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So I'm down 4 teeth, now. I got my wisdom teeth out this morning. Not so bad. I fainted for the first time, though! You know, black spots and buzzing sounds. I'd gotten that feeling before, but I never actually FAINTED. It's weird because I never had that kind of issue with needles. Odd feeling. But heck, I'm glad it's over. And if I keep this damned ice thing on my face for a day or two, I won't look like a humunk anymore.
I finally called my roommate, yesterday! I felt bad for not doing that for a month or so, but I've just been so busy packing and practicing and all. It's nuts. But she seems pretty awesome. She probably thinks I'm a nutcase already, since I was going on this spiel about how much I love this poster I got (it's amazing - two lemons on a plate with a dill garnish). Oh well, she's gotta put up with my oddities for a year - might as well know what she's getting into than be surprised, come next Thursday.
Life is good.
Ben's back from his regatta in Canada, so I'm hoping we can hang out soon. We have less than 2 weeks before the whole college-thing means bye-bye for a few months. I did some real thinking about whether I think it's a good idea to stay together when college starts, and I really want to. We've had our problems, but mostly that comes down to me being paranoid and him being oblivious about a few things. So I think I'm going to just talk to him about it this Saturday and see if he wants to, too. If he doesn't, I'd understand, but I really think we should at least give it a shot. Until his first holiday. See how it goes. If it works, WOOHOO! If it doesn't, well.. unfortunately, distance can do that to a relationship. The other problem is that, if I get the job I'm hoping to get next summer, I'll be in Maine for 2 months and won't even see him at all. That's all assuming I GET it; there are a MASS of girls my age who are ten times more qualified for it than I am and applying for counseling positions at my old camp. My old counselor, Jason, told me to be careful about that and not to be too surprised if I didn't get it. Every girl who went there wants to, and most of them have been going for 5 or 6 years. I only went for 2. I guess it's kinda win-win, if I get it or not. If I get it, I go back to a place that really felt like home to me for two months, and if I don't, I get to spend the summer with Ben. I'm really torn. We'll see what happens.
So that's my life. I'm gonna go contemplate my navel while I hold the ice pack up. Later~
I finally called my roommate, yesterday! I felt bad for not doing that for a month or so, but I've just been so busy packing and practicing and all. It's nuts. But she seems pretty awesome. She probably thinks I'm a nutcase already, since I was going on this spiel about how much I love this poster I got (it's amazing - two lemons on a plate with a dill garnish). Oh well, she's gotta put up with my oddities for a year - might as well know what she's getting into than be surprised, come next Thursday.
Life is good.
Ben's back from his regatta in Canada, so I'm hoping we can hang out soon. We have less than 2 weeks before the whole college-thing means bye-bye for a few months. I did some real thinking about whether I think it's a good idea to stay together when college starts, and I really want to. We've had our problems, but mostly that comes down to me being paranoid and him being oblivious about a few things. So I think I'm going to just talk to him about it this Saturday and see if he wants to, too. If he doesn't, I'd understand, but I really think we should at least give it a shot. Until his first holiday. See how it goes. If it works, WOOHOO! If it doesn't, well.. unfortunately, distance can do that to a relationship. The other problem is that, if I get the job I'm hoping to get next summer, I'll be in Maine for 2 months and won't even see him at all. That's all assuming I GET it; there are a MASS of girls my age who are ten times more qualified for it than I am and applying for counseling positions at my old camp. My old counselor, Jason, told me to be careful about that and not to be too surprised if I didn't get it. Every girl who went there wants to, and most of them have been going for 5 or 6 years. I only went for 2. I guess it's kinda win-win, if I get it or not. If I get it, I go back to a place that really felt like home to me for two months, and if I don't, I get to spend the summer with Ben. I'm really torn. We'll see what happens.
So that's my life. I'm gonna go contemplate my navel while I hold the ice pack up. Later~