Ok, guys...
My (very minor, but still freaky) oral surgery thingy is tomorrow at 11. It's in Orange City. I have to go under general anestesia, and a local. YUCK! I'm so not happy about that. And get this... before I go I have to take a Valium, which, as the nurse so calmly put it, "Is the equivilent of 5 or 6 beers". OH MY GOSH YOU GUYS! That is so not funny! That's hilarious! Can you imagine me, 100 pounds and never had a drink in my life, having five or six beers?! I'm gunna be junk! But thank God my Mom talked the nurse into HALF a Valium, so I'll only be having about 3 beers. OH MY GOSH... My Dad is gunna have too much fun with me on the ride to Orange City.
Oh, and I can't eat after midnight, which I think I'm more ticked off about than anything. Hehehe!
Anyway, pray for my guys! I'm gunna need it. :-)
Oh, and I can't eat after midnight, which I think I'm more ticked off about than anything. Hehehe!
Anyway, pray for my guys! I'm gunna need it. :-)