Take the pain out of love, and it won't make sense.
Coop is still gone, obviously, but talking to him gets me a bit down. I watched Dalton today during class, and afterwards noticed him having lunch with his not-so-new girlfriend, and a curious feeling just came over me. I just feel like he judges me. And I don't judge him? A part of me wonders if I really am completely over him.
I went in to the Kentucky...blahblahblah center for maxillo-facial surgery or wherever it was I had my wisdom teeth taken out last week, and it turns out I had dry sockets. Well, they took small strips of medicated gauze (with cloves, mind you) and shoved them down in my sockets, and they were to stay there until Tuesday. Hmmmm. One of the strips came out. Not sure how, or when, but it's not there anymore. I must have swollowed it?? Disgusting. All my food now tastes like cloves, anyway.
I just can't decide how I'm feeling right now. I was on antibiotics for my wisdom teeth, and that threw off my birth control... which, mind you, I'm not on birth control for THOSE reasons, I'm on it because it helps with mood swings and other miscellaneous parts of being a female. Well, antibiotics basically make the pill ineffective, which in turn has resulted in one of the most screwed up PMS weeks I have ever had. Good time for Valentine's Day, God. Thank you.
Shit. I need to find Singleton so that I can recite the Chi Omega oath to her. Look at Julie, the stupid sorority girl. I'm going to a function tonight where we're all going to dress up (the theme? Chi-O'No She Didn't!; bad fashion decisions) and drink and chant terrible, terrible things. I'm taking the sorority's "Owl Man," which is basically just chi o's favorite boy on campus.
I'm. So. Fucking. Cool.
I swear, I'm real. You just have to dig beneath the many layers of caring about what everyone else thinks.
I went in to the Kentucky...blahblahblah center for maxillo-facial surgery or wherever it was I had my wisdom teeth taken out last week, and it turns out I had dry sockets. Well, they took small strips of medicated gauze (with cloves, mind you) and shoved them down in my sockets, and they were to stay there until Tuesday. Hmmmm. One of the strips came out. Not sure how, or when, but it's not there anymore. I must have swollowed it?? Disgusting. All my food now tastes like cloves, anyway.
I just can't decide how I'm feeling right now. I was on antibiotics for my wisdom teeth, and that threw off my birth control... which, mind you, I'm not on birth control for THOSE reasons, I'm on it because it helps with mood swings and other miscellaneous parts of being a female. Well, antibiotics basically make the pill ineffective, which in turn has resulted in one of the most screwed up PMS weeks I have ever had. Good time for Valentine's Day, God. Thank you.
Shit. I need to find Singleton so that I can recite the Chi Omega oath to her. Look at Julie, the stupid sorority girl. I'm going to a function tonight where we're all going to dress up (the theme? Chi-O'No She Didn't!; bad fashion decisions) and drink and chant terrible, terrible things. I'm taking the sorority's "Owl Man," which is basically just chi o's favorite boy on campus.
I'm. So. Fucking. Cool.
I swear, I'm real. You just have to dig beneath the many layers of caring about what everyone else thinks.