my face hurts
Ugh. Preventative surgery sucks, because you never feel better than you did before the operation, you just feel better than you would later on if you didnt have the surgery. There are holes in my mouth, and they really hurt. Poor me. Migraines=no fun at all, especially when they keep you from going to cicis. And to top it all off, I've become addicted to sleeping in a chair, which isnt bad, just odd. I wish I could sleep, but I can't, so I'm on livejournal. I hate the fact that I'm turning into one of those people who actually posts stuff besides penny facts and amazingly bad poetry. Last night sucked, it was probably the lowest I've ever been. I guess it's just part of the whole teenage angst thing. I hate being the guy that keeps calling when you really don't want to talk, and leaves 8769876 messages on your voicemail every day, but somehow I'm turning into that guy. I don't know what happened, I used to be the VIP at get togethers, the world could have used more of me, but now I'm just like too much mustard on a sandwich. It's funny, I hate posting semiserious livejournals, yet here we are. Ok, maybe I can fall asleep now. I sincerely apologize for you having to read this, it basically constitutes the scum that I scooped off the pool of my brain, to maybe cler my thoughts, please just forget you ever read this. I would apologize for wasting your time, but since most of you reading this will either be in newspaper or sitting at home watching "I Love the 90s: Part Deux" reruns, I figure there's not much point.