Almost there.

Almost to a little bit of freedom! 5 days till I get to go home for my beloved Spring Break. Classes are certainly going to be crazy this week:

Monday - French vocab quiz, Western Civ quiz

Tuesday - another English essay assigned

Wednesday - another French vocab quiz, probably a Government pop quiz

Thursday - English essay due

Friday - if I don't have a Government quiz Wednesday, I will Friday

So it's gonna be a fairly busy week, but at least there are no tests. And I get to hang out with my friend Chelsea tomorrow afternoon, so that's something nice to look forward to!

Plus there's lots of good TV: Brothers & Sisters tonight, The Bachelor finale tomorrow (during which the new cast of Dancing with the Stars will be announced), The Secret Life of the American Teenager and Make It or Break It (which I will watch Tuesday afternoon online because they come on the same time as The Bachelor), The Biggest Loser Tuesday night (finally back from the Olympics hiatus), two new episodes of Law and Order SVU Wednesday (also finally back from Olympics hiatus), and Grey's Anatomy and Private Practice on Thursday. :)

Wow...writing that all makes me seem really obsessed with TV! :P

So I haven't been paying attention to the Olympics basically at all the past couple of weeks, but I really had nothing else to watch so this afternoon I turned on the US/Canada Men's Hockey gold medal game. Oh man! Talk about nail-biting. Poor Ryan Miller, to miss a save in overtime in a game like that? But major props to Zach Parise for tying up the game with 24.4 seconds left in regulation and getting us to overtime.

Anyway, it feels pretty cool that I'm already at the halfway point in the semester. Can't believe tomorrow is March 1st, but may March finally bring some warm weather!

Praying

Praying for the entire West Coast and Pacific as they brace under the impact of the tsunami waves.

Praying for Chile as they try to recover from the devastating 8.8 magnitude earthquake. We know Haiti is in bad shape, and this earthquake was much worse.

Praying for Marie Osmond and her family, as they deal with the suicide of her son, Michael.

Praying for the family of Layla Grace, a 2-year-old girl in her last days of fighting Stage 4 Neuroblastoma.

Sometimes it seems like bad things come in waves, piling on top of each other so they hit us all at the same time. It's heartbreaking.

There's so much to be praying for today. Lord, be near to us all.

Short

I got a 96 on my French test.
Finally met one of the other kids who is using my Western Civ notes, Kyle.
He's nice.
I feel like crap.
So nauseous.
My feet are killing me.
One week till Spring Break!

One

That's how many essays got an A in my English class this week.

And guess who got the only A.





ME!

*grins*  My professor started off the class with this long rant about how our essays sucked, and I was thinking "What? I liked my essay.  Mom said it was good."  Then she said that a handful of people did well, but that there was only one A.  And I thought "Oh man, I hope I at least got a B. Which should be an A because my essay was good."  Then she started talking some more and handing out the essays and when she got to me she said, "Don't hate" and pointed at me and said "only A again."  RELIEF!  Personally, I thought it should've been higher because I got an A- for content and B+ for editing, and she marked on my paper like three times.  But whatever, I was NOT about to complain! 

Finally she stopped ranting at us and let us get to proofreading the rough draft that was due today.  Afterwards, the guy who sits behind me and was in my proofreading group asked me if I had to go to the Writing Center or if I could just write like that on my own, and I told him I did it myself, and then he asked me if I could help him with his writing.  That surprised me because he's always been a jerk to me, but I said sure and gave him my cell and dorm numbers and my email.  So that was kind of cool.  I like helping people.  And I like knowing people want my help, too.  I hope that doesn't sound egotistical.... :)

Lots of yay!

Yay #1: I got a 93 on my Western Civ test!
Yay #2: Mom got me an appointment with the orthopedic doc who did my knee surgeries to get my feet looked at over Spring Break!
Yay #3: My 9:30 Economics class is cancelled tomorrow!
Yay #4: Holly got a job at Chili's!!!

I'll be getting my French test back on Friday. I know I got an A on it, just waiting to see the specific grade.

I already finished my essay for English that's due tomorrow, and frankly, I think I'm just gonna take a shower and go to bed. Kind of can't wait for the Olympics to be over so I can get my NBC shows back (The Biggest Loser and Law & Order: SVU).

Gasp!

For the first time since 2010 started, I went through a day without blogging! *heart attack* I know, I know...you're just as upset as I am.

So anyway, yesterday, I went to the orthodontist to et an impression for my new retainer. They're mailing it to me. The price on my specific kind of retainer just went up from $150 to $200 this week and when I heard that I kind of freaked out because I have to pay for Holly's and my hotel in Charlotte. But the finance lady at the office said since the price just went up yesterday and they had quoted me in the computer for $150, she'd charge me that. I was majorly relieved.

We had a massive rainstorm for most of the ride, but I made it back in time to get to Government and Western Civ. Awesome news of the day: I got a 94 on my Government test when I was expecting to get closer to an 80! Then, I had Western Civ and I think I did really well on that test, too. I should find out tomorrow what my grade is.

Today, I found out in Economics that my professor probably won't have our tests graded till next Thursday because he's traveling and has other tests and blah blah blah. For once, I was having a really hard time staying awake in that class. Then, I went to English and turned in my second big essay, listened to my teacher ramble, and for the first time, she actually gave us a specific topic for our next rough draft, and of course it's the most bizarre topic ever. Oh well, I'll force something out, as usual. I also had to go to my French professor's office to finish a small section of the test that they did in class yesterday, but it literally took like 5 minutes.

I still feel like crap today, and I have a new nasty cough to boot. And my feet are in excruciating, throbbing pain. I don't know why it's all of a sudden so much worse, but I'm going to tell my mom I need to get checked out over Spring Break. I just can't take it anymore.

Yay. French homework.

Party was awesome.

Didn't take pictures.
Somehow have a cold.
Don't feel good at all.
Love the Olympics!
Started talking about my future wedding.
Want each bridesmaid to wear a different color and have Gerber daisies.
In case you were wondering.
Which you probably weren't.
Tired.
Good night!

Impeccable

I seriously have fantastic timing.
I'm used to getting sick every February. It's like clockwork.
But what's the one weekend I get sick this month?
The weekend of Chelsea's shower.
Of course.
So I sadly haven't been a whole lot of help today. But my mom understands.
The good news is: PARTY TOMORROW! :)

Stupid Lidocaine.

So I went to the ENT today.
My doc looked at the scan, and she said that she can't even tell if the cyst is actually there, because the scan isn't that great for looking at that, but even if the cyst is there, it's nothing to worry about.
So yay!!!! No more medical drama for me.
Here's something funny, though. There was one level in the bloodwork that was in my report that was super high - like the normal range was 0.9-2.9 and my level was 7.3. We had no idea what is was so we asked her, and she goes, "Uh, yeah, you have allergies." Big shocker.

Anyway, she shoved Lidocaine strips to look up my nose, and said that my sinuses looked the best they have in ages. Yay for that, too! But the lidocaine first made my nose numb (duh) and then when it wore off, I started sneezing like crazy and have been sneezing for six and a half hours straight. My sinuses are burning. What fun. But at least I know that everything is good.

Okay, I'm taking a shower and going to bed. After my appointment we ran a bunch of errands, so I'm tired. And God knows my mom is going to wake us up at some ungodly hour tomorrow for party prep. ;)

2 down, 1 to go.

Economics test was pretty easy. I'm expecting that I'll get a good grade.
One more test tomorrow, and in approximately 15 hours I will be on my way to Kinston. FREEEEEEEEEEE.

I hope my doc will give me some insight into these headaches, along with info about the cyst. Crab legs for dinner tomorrow. Then party prep, party prep, and more party prep on Saturday. But best of all...

I get to see my doggies! :)

I should review my French again for the test tomorrow, but instead, I think I'll finish watching Private Practice and go to sleep. Were you aware I have a headache? ;)

Rough day.

I let myself oversleep.
The dining hall people who are only open certain hours wouldn't unlock the doors on time.
Forgot to type up my dialogue for French.
Guy I was doing dialogue with screwed up, and I don't know if that affects my grade.
My blue highlighter somehow came uncapped and leaked all over my purse, through to the outside.
That blister on my foot is burning and a band-aid won't stay on it.
I was an idiot last night and decided to stand on my rolling desk chair to get something to copy on my printer that I can't reach, fell off it, and hurt my back.
Forgot about an essay due tomorrow till 6:00 tonight, and it took me almost 3 hours to write it.
POUNDING. HEADACHE.

Many lessons to be learned here, eh? Numero uno: Don't stand on things that roll!

The good news is my Government test was easier than I expected. And my Economics test tomorrow will be a piece of cake.

And I wondered why my foot was burning.

It's because I have a gigantic blister right next to the callus underneath my big toe on my right foot. And I think part of it is a blood blister. I was wondering why walking made my foot burn all day today. That'd be why.

I was having some bizarre dreams last night. For one, I am repeatedly having dreams that I'm pregnant but I'm not showing and don't "feel pregnant" (whatever that means) and last night, for some reason I went to the doctor and she told me that she couldn't give me an ultrasound because if I was pregnant I was past 25 weeks and ultrasounds are bad for babies past 25 weeks. WHAT?!

Then, all of a sudden, I'm in my old middle school and I'm going to the cafeteria and this really mean girl I went to school with gets all mad because she thinks I cut in front of her in line, and so she gets various other mean girls to come and harass me and they think I'm the mean one because I was so rude to cut in front of her. I keep trying to tell them that I wasn't trying to cut in front of her, and they start pushing me so I run to the bathroom. And then for some reason I decide to take all my clothes off like I think that will hide me. So now I'm naked in my old middle school. And I walk into a classroom and my media teacher from high school is there teaching kids math and ask her for a way out.

The third dream, all I remember is that I was wandering through this old house trying to find some CDs and that there was a kid getting eaten by blue worm parasites. Weird night.

Government test tomorrow. I studied as much as I could before I felt like my head was going to explode. Nervous. Ironic, since that's my major, and I feel a billion times more prepared for the Economics test on Thursday, and I originally didn't want to take that class. Then, I have a French test on Friday (piece of cake) at 12, and Holly's picking me up at 1 to go to Kinston to my ENT, and Mom is meeting us there. Then, it's home for the weekend! Yay!

The Aftermath

Today, I woke up with a rebound headache so bad I started crying.
Such is the aftermath of finally getting completely off narcotics.
I hope tomorrow is a better day.
Sorry I don't have anything to say.

Free at last, free at last!

Thank God Almighty, I am free at last!

Narcotic free, that is.
After 6 months and 2 days of being physically addicted to painkillers, I am on them no longer. It's not long compared to how long some people can be addicted to them, but for me, the past 6 months have been some of the hardest months of my life.
And by taking myself off of narcotics finally, I am regaining strength.

Happy Valentine's Day to all!

Such a Treat

My mom really is my best friend. No, we don't have the perfect relationship, and of course we fight, but 99% of the time we get along (especially now that I'm out of the house!) smashingly. So getting to spend about 24 hours with her by myself and not in a hospital was an amazing treat. I guess God knew I was homesick and needed a pick-me-up, huh? ;)

We stayed up late talking last night, even though most of it was that we couldn't get comfortable sharing a double bed. LOL! We slept late and then got up and went to this tiny little Italian restaurant. It took us a little while to find it because my mom couldn't remember where she saw it yesterday, but when we finally did, it was so good. Then, we went to the hospital to pick up a copy of my CT scan from last week so we can take it to my ENT on Friday. After that, we went to Walmart and Mom bought some baby stuff for Chelsea's shower next weekend, and I bought a little bit of food, two magazines, a pool cue, and some chalk and tips. We put a new tip on the dorm's cue, and then played two games. Oh my! It is so much easier to make shots when the cue ball actually goes where you aim for it to because the ball won't roll off the tip. Yes, my mom won both games since she was playing with a good stick, but she didn't beat me by much! Oh, and I got Girl Scout Cookies! MMMMMMMMM.

She left at 4:30 and I've just been hanging out since. I'm currently watching The Princess Diaries 2: Royal Engagement to pass the time.

I found out my ENT appointment is at 3:30 on Friday, and Holly is going to come pick me up and we'll meet my mom in Kinston. This means I can take my French test on time and have one less thing to make up between missing that day and the following Monday. That was good news.

I feel like I'm about to enter finals week. I have a Western Civ quiz on Monday, a Government test on Wednesday, an Economics test on Thursday, that French test on Friday, and a Western Civ test the following Monday (which I will be taking Tuesday). Crazy. I should probably be studying or reading for some of that, but I just don't want to. There is tomorrow. ;)

Stupid dryers still aren't fixed.

6 days to home!
28 days to Charlotte!

Best Surprise EVER!

Guess who showed up at my dorm today...

My mommy!

:)  She came to eat dinner with me on her way home from her workshop and decided to spend the night because it started snowing.  SO COOL.  We played pool for three hours.  We're going to buy me a real pool cue tomorrow because I'm semi-good now, but the pool cue that's here sucks royally.

Something else cool was we met a girl, Rebekah, in the lobby while we were playing, and she and her friend started telling me about Pep Band, and I think I'm going to start playing the trombone again and join next year.  She said that they really need trombone players, and that the band director will let me rent out a trombone so I can get used to playing again.  And then we realized how small of a world it is....Rebecca is from New Bern, where my mom teaches.  Her brother was in my mom's class last semester, as was her best friend the year before.  She came to my high school for a band competition years ago, and she's seen Matt at various college band things.  How weird!  We ended up talking to her for two hours.  It's crazy what God can do, huh?

Okay, I'm really tired.  Thank God it's Friday.

Burning

My sinuses are burning.
This sucks.
And stupid campus doc won't give me another antibiotic.
8 days till I get to go to my ENT, whom I love.

I realized I have officially survived my first month at college. Woo hoo!

Chelsea's had a bad stomachache today, and of course my mom is out of town for a workshop tomorrow, and so she was freaking out thinking she was going into labor, and Blake wasn't moving much. And she wouldn't quit texting me about it, like she was expecting me to do something, even though my grandma was there with her, and probably still is. I know she's scared, and I just kept trying to remind her that stressing would be worse for Blake, but if she was that scared, to jsut go to the hospital, and she knows that if she really was in labor, Mom would turn around and go home. Did I mention it sucks being two and a half hours away from everything? Sorry, I'm ranting. Nobody probably even cares about this.

I got a 100 on my Econ quiz! And an A- on my first English essay! (Should've been an A, but whatever). And I've gotten a 100 on every one of my Western Civ quizzes. So I'd say grades are good right now. :)

I'm having bizarre dreams lately. And still insanely tired. all. the. time. No matter how much sleep I get.

And I apologize for being so whiny lately. I'm trying not to, but I'm just so tired of feeling like crap.

I need to do French homework.

Plans

I like plans. I don't do well with not knowing when things are going to happen. Pop quizzes? So not my thing. Dr. Yonai, my Economics professor, doesn't make them completely "pop", as in he tells us which week they are, but not whether they're on Tuesday or Thursday. And Dr. Schroeder, my Government professor, calls his quizzes pop quizzes but it's ended up being a quiz basically every Wednesday. Haha.

This is why it's good to know that I am going to see my ENT in Kinston next Friday. Hopefully she'll be able to tell me what this cyst is, why it's there, and if it's dangerous. Plus, I can warn my professors. And hey, Friday and the next Monday off? SWEET! ;)

I had to write a really stupid essay tonight. "______ is the poster child for _______." I picked John Edwards and bad husband/father. Usually, writing essays is really easy for me, but for some reason, I could not get the words to come tonight. All I could think about was meeting the minimum word count, 500. 500 words took me forever, can you believe it? But I finally managed to pull it off. Thank heavens.

You wanna know what's not good? When 3 out of the 4 dryers in a dorm laundry room breaks. That means there are 4 washers and 1 dryer for 120 girls. It's bad enough when there are 4 washers and 4 dryers for 120 girls. With 1 dryer that means I'm so not going to be able to do my laundry. It could be up to a week before they're fixed, too. Just super, huh?

Okay, watching an SVU I haven't seen before and going to bed. Still wanting my headache to go away. 6 days and counting.

Here I Go Again

UPDATE 8:00 pm: Okay, so I'm not going to Duke. My mom really thinks it wouldn't get me anywhere. However, she is going to call my ENT in the morning and see if they can fit me in on Monday. So we'll see. It's nice to know I don't have to go to Duke tonight.

ORIGINAL POST:

I went to the infirmary today because I haven't been feeling any better despite being on an antibiotic for a week, and I'm super nauseous like all the time, so I wanted to see if I could get a new antibiotic and more Phenergan (I ran out the other day). Well, the infirmary doc tells me he doesn't think I have a sinus infection right now, just according to the CT results, I have signs of chronic sinus infections in the past. He also told me that there's a cyst in the sinus cavity way in the back of my nose, pretty much next to my brain. I don't know why the ER docs didn't tell me that last week, since they were the ones who found it in my CT and even put it in the report. Basically, he wants me to get to Duke ASAP.

So I called my mom as soon as I got out of the infirmary and told her everything. She said that she would finish her work, talk to Holly and come up with a plan, and then call me back.

Well, half an hour ago she still hadn't called me so I called her. Chelsea texted me back and asked if I was trying to get up with Mom. Turns out the reason she hadn't called was because she and Chelsea were at the hospital getting monitoring for Blake. Nothing wrong, but he wasn't moving at Chelsea's doctor appointment so they sent her to the hospital to check on him.

She should be calling me any time. I'm trying not to worry. I'm trying to be calm...It's just hard. Just pray this is minor and the doctor overreacted. I don't think I can take something else going wrong this year.

Who am I?

I'm the girl who...

...will be loyal to the very end.
...loves with everything she has, no matter what.
...doesn't mind making a fool out of herself, if she can make people laugh.
...has big hopes and dreams for the future.
...knows that unrequited teenage love is just as real as adult, married love.
...has a major sweet tooth.
...gets embarrassed when people tell her she's amazing for all the medical stuff she's been through.
...wants to go back to Paris one day.
...has trust issues.
...is about to become an aunt, and is so excited about it.
...likes to write stories, but often suffers from writer's block.
...loves a good political argument, as long as the other person really knows what they're talking about.
...remembers random, unimportant things.
...dreams about her future wedding, and hopes and prays she'll find her Prince Charming.
...wants to be a mom one day, because her mom has shown her what a good mom is and can be, no matter the situation.
...has a fascination with baby names.
...loves her mom more than anyone in the world.

(I got this idea from my friend Mandy's blog. Thanks, Mandy!)

Super Bowl, you say.

Why, this is the first I've heard of it!
;)
I've never really been into NFL football.
College football, I love. NFL football, not so much.
Just never raised to care about it.
I guess that's what I get growing up in a house of females.
So instead of watching the Super Bowl, I slept (stupid headache), read for Western Civ (quiz tomorrow, like every Monday), and am now watching The Sound of Music (though I should probably be taking a shower).

Congrats to the New Orleans Saints. Facebook and Twitter tell me they won.

12 days to home. Can you tell I'm excited? :) I can't wait to see how big Chelsea's gotten! She told me last week that she was starting to get uncomfortable. My response? "Hahaha, and you still have six weeks left!" :) I'm her sister; it's my job to tease her.

Boo.

I didn't get out of bed pretty much all day.
Like not till 4:30 pm.
Stupid head of mine.
So there's really nothing to write about.
I've got a lot of reading to do tomorrow.
And laundry.
And dishes.
Oh. Joy.
At least it stopped raining. And didn't snow.

Tell me something funny. I need to laugh.

***Update: 11:55 pm: I may be crazy, but I'm doing laundry now. I'm obviously not going to sleep for a while, and the beautiful thing about doing laundry at midnight is that all the machines are empty, so you can do all your loads at once! :)

Lake Superior

Apparently my campus has been transported there. It's been pouring all day long, and I can't walk outside without being instantly soaked from head to toe. And it's FREEZING. Not to mention the knock-you-over wind that's been added to the already wondrous combination.

Plus, Campbell thought it'd be fun to rip up the sidewalk straight in the middle of my path between my dorm and classes, so by the time I got back this afternoon, my shoes covered in mud and grass and dirt. I washed my tennis shoes today, people. I'm just getting used to doing my own laundry every week; I've never washed my tennis shoes!

So I went and bought a new umbrella today, for obvious reasons. I borrowed my friend's to get to the bookstore and class, thank heavens, since she doesn't have class on Fridays. I hadn't even gotten from the bookstore to class before the umbrella had busted, and they're not even a football field away from each other! It still works, but when it flipped inside out because of the wind and I flipped it back, one of the metal prongs somehow got deformed and so now on one side the rain falls straight down on my leg instead of out like te arch is supposed to make it go. Stupid Campbell. Can't even sell good umbrellas when we're in North Carolina.

My mom's best friend Rachel is 39 weeks pregnant today. But she's already 3 centimeters dilated, so the chances of her making it to next Friday are slim to none. She's been saying she's sick of being pregnant for like 3 weeks, so I bet she'll go mad if she somehow actually does make it another week. Her daughter Abby turns 1 on Sunday. Wouldn't it be something if Hannah came on Abby's birthday? :)

Chelsea will be 35 weeks on Monday. Two weeks till I get to go home for the weekend for her shower! :) Rachel says she plans on coming, as long as she feels well. She's crazy, but she loves my mom.

Tomorrow is my two and a half year "anniversary" with Scarlet Grey. :) And exactly five weeks from tomorrow, I will be meeting them. You have no idea how badly I've wanted this for so long. They're not just some band I like; they're my friends. (Let's just hope and pray Blake doesn't pick that day or the day before to come!)

(This part will make JD smile.) I got a 99 on my French test. Woot woot! I would've gotten 100, but I could not remember for the life of me the past participle of avoir. It's an "irregular" verb, so that's why I had trouble. But now I know. Eu!

I'm cold. And tired. And my head hurts. There was something else that I was going to blog about, but I forgot. So bonne nuit! Buenas noches! Good night, and good luck.

Tired

That's me.
All.
The.
Time.
24/7/365.
No matter how much sleep I get.
My mom says it's because of the seizure and thyroid meds I'm on.
But it sucks.
I barely have any energy.
Blah.

Today's my little cousin Brianna's birthday.  Except she's not so little anymore.  She's 11.  In August, she'll be in middle school. WOW.

The note-taking job pays $100 for the semester. Not as much as I expected, but hey, it's $100 I wouldn't have otherwise.

And today I got my tickets from my mailbox for Charlotte next month! :) Don't know how long they've been sitting there, but it couldn't have been that long since they were just shipped last Wednesday. I've been waiting to meet Scarlet Grey for two and a half years...I can't believe the day is so close. 37 days and counting.

I watched an old video of Oprah interviewing Heath Ledger, Jake Gyllenhaal, Michelle Williams, and Anne Hathaway today. I now have a burning desire to finally watch Brokeback Mountain. I've loved Heath Ledger since the first timed I watched 10 Things I Hate About You. It's so sad that he died so young, more for his daughter than anyone.

I am freakishly cold today. I haven't taken off my hoody all day, except for the few minutes after I first walk into a building, because the change from the 40something degree weather outside to the 70something temperature inside makes me hot, but only for a few minutes. Then, I'm shivering again. Which is bizarre since I don't have a fever. If you knew me in real life, you'd know I'm usually the hottest (temperature wise!) person around.

One final thought.

Thank God tomorrow's Friday.

Money, money, money, money! MONEY!

I got a cool surprise today. My Western Civ professor, Dr. Stanke (and yes, she gave us full permission to make fun of her name), asked me if I'd be willing to be a note-taker for this deaf/mute kid, James, that sits next to me. He has a sign-language translator in class, but she can't translate fast enough to go through every detail that my professor talks about. I said sure. I just have to go copy all the notes I already have, fill out some paperwork, and get a special carbon-copy notebook that has a carbon copy sheet behind each page of the notebook so that as I take notes, it automatically makes a copy for James. Here's what they (the professor and translator) then told me.

I get paid for it!!

I don't know how much yet, but this is a dream job for a college student. Getting paid for something you would be doing anyway, can it get any better? :)

My mom and I didn't think we'd be able to afford to get me a car this summer (without calling my grandfather, at least *shudders*), and with this money, the chances are much higher! Yay! *dances*

(And before you guys think I am the most shallow person alive, I would do it without the money incentive. I know how bad it can be to have disabilities and disadvantages, and I can't even imagine what this kid goes through.)

On another note, bad news is that I have to miss a day of classes to go to my orthdontist to get a new impression to replace my retainer. I set it up the Monday after Chelsea's baby shower, February 22nd, since I'd be home anyway. Just my luck, eh? Oh well.

I tried.

I tried to make it through classes today. I got up and went to breakfast like I usually do on Tuesdays and Thursdays. I went to Economics thinking things would be okay today.

But not long before Econ finished, I started tasting acid in my throat. Then one of the worst waves of nausea I've had in a long time hit. It took everything I had not to get up and run out of class. I was that afraid I was going to puke. And I knew I would if I didn't get an anti-nausea pill from my room.

But I knew I didn't want to miss the information about the essay being assigned in English, so I went by there, and found a girl who offered to call me with the info.

It was a miracle that I didn't puke while trying to do that.

I came back, took my pill, and crashed. all. afternoon. I still don't feel well, but I can't afford to miss classes tomorrow.

At least I have chocolate donuts for breakfast tomorrow to look forward to. (Did I mention I love my dorm? :))

Stupid Biggest Loser. Why are they replaying last week's episode and delaying the new episode by an hour? Now, I have to stay up an extra hour.

Eventful, to say the least.

Eventful describes my day.
I almost passed out a few minutes after CUW started.
Paramedics were called.
Started feeling like I was going to puke.
Everything was normal, but my heartrate wouldn't slow down.
Was recommended to go to the local ER.
I did.
Spent four hours there.
Talked to my mom throughout that time.
Found out a stupid severe sinus infection was the cause of everything.
Waited 45 minutes for my CUW professor to come pick me up.
Went to the pharmacy to get my prescription filled.
Waited for it.
Came back to the dorm.
Answered phone calls from my great-uncle's friend in the administration who somehow found out about this.
Talked to my mom.
And then tried to relax.
And did homework for tomorrow.

SO glad it was nothing major. I had another nightmare that my shunt was failing last night, so when this happened I got really afraid because my headache has been worse than usual the past few days. But they did a CT scan and once I knew that was normal, I could breathe. Hah, at least I managed to go a whole three weeks without having to call an ambulance. That's almost a record for me. ;)

So I missed a test and quiz today. Now I have to figure out when I can go make those up.

That was my day...Here's to hoping tomorrow will be normal. :)