First Night of Band, woo hoo

As the title says, tonight was the first night of band. Yay. I forgot how much I missed it. I haven't gotten too terribly bad at playing either. Luke and Cara are doing it again (two of the few people there that keep me sane). I'm so exhausted though. I'm just sick and tired and need to recover. I'm probably just going to not go to the rest of my work shifts. Piccolo lunch at Andrea and Stephanie's tomorrow. That's gonna be fun. I miss the gang. The rookies look cool this year. Better than the rookies in my class. Not that I don't like them, but there were a few... haha. This season looks like it's gonna be a blast. I hope I'm not too overloaded with classwork to enjoy myself. I'm tired. Bed now.

Tonsillepukingmygutsup

Pain has a new name, and it's called puking after you just had surgery in your throat. That's no fun, kids, so don't go trying it anytime soon.

Ahhh, much better

So I didn't sleep last night, I just sat there feeling like I was losing my head. The pain killer I was taking, Capital and Codeine, was making me go crazy. I was itching like crazy, I was hearing and seeing things that definitely weren't there, and I couldn't stop these crazy thoughts from coming at me. Luckily I found a bit of sanity to hold on to that held me through the night. It was totally a Sirius Black keeping sane in Azkaban moment. I'm so ready to go back to my apartment and get ready for fall semester. I'm so totally dropping a couple shifts at work and I might even drop a class to drop me down to 15 credits or so. I'll feel a bit lazy, but whatever, I need to freakin relax. Which class should I drop is the question though. I think I'd probably be happiest dropping my Islam class cause I know there's gonna be a lot of reading involved. And I don't want to spend my extra time reading. Plus that'd free up my mondays and wednesdays before linear algebra to do homework or study or what not. I think I'll do that. Yep, just dropped Hebrew and my Islam class. Sorry NELC department, I'm just not that dedicated. I picked up a Diff Eq class though. Hope it's not too much. Oh well, either way, I'm outta here!

oh damn

My tonsils are out. Got them out yesterday at 8. My doc told my mom that it went really smoothly. I don't believe the fucker cause I've never felt pain like I do now. It's hard enough to drink water. I haven't had food since tuesday at 11. And it was Taco Bell. I love their cheesy gordita crunches, I don't care what anyone says. Well, I'm gonna go. I still don't know where my wallet is, so I should try and track it down today.

Pre-op

So I have surgery tomorrow. At 8AM. I have to be at the hospital at 6:30AM. I kinda hate the world right now. That's far too early. I finally got my tattoo. It's the same as the picture I uploaded on here for myself. It's a triskele. It's hot. It's on my lower back. I think I have a crush. Well, more than a crush. I really like this guy, and it's weird. I've never felt the way I feel about him about anyone else. I could fall asleep playing with his hair... oh wait, I did that. Just being near him makes me comfortable. I'm probably overdramaticizing everything. He's just another guy. I meant to read a book today... shit. I'm gonna go now and get started on that.

Today is a day

I got hammered last night. I got to hang out with Mo before he left for Chicago, and that was fun. I wish I had gotten to spend more time with him, but I'm sure I'll see him around enough if he gets a job in Indy. My Arabic final is tomorrow, and I'm getting so nervous I'm getting sick. That's just no fun. I think I'm gonna get a tattoo tomorrow. I have some extra cash (for once), so I figure what the hell; I only live once.I got a chance to read today. A real book. Not Arabic or some sort of linguistics book. A real book. Harry Potter at that, haha. I'm such a little kid underneath it all. When I was drunk last night, I got on facebook (that's so effing stupid!), and I wrote some things in a message to someone that I shouldn't have (cause of course that's what you do when you're drunk on facebook). I could kick myself, but it was kinda something I needed/wanted to say. I do things I don't have the nerve or balls to do when I'm drunk. Like dance to Madonna.Jenny's coming here Monday, and I'm psyched. I haven't seen her in far too long. I remember letting her borrow my iPod, and she'd come back from her run laughing her ass off because I left it on a really gay song, like Reach by S-Club 7. I loved spring semester with her. It was basically the most fun I've ever had in my life. So, my roommate left the cable bill in the mailbox. It's probably overdue. I'm gonna kill him cause it's in my name. I'm not gonna let his fuck ups ruin my credit score.I'm really hungry, and the song Glow by Nelly Furtado is on. Perhaps I should dance like her in her music video Promiscuous. First I need to lose a little weight so I look anorexic, tan like hell get some hooker clothes that are so tight, I can only move a little bit. Then I'll dance like her. Don't get me wrong, I love her to death. I've just seen better music videos. I think I'm gonna cook something, but I'm not sure what to make. Maybe I'll just not eat anything and get a start on dancing like Ms. Furtado.My roommate took my finger nail clippers, and this fact disturbs me. I can hear my neighbor opening and closing his cabinets. I wonder who he is. I think he's a he. I'm not really sure, but it's an educated guess. I should introduce myself if I ever see her/him. I guess maybe I shouldn't be so quick to say it's a man or a woman. I think this is enough for today.

In the beginning

So this is my first lj entry. Woo hoo. I'm almost 20 years old and I have a livejournal. I feel like I'm at an AA meeting explaining all this. Obviously it is very clear that this is my first lj entry, seeing as there are none previous to it; so, I don't need to be telling anybody that.It's funny, Jenny, you've been telling me to get one of these, and I finally do. Like 6 months after the fact. I feel like I'm not trying to reach out to anyone specific (besides appeasing Jenny), so having one of these is completely cool.I fucking hate the summer. I can't even begin to explain the copious amounts of ass this summer has blown. I just want it all to be over so I can start fall semester. I have freaking 5 days after class and work is over to do whatever the hell I want, which isn't a decent amount of time at all. I get my tonsils out on the 16th, so I'm gonna be MIA for a while... well, drugged up on some sort of pain killer would be the more fitting phrase.I'm afraid I might lose my mind fall semester. I'm taking 18 credit hours, working 20 hours a week, and I have Marching Hundred, which sucks the life out of my saturday afternoons. If I can make it through this though, I think I could probably do anything. Except spin a clay pot.There we go, brief overview of my life thus far (not really, just how things are right now), so I'm satisfied. Peace.