Sick again, What the hell?
That's right everyone, I'm sick again. I would like to be healthy just one day of my life please. Is that too much to ask? Well, in the world of health there are pluses and minuses. I have to get a physical, ultrasound, and some medication for whatever the hell is wrong with me this time, but I don't have any money yet. So, now I have to wait and hope that I get money soon. Good news though; my health insurance is going down but benefits aren't changing. That's good news for me. I guess they figure I go in enough they may as well give me a discount.
As for work, a little good news there. Evil Bob is quitting, you know, the guy I hate and is a complete idiot. I really excited that he's going to be gone. That leaves two days a week uncovered for third shift, which Christine thinks she'll have me pick up. Good news is that I will make more work doing the night auditing crap, bad news is that it's third shift and I may have to work on days where I get out at 8 and go to class at ten. That would suck.
School: same thing, good and bad news. I got papers back that I did really well on, but the bad news is that I'm really behind on homework. Number of books completed this semester as of today: 33. Number I should have completed: 37. You get the drift. Also, I really hate Braddock. With a passion. I want to kill the man. If I make it through this semester without going to jail for assault or murder, we will be very lucky and I will deserve the biggest medal ever.
Fun stuff: Krystal is going to Homecoming tomorrow! I bet she is going to have a blast. I can't believe I'm saying this, but I actually miss putting on pretty dresses for those dances. Anyway, I get to paint her nails tomorrow, which I think will be really fun. She's going to look absolutely beautiful.
What else is going on you ask? Well, Casey and his friends are seeing a movie that I really want to see, but I'm not going because my parents made me promise to come home and go right to bed. (Being sick and all, I suppose) I would rather be out, sick or not. I am tired of laying at home, trying to do homework on the couch or in bed. I am tired of taking meds, and I am tired of no one knowing what is wrong with me. Personally, I want to say fuck it all and just do whatever I want to do: passing out or not. I can't live like a caged bird. Anyway, I sound whiny, so I am going to stop now. On a happy note for you all: my parents haven't argued with me for two days now (although I only saw them for five minutes in the past three days, but hey it's progress) Have a nice night/day all.
As for work, a little good news there. Evil Bob is quitting, you know, the guy I hate and is a complete idiot. I really excited that he's going to be gone. That leaves two days a week uncovered for third shift, which Christine thinks she'll have me pick up. Good news is that I will make more work doing the night auditing crap, bad news is that it's third shift and I may have to work on days where I get out at 8 and go to class at ten. That would suck.
School: same thing, good and bad news. I got papers back that I did really well on, but the bad news is that I'm really behind on homework. Number of books completed this semester as of today: 33. Number I should have completed: 37. You get the drift. Also, I really hate Braddock. With a passion. I want to kill the man. If I make it through this semester without going to jail for assault or murder, we will be very lucky and I will deserve the biggest medal ever.
Fun stuff: Krystal is going to Homecoming tomorrow! I bet she is going to have a blast. I can't believe I'm saying this, but I actually miss putting on pretty dresses for those dances. Anyway, I get to paint her nails tomorrow, which I think will be really fun. She's going to look absolutely beautiful.
What else is going on you ask? Well, Casey and his friends are seeing a movie that I really want to see, but I'm not going because my parents made me promise to come home and go right to bed. (Being sick and all, I suppose) I would rather be out, sick or not. I am tired of laying at home, trying to do homework on the couch or in bed. I am tired of taking meds, and I am tired of no one knowing what is wrong with me. Personally, I want to say fuck it all and just do whatever I want to do: passing out or not. I can't live like a caged bird. Anyway, I sound whiny, so I am going to stop now. On a happy note for you all: my parents haven't argued with me for two days now (although I only saw them for five minutes in the past three days, but hey it's progress) Have a nice night/day all.