Pain meds are my home boy. Just kidding. I usually delay taking medication until I'm on my death bed. And.... I was sitting in bed. And I felt like I was dying! But now everything is dandy. My right ear just can't handle me speaking. Or moving. Other wise it's all "KKKKSHHHHHSHSHSHHSHSHSHSHSHSHSHKKKKKKK I'M GONNA MAKE IT SOUND LIKE THERE'S AN EARTHQUAKE IN YOUR BRAIN!!!! SHSHSHSHKKKKKK"
I'm kinda worried. I didn't know my ear could talk.
So I'm not going to school today. Because I'm silly. Yes that's the only reason why. Because I'm silly. Oh gracious.... yeah see, this is why I don't take pain meds often. I took a single vicodin the entire duration of my wisdom teeth removal healing or whatever it's called. I felt soooo cool that they put me on vicodin. That's what House takes.
Missing school because that requires me to speak, and remember, "KKKKKSSHSHSHSKKSKSKSK SPEAK SPEAK TALK TALK!!! SKSKSKCKKSSKHHHHKS!"
Now. I'm supposed to talk about something I never get tired of doing. But before that, I want to say!
You GUYS! This is my second to last day of this thing! I don't know how I feel about that! I'm kinda sad... kinda excited.... and kinda don't care about it... you know? What do you think?
This was a big... ok semi big... ok normal size... ok not even normal, but pretty small part of my life for 30 days! But never the less it was part of my life. And now it's gone. I think I'll do something celebratory. But maybe more celebratory like a funeral. That's a terrible thing to say. I'm talking about the luncheon after the funeral.
Stop judging me.
What could I do every day?
Actually I don't think I could do anything every day. Except.... be me... I guess.... but for most activities I get tired of them pretty fast. But then something becomes a part of my life like school or taking care of myself, or maybe some day owning a bunny, and I could do that every day. Just because it's a part of me, you know?
So yeah that's pretty boring. I hope you enjoyed my talk about my ears. So. Yeah.
Go away now.
I'm kinda worried. I didn't know my ear could talk.
So I'm not going to school today. Because I'm silly. Yes that's the only reason why. Because I'm silly. Oh gracious.... yeah see, this is why I don't take pain meds often. I took a single vicodin the entire duration of my wisdom teeth removal healing or whatever it's called. I felt soooo cool that they put me on vicodin. That's what House takes.
Missing school because that requires me to speak, and remember, "KKKKKSSHSHSHSKKSKSKSK SPEAK SPEAK TALK TALK!!! SKSKSKCKKSSKHHHHKS!"
Now. I'm supposed to talk about something I never get tired of doing. But before that, I want to say!
You GUYS! This is my second to last day of this thing! I don't know how I feel about that! I'm kinda sad... kinda excited.... and kinda don't care about it... you know? What do you think?
This was a big... ok semi big... ok normal size... ok not even normal, but pretty small part of my life for 30 days! But never the less it was part of my life. And now it's gone. I think I'll do something celebratory. But maybe more celebratory like a funeral. That's a terrible thing to say. I'm talking about the luncheon after the funeral.
Stop judging me.
What could I do every day?
Actually I don't think I could do anything every day. Except.... be me... I guess.... but for most activities I get tired of them pretty fast. But then something becomes a part of my life like school or taking care of myself, or maybe some day owning a bunny, and I could do that every day. Just because it's a part of me, you know?
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| This is a picture of me and my best friends being just... us :) |
So yeah that's pretty boring. I hope you enjoyed my talk about my ears. So. Yeah.
Go away now.
3 comments:
Haha loved this post. You are hilarious. I hope you are feeling better.
I avoid them as long as I can too and then when I take them I wonder why I ever wait so long? haha :)
R.I.P. the 30 day challenge.
(ya know, cause I couldn't come to the funeral/luncheon.)
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