Lily has mono.
Yep yep. And while I'm losing some weight while still getting to eat some sherbet, I'm not enjoying the way I feel and how it keeps me from doing any exercise. I got my registration letter from the dance studio today, and I don't know what to do. If I don't get well and get back in some shape and flexible soon, I won't be ready to dance. I really want to get back into dance. I miss the movements and the performances. And, as egotistical as it sounds, I want to be someone there again. I was among the semi-elite when I had to drop out, and now there's this whole pile of new people who don't know me, and I'll have to prove myself all over again. If I can even get back up to par with the way I was.
Oh, by the way, I now have my permit. I'm taking lessons with a man named Charlie Brown (yes, that's really his name) starting Wednesday. He specializes in shy and nervous drivers, so I'm confident he'll get me on the road. Maybe in time for me to start driving myself to school.
Dad's talking about possibly taking me to Mountain Magic (lawyer convention) in September. Were it to happen, it'd be pretty damn awesome because I'd get to stalk my UNCA friends for a couple days.
I need to stop being sick. But still, if you don't have an immune deficiency and want to come over and watch a movie with me, you're more than welcome to contact me about it.
Oh, by the way, I now have my permit. I'm taking lessons with a man named Charlie Brown (yes, that's really his name) starting Wednesday. He specializes in shy and nervous drivers, so I'm confident he'll get me on the road. Maybe in time for me to start driving myself to school.
Dad's talking about possibly taking me to Mountain Magic (lawyer convention) in September. Were it to happen, it'd be pretty damn awesome because I'd get to stalk my UNCA friends for a couple days.
I need to stop being sick. But still, if you don't have an immune deficiency and want to come over and watch a movie with me, you're more than welcome to contact me about it.