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I wonder how good of an idea it is to post on LJ while taking vicadon...
And anyway, maybe some things are better left unsaid, you know?
If the internet teaches me anything, maybe it's that. That there is no possible way for someone to read a few lines that you scribble down and understand what you're really thinking. There is so much more to everything than a few words can say, I can't write down every thought that battles itself in my head back and forth all day long. It's constant. We don't stop thinking. Or maybe it's just that we don't stop feeling.
Yesterday morning flew by - I was in the chair at 9:40 getting put out and in the lobby waiting for mom at 10:20. I'm not sure I remember anything between those two... I think I woke up quickly and easily, I don't think I said anything, and I vaguely remember saying good luck to a nervous guy in the waiting room, not to worry that it isn't so bad. Once I was home though I remember everything clearly, wasn't groggy or too drugged up, and I only slept for a grand total of maybe an hour all day. It was very easy compared to what I was scared of. No pain, only a few hours of gauze, just as a precaution, and I was talking and eating comfortably most of the day and night. Seems like I've had it pretty easy and for anyone who was wondering I'm doing very well. But that could be the vicadon talking.
I also think I am addicted to wedding receptions. So much fun. Excited that I get to go to one in a couple weeks and to see my adorable niece and finally-embracable sister. I love how my family has come together, not only for me but I think for all of us, in the last year or two. Finally everybody is someone likable, and everyone gets along with everyone else. I mean, we're still your average dysfunctional family, but all the love around us is something I've realized is brilliant and beautiful and I will miss them when I actually move and STAY at school.
Questions of the moment....
to try to learn spanish, or not to try and learn spanish?
to go to san fran, or georgia, or kansas...or not?
to travel abroad spring break, or take it a little easier since i have no job?
Really want a hot stone massage. And a coach wallet. Yeah, I'm a SoCal girl, no idea when that happened. There are a LOT of ways that someone can be spoiled... and I am a lot of them. I am extremely lucky, I don't have to worry about things, I am given a lot, expected relatively little of (as far as giving back), and I am surrounded with an incredible amount of love... the best dysfunctional friends and family ever ;)
Ok so as you can tell I'm at home doing nothing for a while. Hence the long post. Sorry. But you know what this means? Everyone should come visit me. Just drop in and say hi whenever. Text first if you want. I will be sitting around probably marathoning FRIENDS or some other random TV show I now own. And would love a little contact and company! ADIOS!
And anyway, maybe some things are better left unsaid, you know?
If the internet teaches me anything, maybe it's that. That there is no possible way for someone to read a few lines that you scribble down and understand what you're really thinking. There is so much more to everything than a few words can say, I can't write down every thought that battles itself in my head back and forth all day long. It's constant. We don't stop thinking. Or maybe it's just that we don't stop feeling.
Yesterday morning flew by - I was in the chair at 9:40 getting put out and in the lobby waiting for mom at 10:20. I'm not sure I remember anything between those two... I think I woke up quickly and easily, I don't think I said anything, and I vaguely remember saying good luck to a nervous guy in the waiting room, not to worry that it isn't so bad. Once I was home though I remember everything clearly, wasn't groggy or too drugged up, and I only slept for a grand total of maybe an hour all day. It was very easy compared to what I was scared of. No pain, only a few hours of gauze, just as a precaution, and I was talking and eating comfortably most of the day and night. Seems like I've had it pretty easy and for anyone who was wondering I'm doing very well. But that could be the vicadon talking.
I also think I am addicted to wedding receptions. So much fun. Excited that I get to go to one in a couple weeks and to see my adorable niece and finally-embracable sister. I love how my family has come together, not only for me but I think for all of us, in the last year or two. Finally everybody is someone likable, and everyone gets along with everyone else. I mean, we're still your average dysfunctional family, but all the love around us is something I've realized is brilliant and beautiful and I will miss them when I actually move and STAY at school.
Questions of the moment....
to try to learn spanish, or not to try and learn spanish?
to go to san fran, or georgia, or kansas...or not?
to travel abroad spring break, or take it a little easier since i have no job?
Really want a hot stone massage. And a coach wallet. Yeah, I'm a SoCal girl, no idea when that happened. There are a LOT of ways that someone can be spoiled... and I am a lot of them. I am extremely lucky, I don't have to worry about things, I am given a lot, expected relatively little of (as far as giving back), and I am surrounded with an incredible amount of love... the best dysfunctional friends and family ever ;)
Ok so as you can tell I'm at home doing nothing for a while. Hence the long post. Sorry. But you know what this means? Everyone should come visit me. Just drop in and say hi whenever. Text first if you want. I will be sitting around probably marathoning FRIENDS or some other random TV show I now own. And would love a little contact and company! ADIOS!