take them out as it is to put them back in. Mom wants me to leave them out until prom, but she also hates gauged ears. I love the way my earrings look right now though. It's pretty wicked.
I just saw on ESPN that someone threw a tube of toothpaste at Barry Bonds. Why toothpaste? lol The syringe I understand, but toothpaste?
My dad has actually acknowledged me today. Go figure.
Chauncy cracks me up. I love him.
Clint is a loser. But that's okay, it works for him. hah I told him to tell his dad that I'm going to die tomorrow, so he needs to be there. It didn't work. So sad. I'm not really nervous about tomorrow. Last time I was really scared. My nails turned bluish-purple last time! I was really cold and really scared. The lady doing the IV didn't hurt me at all though. I hope I have a good IV lady tomorrow. I hate IV's. They are my least favorite part about being in the hospital. At least I can come home a few hours after they're done tomorrow. If you want to come see me in my drugged up stupor, you're welcome to. I'm sure it will be entertaining. I should be home by 5. Hopefully before that. Never know, though. Okay, so I'm nervous. I admitted it. I'm more nervous about what they may find though, not the procedure in itself. I keep thinking, "What if I have cancer?" or "What if I have some weird disease that can't be cured, and I die?". Things like that. Normal I guess. I've lost more weight. I'm going to have to buy new clothes. lol
I just ordered a Vera Wang bag. I like it. I hope it comes in soon.
Okay, I'm done for now. Bye guys. Think about me tomorrow and cross your fingers, or whatever. hah Mostly just send me some good luck vibes.
I just finished doing a shitload of History. I really don't like Ms. Scott. Not at all. I'm bummed that I'll have to have her next year as well. I just don't like her.
I had the worst Easter ever. I would go into details, but eh, I'll skip that. I will just let everyone know that Dottie has finally won her crusade against me. All thanks to my dad. That is all.
I have (believe it or not) started laying in the tanning bed. Not for a tan, though. That will be a perk, I guess. Maybe it will make me look a little less sickly pale. I'm laying to make my muscles feel better. My doctor reccommended it. Gladly, Aunt Judy has a tanning bed because I'm really weird about laying in salons. It's germ central. lol So, I'm glad I could avoid that part.
I have to take out my earrings, and take off my toenail polish for tomorrow. It takes forever to get out my earrings because they're captive beads. I have to use jewelry pliars. lol It isn't as hard to take them out as it is to put them back in. Mom wants me to leave them out until prom, but she also hates gauged ears. I love the way my earrings look right now though. It's pretty wicked.
I just saw on ESPN that someone threw a tube of toothpaste at Barry Bonds. Why toothpaste? lol The syringe I understand, but toothpaste?
My dad has actually acknowledged me today. Go figure.
Chauncy cracks me up. I love him.
Clint is a loser. But that's okay, it works for him. hah I told him to tell his dad that I'm going to die tomorrow, so he needs to be there. It didn't work. So sad. I'm not really nervous about tomorrow. Last time I was really scared. My nails turned bluish-purple last time! I was really cold and really scared. The lady doing the IV didn't hurt me at all though. I hope I have a good IV lady tomorrow. I hate IV's. They are my least favorite part about being in the hospital. At least I can come home a few hours after they're done tomorrow. If you want to come see me in my drugged up stupor, you're welcome to. I'm sure it will be entertaining. I should be home by 5. Hopefully before that. Never know, though. Okay, so I'm nervous. I admitted it. I'm more nervous about what they may find though, not the procedure in itself. I keep thinking, "What if I have cancer?" or "What if I have some weird disease that can't be cured, and I die?". Things like that. Normal I guess. I've lost more weight. I'm going to have to buy new clothes. lol
I just ordered a Vera Wang bag. I like it. I hope it comes in soon.
Okay, I'm done for now. Bye guys. Think about me tomorrow and cross your fingers, or whatever. hah Mostly just send me some good luck vibes.