Deaf.

So I just got over tonsillitis, and I had an ear infection with it. I couldn't hear very well out of my left ear. Well I've gotten over tonsillitis with the antibiotics I was given, and my ear is still deaf. In fact, it's spread to both my ears. So now I'm deaf in both of my ears, and it's torture. It's just like constantly having ear plugs in your ears. I can barely hear someone when they're standing right next to me. I hate it. I went to the clinic today, and the doctor gave me some nasal spray, but I have a feeling it won't work. Crap.

Hmm...

Do you ever get that feeling when you're anxious? Or when you're worried about something and you wish wish wish you knew for sure things were going to be okay and nothing was going to change? Or when you know something that will tear your world apart is going to happen sooner or later and you can't do a thing about it? Well that's how I feel right now.

Tonsillitis

Okay so I was sitting around yesterday wondering why I might be so sick and I had a thought. I might have tonsillitis. So I looked at my throat and then I read in the health book and found that I had all the symptoms of it. So I decided to go to the clinic just to make sure. Sure enough, the doctor told me I had tonsillitis, and gave me a perscription for some meds. Pretty good self-diagnosis I'd say.

The Half-Blood Prince

I went to see the latest Harry Potter movie yesterday. I thought it was amazing. The night before, I had a Harry Potter marathon with a few of my friends. I never realized how bad the acting is in the first movie. It is SO BAD. Anyway, The Half-Blood Prince was exceptionally amazing. It was so much easier to relate to, as they threw in all the troubles of the teen years in there.
Also, I am really sick. I feel like dying.
Fantastic.

Greetings From Bed...

Well I don't really have anything to write. I'm just lying in bed doing nothing.
Do you ever think about if people saw different colours differently? Like for example if I saw the colour red as red, and someone else saw it as the colour yellow, but still called it red? Do you get me? Probably not. I'm not skilled in explaining complicated concepts. It also might be the reason some people say two colours match perfectly, but other people say it's hideous. I don't know. Maybe I'm crazy. Probably. Anyway I'm off to bed. G'night homeslices.

Hel-lo Overreaction.

Today I was sitting on the couch with Landon, when my dad asked me to do something in the kitchen, so as I was getting up to go do said task, I had my phone in my hand and was finishing texting someone. Not wanting to take my phone in the kitchen, I attempted to throw it over the couch, over the vase of flowers, and at Landon so he would catch it. I failed, however, and my throw ended up being too short. It hit the vase, not knocking it over or breaking it, but just knocking some petals off of the already half-dead flowers. My father, witnessing the whole shabang, proceeded to call me an idiot for doing this. As I followed him into the kitchen, he yelled at me even more for being so stupid and giving me the if-that-vase-had-broken-you-would-have-to-buy-your-mother-a-new-one routine. As I was in the kitchen doing whatever he asked me to do before, he muttered 'jerk' under his breath and crashed the pots and pans and such around while making dinner. Is this small accident worth this large outcome? I do not think so. I do not think so one bit.

Holy Moses

Okay so my mother wants me to print some photos with photo paper. It doesn't work with the dumb Picasa program that's good for nothing anyway, so I had to use the Windows program. It asked for the size and type of paper and all that shiznat, so I selected what I use and clicked print. It took like ten flippin' minutes to print it. Not even printing it, actually, just preparing to print it. Then another two minutes to print it. I don't know why I'm writing about this. Whatever. Now y'all know.

L'Bondage.

So I was in the car today with Josie and Holly (my friends) and we were talking about how Landon (my boyfriend), and Joe (my other friend), and me all have bumps on the back of our heads. Personally I think it's just part of the skull and that there's nothing to worry about. Josie thinks we should all get it checked out because she is paranoid for us. That is all.

What the Douche?

Hey everyone. My first blog. Well techinically it isn't; I had a blog before, but I forgot my password and when I entered my email for them to send it to me, nothing happened. Therefore I started again. Anyhoo on with my day.
Okay well it wasn't today.
A few days ago I went into DQ looking for a job and I handed my crisp resume to the manager, and he asked me if I had food safe and that I needed it within 3 months of working there. I think that is the most unnecessary thing ever. It made me laugh. Not to his face, of course, I didn't want to completely ruin my chances of getting the job. I didn't even want to work in the kitchen! Just at the till and to make ice cream and drinks and stuff for people. Dumb? Yes.