Not Dying
I was at work today, and I started feeling really sick and was having a hard time concentrating on the computer screen in front of me. So I asked to go home. They said I could, but I got the evil eye. Whatever. This isn't my career and I'm sick. I can't be expected to stay somewhere if I'm going to throw up all over.
(Obviously I feel no regret towards my decision to go home.) I went home and then went to the hospital. Turns out that I'm not dying, which is cool, right? XD; The Nurse Practicioner that saw me was really nice. They kept asking why I didn't have a family doctor...I don't know. We just don't. Mom likes going to Walk-In Clinics. *le shrug* I always feel so awkward about that. I don't have like, a doctor that knows me and stuff to talk to. I always have to go in and see a stranger each time. Is it weird that I'm jealous of not having a normal doctor? O.o;
Anyway, I did one hour of work today, and I'm going to work for nine hours tomorrow. At least after that and Monday, I'm done with work. And I'm going to Las Vegas on Thursday. Crap. I got to pack up and be ready because the day that I come back from Vegas I need to be ready to go down to UMASS. Ick.
Holly and I rented and watched this terrible movie called 'It's a Boy/Girl Thing' which is your...erhm...normal gender-swapping movie. O.o; It was like a gender-swapping version of Freaky Friday, with the plot of Drive Me Crazy. It was a terribly awkward movie. Seriously. O.o;
Well, work tomorrow is at 10am, so that I means I have to be up around 8:30. Yay. >.> At least it is the first and last time. Yay. XDDDD
I've been feeling weird lately. Like ....rueful. I hate feeling that way. I mean, the past is the past, you can't change it and so there is no use thinking about it and wasting mental energy on things that you can't change, right? All that is left is to hold your head high and continue on with things. It's like, there's the nagging little voice that whispers maybe's and what if's in my ear. It's so annoying.
But, it's so easy to look back on stuff and only see what you want to, disregarding what actually happened, or the feelings you had then. What do they say, hindsight is 20/20?
Oh well. *ignores thoughts* I want to do karaoke again soon. ^.^b Okay, bed time, I guess.
(Obviously I feel no regret towards my decision to go home.) I went home and then went to the hospital. Turns out that I'm not dying, which is cool, right? XD; The Nurse Practicioner that saw me was really nice. They kept asking why I didn't have a family doctor...I don't know. We just don't. Mom likes going to Walk-In Clinics. *le shrug* I always feel so awkward about that. I don't have like, a doctor that knows me and stuff to talk to. I always have to go in and see a stranger each time. Is it weird that I'm jealous of not having a normal doctor? O.o;
Anyway, I did one hour of work today, and I'm going to work for nine hours tomorrow. At least after that and Monday, I'm done with work. And I'm going to Las Vegas on Thursday. Crap. I got to pack up and be ready because the day that I come back from Vegas I need to be ready to go down to UMASS. Ick.
Holly and I rented and watched this terrible movie called 'It's a Boy/Girl Thing' which is your...erhm...normal gender-swapping movie. O.o; It was like a gender-swapping version of Freaky Friday, with the plot of Drive Me Crazy. It was a terribly awkward movie. Seriously. O.o;
Well, work tomorrow is at 10am, so that I means I have to be up around 8:30. Yay. >.> At least it is the first and last time. Yay. XDDDD
I've been feeling weird lately. Like ....rueful. I hate feeling that way. I mean, the past is the past, you can't change it and so there is no use thinking about it and wasting mental energy on things that you can't change, right? All that is left is to hold your head high and continue on with things. It's like, there's the nagging little voice that whispers maybe's and what if's in my ear. It's so annoying.
But, it's so easy to look back on stuff and only see what you want to, disregarding what actually happened, or the feelings you had then. What do they say, hindsight is 20/20?
Oh well. *ignores thoughts* I want to do karaoke again soon. ^.^b Okay, bed time, I guess.