um. ya.
I am going to die from the soul-crushing boredom.
In case you haven't notice from my new layout, I'm feeling emo.
I have thrown my back out (!) at the ripe old age of 20, and am relying heavily on tylenol to maintane my sanity.
Ryan is in Tennessee with his family, so he's not even here to make me feel better.
I'm going to the doc tomorrow to find out what is wrong with me. It's most likely a pinched nerve or some sort of muscle problem.
My brother had a pinched nerve a while ago. They put him through therapy that didn't help for a year before operating.
I DON'T HAVE TIME FOR THIS PEOPLE.
YOU CANNOT TELL ME TO SUCK IT UP AND THEN DECIDE, OH I DON'T KNOW, AROUND MARCH NEXT YEAR THAT ACTUALLY YA, I DO NEED SURGERY.
BECAUSE IN MARCH NEXT YEAR I WILL BE A LITTLE BUSY GETTING MARRIED. AND I WOULD LIKE TO HAVE THIS SORTED OUT BY THEN
THANK YOU VERY MUCH.
sorry for the capslock.
*hands harry's voice back to him*