8.05.2005
Mood of the Moment: my eyes feel like they're gonna bleed...
Music of the Moment: Green Day - Boulevard of Broken Dreams
I went to the doctor today...I never look nice to see the doctor. I dont see much point, I mean, he saw me before, during, and after surgery. You know, that time when I was drugged and drooling and talking about how purple bunnies were hopping on the ceiling, and puking up food that wasn't there because I had not eaten since the day before....I figure if he saw all this....he doesn't care if my hair is a little messy or if I wear my bum jeans for my LAST (FINAL) check up...Ufortunately, he chose that today he was going to use me as a model for the type of surgery that I had. Hmm...this would be ok, except for the fact that I had on one of those shirt things that they provide (aka, hardly anything)...and the people that I was modeling for was a football player and his family from virginia. Once again, this wouldn't have been that bad, except for the fact that it was not a normal bulky stupid football player, he was a rather cute football player that spoke with some semblance of intellegence as the doctor wrenched my arm about in various positions...then they asked me questions and his father(?) mentioned that I looked familiar...like he had seen me somewhere...and his mom said that she thought it might be that one actress, but she couldn't remember her name...(by this point I know my face was red)...but I simply said I didn't know who she was talking about, and then the doctor let me go change...geez...why me...so embarassing...but the kid was really quite cute...
Anywho, after that I went to IHOP to get some Whipped Cream with a pancake hidden somewhere underneath, and then to school to do some things...then to Belks to get my brother's glasses fixed and look at some possible new ones for me, then came home and really didn't do anything but chill out w/Kody.
Later tonight I talked to dear Jennifer on the phone, then came here, and now I am about to go watch a lovely movie...until later...
Much Love,
DeAnna
Do you ever feel like crying?
Do you ever feel like giving up?
I raise my hands up towards the sky,
I say this prayer for you tonight,
Because nothing is impossible.
As I sit here all alone,
I wonder how I'm suppose to carry on when you're gone.
I'll never be the same without you,
I love you more then you will ever know.
So maybe now you finally know.
Sometimes we're helpless and alone,
But you can let it keep you weighted down.
You must go on.
Music of the Moment: Green Day - Boulevard of Broken Dreams
I went to the doctor today...I never look nice to see the doctor. I dont see much point, I mean, he saw me before, during, and after surgery. You know, that time when I was drugged and drooling and talking about how purple bunnies were hopping on the ceiling, and puking up food that wasn't there because I had not eaten since the day before....I figure if he saw all this....he doesn't care if my hair is a little messy or if I wear my bum jeans for my LAST (FINAL) check up...Ufortunately, he chose that today he was going to use me as a model for the type of surgery that I had. Hmm...this would be ok, except for the fact that I had on one of those shirt things that they provide (aka, hardly anything)...and the people that I was modeling for was a football player and his family from virginia. Once again, this wouldn't have been that bad, except for the fact that it was not a normal bulky stupid football player, he was a rather cute football player that spoke with some semblance of intellegence as the doctor wrenched my arm about in various positions...then they asked me questions and his father(?) mentioned that I looked familiar...like he had seen me somewhere...and his mom said that she thought it might be that one actress, but she couldn't remember her name...(by this point I know my face was red)...but I simply said I didn't know who she was talking about, and then the doctor let me go change...geez...why me...so embarassing...but the kid was really quite cute...
Anywho, after that I went to IHOP to get some Whipped Cream with a pancake hidden somewhere underneath, and then to school to do some things...then to Belks to get my brother's glasses fixed and look at some possible new ones for me, then came home and really didn't do anything but chill out w/Kody.
Later tonight I talked to dear Jennifer on the phone, then came here, and now I am about to go watch a lovely movie...until later...
Much Love,
DeAnna
Do you ever feel like crying?
Do you ever feel like giving up?
I raise my hands up towards the sky,
I say this prayer for you tonight,
Because nothing is impossible.
As I sit here all alone,
I wonder how I'm suppose to carry on when you're gone.
I'll never be the same without you,
I love you more then you will ever know.
So maybe now you finally know.
Sometimes we're helpless and alone,
But you can let it keep you weighted down.
You must go on.
# posted by DeAnna : 1:42 AM
