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Aug 23, 2005 01:04

I hate the word "diagnosis". seriously, what good has ever come from someone being diagnosed with anything. don't answer that. it's just a pain in the butt. and you were fine before it and whatever. it's not even...helpful.

my mom decided that by "routine physical" i meant "gynocological exam". that was a nice surprise. i literally did not know until i got into the room. not the waiting room, the actual...room room. needless to say, i was pretty pissed. not that i don't think it's a good idea, but come on. help a sista out, she coulda told me.

and i love that doctor's information is now replaced with a good ole "go check it out on the web".

it's weird how a "diagnosis" can change how you think of yourself, even though no one else can see it. it feels like they can.

my mom and i got thai food, probably the prettiest restaurant ever.




And ramón and I got a 13 year old DRUNK. We contributed to the deliquency of a minor...while still being minors ourselves. and we taught them how to smoke ciggarettes. oops.
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