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Life is ridiculously good. I know I should be taking things as they come and not look at the gift horse in the mouth, but I am SO waiting for the other shoe to fall. I'm pretty sure my good luck has exceeded the Rule of Three and any multiples of it.
My AP classwork isn't too bad. i have more homework than I did last year, but I'm not drowning. Yet. Most of my teacher's have off-beat senses of humor (i.e. "My daugher is an asymptote. You may approach, but you cannot touch.') I wrote a narrative essay that my English teacher couldn't give me any constructive criticism on (in which he liked my 'tears make the turtle grow fat.' I have no idea how he liked it considering it makes no sense unless you've read Amy Tan's The Joy Luck Club.) I've also gotten around to workshopping the first few pages of an original short story I'm currently working on, and the group seemed to like it. I was expecting flames, but instead everyone was very nice.
On the down side. . . I finally got tested for allergies, since the last time was when I was about eleven years ago. So, apparently, now I'm pretty allergic to potatoes, corn, bananas, some kind of seafood, walnuts, and soy (wtf? I'm Asian, how is this possible????). But that isn't going to change how I eat. I've been eating potatoes for years, and I haven't died yet. The results were weird, because they said I'm equally allergic to all of them. That is so not true. Walnuts make my lips swell, and my throat get tingly. Not a good sign. I don't have any reactions to the other stuff. So yeah, I'm a bit confused.
And then the doctor goes on to tell me that the rash I have on my foot has become infected and is most likely anti-bacterial resistant. AND, that the strange rash/scabs I have are related to it. You know, that's just what I need. Some weird infection that makes me itchier than I already am.
So far, I count two bad things. That means there's one more to come. . . and I have a History test on Monday. Unless my computer turning my Arial font into constant italics counts.
And I should eventually post my analysis of Alice Walker's Beauty on here, just because I wasn't able to share it with my class. And, I will try my hardest not to bite anyone's head off just because I'm in a bitchy mood. Oh yeah, and my new favorite song is Bonnie Raitt's "Can't Make You Love Me." Yup, been listening to that for (literally) hours on end.
Toodles~!