So Christmas eve I was lucky enough to have emergency surgery to remove my appendix...that was exactly how I wanted to spend my Christmas, in the hospital. Woot! The good thing is that my mom came in that day and met me at the hospital about a half hour after I went in. The surgeon yelled at me for being a smoker because apparently we heal twice ( Read more... )

So, I cleaned up my friends and for the life of me I cannot remember who a lot of people are...I know that I used to comment on their journals and such and that we're mutual friends, but I just can't remember who the fuck anyone is...lame.  I blame it on the fact that I disappeared for forever and a half...maybe I'll figure it out in time, but it's ( Read more... )

I've realized that school starts on the 7th...I was planing on going home for a week from the 3rd until the 10th...I can't go before because I don't get vacation from work until after the 1st of the year...Steph's coming down then because Kevin leaves...I think Jenn was taking off work so she could hang with us...fuck my life.  I suppose I could be ( Read more... )

I'm no longer posting here...tough cookies for you.


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so i finally made myself a new wallpaper. it's pretty. i'm a fan.

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I was going through old entries, and found this: Nonsequetors by me compiled by Steph ( Read more... )

I've finally decided what I want to be when I grow up. I want to be a medical examiner. That means, I get to do the autopsies on the dead people. This also means that I have to go to medical school. Me. Oy vey. I'm going to be a doctor. When the fuck did that happen? But it's kinda exciting none the less.

And for my amusement:

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you know what...? i'm super bored. so here's ( this )

Human Trafficking: Child Sexual SlaveryWhen you think about slavery, what’s the image that appears in your mind? I’m gonna go out on a limb and say that your mental image probably has an African-American standing in a large field on a southern plantation. That’s the slavery of our forefather Abraham Lincoln’s time. Today, in the here and now, “U ( Read more... )

Hey look...I'm alive...score ( Read more... )