Tuesday, June 7, 2011

Certain Signs of Coming Doom

there is a wierd lump thing between my breasts but it goes up and down. Sometimes it's smaller some days its larger. What really bothers me about it, other than my dad constantly forgeting to get me a nother doctors appointment, is that there has been wierd wierd breast pain. Which is probably less of a problem than when the wierd (how many times can i say that) lump stings and burns. All of these facts are things I failed to mention when I had my appointment.

Question.
Why is it that you start to magically get better before you go do the doctor? In fact all of the things you usually suck at get better? People go to sleep on time.

Answer.
People are afraid of doctors. Doctors are the keepers of the life. When they don't know things people get freaked out. So I think the human body pretends to get better. Or atleast some of the symptons get better allowing you to say with confidence "I think it's nothing." or "It's just a cough." Also people like to feel put together when they go to the doctor. Possibly more put together than on dates. (I'm not sure about that last part I don't really get dates.

The other sign of the coming doom. Is that I never get out. Part of this is to be blamed on my netflix free trial which b. t. dubs. is AWESOME. Sorry I mean to say that in a sexy high pitch voice... AWESOME. That's better.

I watch so many good movies. Which kinda sucks because I can't write about them fast enough to post on my other blog (smileyfacesrus.blogspot.com)and often movies have awesome lines I'm too lazy to write down.

"We don't flirt girls just find us"-Four Faced Liar

Also my blackberry has....... the white screen of death (dumm dumm daaaahhh) No seriously it's called that. So my door to people who would forced me to go outside is limited. Also most of my friend are out their living while I'm locked in a room like that asshole Miranda in The Tempest or Shilo in Repo the Genetic Opera or Lily in the Imaginarium of Dr. Parnassus or Johanna in Sweeney Todd or whatever other white teens in movies I'm going to write my desertation about. The problem with me is that this is self impossed.

It probably doesn't help that I have a car. I was too busy eye-ing a lady when everyone else was taking their driving tests and going to classes.

Also I don't feel great... emotionally.

Anyway these are all the things I can disclose about myself without going to far... also I saw an awesome film on nextflix called Not Yet Rated it's awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwesssssome.

Anywayz people see u later

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