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[jennefurhp]

Things are going pretty good here. Me, Cyndie, and Ramrod partied this weekend. The first party, Saturday night, blew balls but the girls had a good time so it was OK. As soon as we got there the place was crawling with hot guys, and it wasn't too long before Cyndie and Ramrod both had a guy basically licking their shoes. Did even one of them hit on me? Did one even freakin' talk to me? Hell no, because I have a fucking cut on my face. I got back to the dorms with Cyndie and I just started bawling. She made me feel better though. I know I shouldn't feel bad just because some shallow ass cops don't want to talk to a girl that's got a fucked up forehead but it hurt all the same. Then Sunday afternoon we headed over to the other side of the dorms and partied with some guys over there. One of them thinks I'm hot, hehe. Some guy came up to me and was all "you look like shit!" and the *HOT* guy who supposedly thinks I'm hot told him to go to his room and shut up, woo! I'm not even interested in getting involved right now though, I've been in relationships for way too long and I'm going to enjoy being single damn it.

I went to see the plastic surgeon last Thursday. He cut off the huge scab I had and it looks a bunch better now. I was supposed to go see him again today but my appointment got changed to tomorrow. He said I won't need a skin graft but once it's healed he wants to do a scar revision on it. He said it won't look bad at all once he's done. Whatever, I'm learning that having a big cut on my face is a quick way of determining what guys are really interested in.

I miss El Paso!!