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Just do it.
Later.
Something That Helped Bring Me Back
"Love does not consist of gazing at each other, but in looking together in the same direction."
-- Antoine de Saint-Exupery
-- Antoine de Saint-Exupery
Saturday, April 4, 2009
-- twenty.
mood: Neutral.
listening to: The coffee maker.
reading: Nothing. I need some new books. = =;
watching: Nothing.
playing: Nothing.
eating: Attempting toast.
drinking: Milk.
- - - - - >
My wisdom teeth finally hurt.
For the past week, they were just sore, so I'd thought maybe it was just my braces causing that. Now they flat-out hurt.
I thought of informing my mother (because it's hard for me to, you know, eat with pain in the back of my jaws). The debate that sparked in my head went like this:
NO!
Yes.
NO!
Yes.
NO NO NO.
I really think we should. It's probably important.
But she'll have them pulled out! D:
We've got to have them pulled out within the next year anyway. We could get it over with now, you know.
Yeah, but I don't want to have to deal with all that pain.
It's painful now.
I'm also scared of being "put under" for the operation—especially with an IV. I don't want any needles anywhere near me, whether I'm unconscious or not. I don't want needles in my arm.
There isn't much else they can do about that besides gas us, and I don't think that makes tooth extraction anymore pleasant.
; ;
Maybe we should tell her.
Let's just wait a bit. If it still hurts later, we can tell her.
I can work with that.
... I think a lot nowadays.
I think waiting would be best for right now, though. It could just be the braces. (Wait, shouldn't I also say something even if it's that?)
So I'll wait just a bit.
...
I'm going to go shower, straighten/spike my hair, and then get a picture or two already. I forgot to do that last night. D|| Ta.
listening to: The coffee maker.
reading: Nothing. I need some new books. = =;
watching: Nothing.
playing: Nothing.
eating: Attempting toast.
drinking: Milk.
- - - - - >
My wisdom teeth finally hurt.
For the past week, they were just sore, so I'd thought maybe it was just my braces causing that. Now they flat-out hurt.
I thought of informing my mother (because it's hard for me to, you know, eat with pain in the back of my jaws). The debate that sparked in my head went like this:
Yes.
NO!
Yes.
NO NO NO.
I really think we should. It's probably important.
But she'll have them pulled out! D:
We've got to have them pulled out within the next year anyway. We could get it over with now, you know.
Yeah, but I don't want to have to deal with all that pain.
It's painful now.
I'm also scared of being "put under" for the operation—especially with an IV. I don't want any needles anywhere near me, whether I'm unconscious or not. I don't want needles in my arm.
There isn't much else they can do about that besides gas us, and I don't think that makes tooth extraction anymore pleasant.
; ;
Maybe we should tell her.
Let's just wait a bit. If it still hurts later, we can tell her.
I can work with that.
... I think a lot nowadays.
I think waiting would be best for right now, though. It could just be the braces. (Wait, shouldn't I also say something even if it's that?)
So I'll wait just a bit.
...
I'm going to go shower, straighten/spike my hair, and then get a picture or two already. I forgot to do that last night. D|| Ta.
Thursday, April 2, 2009
-- nineteen.
mood: I dunno, really. Neutral? I'm still a bit randomly irritated.
listening to: "Kremlin Dusk" - Utada Hikaru.
reading: Nothing. I need some new books. = =;
watching: Nothing.
playing: With FireFox and Songbird! :D
eating: Nothing.
drinking: Monster.
- - - - - >
◊ one;
Long story short:
A week ago, I got my hair cut ubershort, like I did last spring, only this time I had a certain style in mind.
The woman cutting it cut it wrong and it looked bad.
I went back yesterday to get it fixed, mostly at the command of my mother's.
It now looks fucking fantastic.
I'll probably take a picture or two for you guys tomorrow rather than right now, because I want to get photos of it when it's spiked and straightened... and the severe winds we had today pretty much ruined that over the course of the day.
So, expect that, if you're curious. :]
[Reviews (lol)]
Tomas: You could probably pull off looking like a girl Super Saiyan.
Allison: It's definitely better than what it was yesterday. It's more girly.
Luke: It gives you more attitude. ... I would not dare challenge you now, whether you're in a bad mood or not.
Mrs. V: You got it all styled and adorable and everything. ;D
[/Reviews (lol)]
- - - - - >
◊ two;
Remember when I told you guys that I was going to take a written test to get my permit last or this week?
Consider that plan moot.
It would seem that Texas has yet another imbecilic set of rules that teenage drivers in training must abide by:
Because I am still under the age of eighteen, I cannot simply read the driver's handbook I was given, take lessons from my mother, and then walk in and say, "Alright, let's take this written test and get a permit, eh?"
Beginner drivers under eighteen can't take tutoring from their parents unless their parents have been Texas citizens for three years... and, obviously, my mother has not been. So the alternative is that I have to take a class to relearn what I already studied over and then take my written test.
Here's the problem with that: All the classes we've found so far are ridiculously overpriced. (The classes in town cost three hundred dollars... apiece. Remember that Chris has to learn this as well as I do.)
That really figures. Honestly, my gut felt that one coming.
*sighs* I'll just take the stupid class. I need to get to driving.
- - - - - >
◊ three;
WARNING:
NERD ALERT
Since I've been trying to personalize my laptop to suit me in the last few weeks, I recently downloaded Firefox and its accompanying media player, Songbird.
I am so unbelievably, funnily, adorably, insanely obsessed with both by now, because they're easier for me to use than Internet Explorer or Windows Media Player and I can actually customize them the way I see fit, which tickles and amuses me ever so. ||D
I am such a huge nerd.
That's okay, though, because I'm a cute nerd.
P.S. The only real problem that I'm having with Songbird is that it "crashes" between every few songs, and I have to keep sending crash error reports to their website. Luckily, I don't lose any of the songs in my playlist when it happens, and it doesn't bug me that much as long as I still have those, so I still recommend Songbird—but that's only if you have the patience to put up with the occasional crashes I'm having.
I'll find a way to fix it later.
- - - - - >
◊ four;
I just wanted to let you guys know that on April 9th (next week), right after school, Mother is taking my brothers and me to visit our grandparents in Arkansas (I haven't been down there since a certain time of harsh eye-opening), and, if I remember correctly, we'll not be back until sometime the following Saturday.
That means this: I will not be online at that time, and I probably won't be texting while I'm there, either. (And that means this: DO NOT SEND ME MESSAGES, GUYS, DAMN. I don't have unlimited texting anymore, since we need to save up on money.)
For those of you that will be waiting for me, just remember I love you and keep yourselves occupied until I return. I won't be there that long anyway.
If you want, I'll take pictures. Mm-hmm.
- - - - - >
listening to: "Kremlin Dusk" - Utada Hikaru.
reading: Nothing. I need some new books. = =;
watching: Nothing.
playing: With FireFox and Songbird! :D
eating: Nothing.
drinking: Monster.
- - - - - >
◊ one;
Long story short:
A week ago, I got my hair cut ubershort, like I did last spring, only this time I had a certain style in mind.
The woman cutting it cut it wrong and it looked bad.
I went back yesterday to get it fixed, mostly at the command of my mother's.
It now looks fucking fantastic.
I'll probably take a picture or two for you guys tomorrow rather than right now, because I want to get photos of it when it's spiked and straightened... and the severe winds we had today pretty much ruined that over the course of the day.
So, expect that, if you're curious. :]
[Reviews (lol)]
Tomas: You could probably pull off looking like a girl Super Saiyan.
Allison: It's definitely better than what it was yesterday. It's more girly.
Luke: It gives you more attitude. ... I would not dare challenge you now, whether you're in a bad mood or not.
Mrs. V: You got it all styled and adorable and everything. ;D
[/Reviews (lol)]
- - - - - >
◊ two;
Remember when I told you guys that I was going to take a written test to get my permit last or this week?
Consider that plan moot.
It would seem that Texas has yet another imbecilic set of rules that teenage drivers in training must abide by:
Because I am still under the age of eighteen, I cannot simply read the driver's handbook I was given, take lessons from my mother, and then walk in and say, "Alright, let's take this written test and get a permit, eh?"
Beginner drivers under eighteen can't take tutoring from their parents unless their parents have been Texas citizens for three years... and, obviously, my mother has not been. So the alternative is that I have to take a class to relearn what I already studied over and then take my written test.
Here's the problem with that: All the classes we've found so far are ridiculously overpriced. (The classes in town cost three hundred dollars... apiece. Remember that Chris has to learn this as well as I do.)
That really figures. Honestly, my gut felt that one coming.
*sighs* I'll just take the stupid class. I need to get to driving.
- - - - - >
◊ three;
NERD ALERT
Since I've been trying to personalize my laptop to suit me in the last few weeks, I recently downloaded Firefox and its accompanying media player, Songbird.
I am so unbelievably, funnily, adorably, insanely obsessed with both by now, because they're easier for me to use than Internet Explorer or Windows Media Player and I can actually customize them the way I see fit, which tickles and amuses me ever so. ||D
I am such a huge nerd.
That's okay, though, because I'm a cute nerd.
P.S. The only real problem that I'm having with Songbird is that it "crashes" between every few songs, and I have to keep sending crash error reports to their website. Luckily, I don't lose any of the songs in my playlist when it happens, and it doesn't bug me that much as long as I still have those, so I still recommend Songbird—but that's only if you have the patience to put up with the occasional crashes I'm having.
I'll find a way to fix it later.
- - - - - >
◊ four;
I just wanted to let you guys know that on April 9th (next week), right after school, Mother is taking my brothers and me to visit our grandparents in Arkansas (I haven't been down there since a certain time of harsh eye-opening), and, if I remember correctly, we'll not be back until sometime the following Saturday.
That means this: I will not be online at that time, and I probably won't be texting while I'm there, either. (And that means this: DO NOT SEND ME MESSAGES, GUYS, DAMN. I don't have unlimited texting anymore, since we need to save up on money.)
For those of you that will be waiting for me, just remember I love you and keep yourselves occupied until I return. I won't be there that long anyway.
If you want, I'll take pictures. Mm-hmm.
- - - - - >
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