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I just got back from my cousin's house for a Christmas thing. While I was there I saw something that made my Christmas
CRANIUM TURBO EDITION!
Yup, there's a turbo edition of the best game ever. Might have to go pick that up.
Also on the subject of Christmas...how come nobody realizes Jesus wasn't even born in December? He was born in March, not December. Damn Romans assimilating a Pagan holiday into the Christian calander.
Now that Christmas is over I can do what should be done on breaks, nothing. Time for a lot of DVD watching, video game playing, and eating. One can never forget eating.
Oh and I can't sing over break, cause my doctor said no singing. It's surprising difficult to stop singing though. ENT Tuesday or Wednesday to tell me how to fix myself.
Which gets me thinking...
What if there isn't anything? What the hell am I going to do if I go to the ENT and he says that I have fucked up my vocal cords beyond repair? I mean I doubt that's the case, but what if? What would I do? Music, especially singing, is my life. I never really realized it till I wasn't allowed to sing. My days seem longer, I can't enjoy listening to my favorite music, and I have to sit listening to other people sing knowing I can't join in. What would I do instead of theater, or being in my band? I guess I'd have to play sports again. That'd make my dad happy, but I'd hate it. I dunno what I'd do.
Wow that was really long-winded, boring, and whiney. It also showcased how I'm a dork. Fuck you WebMD and letting me research what my symptoms could mean. I would have been prefectly fine if I had just thought I had a sore throat. Now I keep worrying I have nodules, even though I probably don't. Hopefully the ENT will straighten things out, and I can realize I am in no way qualified to make any medical assumptions on my own or anyone else's behalf.
CRANIUM TURBO EDITION!
Yup, there's a turbo edition of the best game ever. Might have to go pick that up.
Also on the subject of Christmas...how come nobody realizes Jesus wasn't even born in December? He was born in March, not December. Damn Romans assimilating a Pagan holiday into the Christian calander.
Now that Christmas is over I can do what should be done on breaks, nothing. Time for a lot of DVD watching, video game playing, and eating. One can never forget eating.
Oh and I can't sing over break, cause my doctor said no singing. It's surprising difficult to stop singing though. ENT Tuesday or Wednesday to tell me how to fix myself.
Which gets me thinking...
What if there isn't anything? What the hell am I going to do if I go to the ENT and he says that I have fucked up my vocal cords beyond repair? I mean I doubt that's the case, but what if? What would I do? Music, especially singing, is my life. I never really realized it till I wasn't allowed to sing. My days seem longer, I can't enjoy listening to my favorite music, and I have to sit listening to other people sing knowing I can't join in. What would I do instead of theater, or being in my band? I guess I'd have to play sports again. That'd make my dad happy, but I'd hate it. I dunno what I'd do.
Wow that was really long-winded, boring, and whiney. It also showcased how I'm a dork. Fuck you WebMD and letting me research what my symptoms could mean. I would have been prefectly fine if I had just thought I had a sore throat. Now I keep worrying I have nodules, even though I probably don't. Hopefully the ENT will straighten things out, and I can realize I am in no way qualified to make any medical assumptions on my own or anyone else's behalf.