It looks like mono, it feels like tonsilitis, and it sounds like strep, but it is in fact a "bacterial infection" in my tonsils. At least i don't have mono. I am, though, missing my third day of school now, and i'm getting quite restless. I'm sick of being at home, but this is a "recovery period" and i'm tired of recovering. I want to get out there and run around like a lunatic. I'm ready to bounce off the walls and wrestle in the park and wear myself out till i'm so tired that i can't remember my own name.... but apparently this is how i got in my current condition. i find that hard to believe. I"m thinking that bacteria doesn't just emerge when you get worn out. Were that the case, i should already be dead. I want to go to the Friday thing tomorrow, but i don't think my oh so concerned mother is going to allow me to do such. Which sucks. I miss Ev...

Either my luck is horrendous, or all of humanity has a very bitter resentment toward me. See, i got off easy in that i don't have mono. (though its still an unfun infection leaving the worst imaginable taste in my mouth.) so i need antibiotics, right? right. my doctor calls and gives us the info. so we wait for the perscription to be forwarded to my pharmacy. and we wait, and wait,.... and wait. after a few hours we realize that nobody ever called my perscription in. All the while, this infection is spreading and attacking my other tonsil. Beautiful. At that rate, i figured that i would need surgery before they even got me my meds. So i finally get them, hours later, and what should i find, but that they are the size of small children... keep in mind i can't swallor. But its alright if i ignore the stinging sensation.

Everybodies talking about the Passion. I on the other hand, was violently ill the day they all went to see it, and thus have nothing to say on the matter. Maybe in a few weeks when theaters have cleared out. In the mean time, i'm going to go watch more disney originals until my eyeballs finally go on strike against me. i bid you *bows* adeiu

Contrary to popular belief, i am not dying. I'm just quite sick. Probably mono. They're just not sure. Yet. They drained me dry, you know, all that blood i don't need to live... I hate having blood taken. To say the least, i was puking up bile after i got out of the shower, before i nearly passed out.... i'm quite ill. There were some miscommunitactions and half my friends thought i was in the emergency room dying. This was not the case, but it was cleared up when 7 people came to see if i'm okay. If its mono, i probably got it from Chad, who has had mono and could never keep his story straight so i didn't even know... Beautiful. I'm not happy at all. Now all my kids are at risk, and i have to choose between quitting my job and getting the kids sick. My moms kind of pissed at me... because its my fault and all. i'm not exactly happy about it either. This was the last thing i needed two and a half weeks before the 9 week period ended. Considering i'm failing government. Quite unhappy. But i suppose what will come will come, and like all my other horrible illnesses, it will pass. i'm tired now, so i'll see you kids on the flip side. ta

Success is mine. I have finally found a way to access this thing, through, not my own computer of course, but the schools database. It’s sad when you have to write in your journal at school because your computer hates you. At any rate, I received a very serious letter today and it made me think. I don’t watch myself. I think I’ve probably always been like that. I am extremely paranoid for a long, long time, but once I finally break out of my shell, I find it hard to crawl back in. I’m sure I can, but I need to start keeping an eye on myself again before things go a way I don’t want them to go.

In the past week or so, I have had person upon person ask me about baptism, mostly questions that I could only answer had I already been baptized, which I have not. Still, I try to answer their questions, but I’m not very smart, and I end up sounding like a poorly trained foreign exchange student speaking a bunch of infantile rambling. Yes, I know, I’m famous for it. But I don’t want to tell somebody something wrong, you know. I don’t much care for looking like a babbling moron (which I do more often than not) and I can’t really tell people the deep philosophical things I know they want to hear. I’m still a baby in this aspect of my life. Which I should fix…. Anyway, I can only really begin to explain it a little bit. What I figured out had nothing to do with my own intelligence. It was the Holy Spirit, and the goofy but wonderful person He used to beat some knowledge into this thick skull. I’ve been given many great gifts in the last two years, and only a week ago, talking to Wes, did I even begin to realize it. I haven’t thanked these people for all the great things they’ve given me, which I don’t by any means deserve, and I’m not feeling to hot about that. Senior speeches are in… 92 days? May 25th again, I think. That won’t be a painful day… (not the sarcasm) and I had planned on waiting till then to tell them, but is it really worth it to wait 3 months to tell people what they might need to hear now? I never know when to tell people, to thank them, for just being them. More often than not, I wait far too long. I’ll have to do something about that I suppose.

I don’t much care for this color…. And I don’t know how to change it, but all in time. I will conquer technology yet. I leave now. Until we meet again * bows *

So, yeah... I'm not sure why i chose to start a blog. I don't know if i'll even give the site name to anybody. not just yet anyway. If you find me, great. If not, thats okay too. I think i'm starting this b/c i'm tired of bolt and nobody ever being on and it constantly giving my computer virus upon virus. Or maybe i just needed a break from the drama of bolt. Thats all it is anymore. A whole lot of drama and pain and such. There are some good times, but meh.

I finished my childrens book finally. I wish i had a copy of it too. Its a good book. I'm tired of typing in here now. I'm going. Hopefully this lasts longer than my livejournal account....