|"We don't love qualities, we love persons; sometimes by reason of their defects as well as of their
||[May. 5th, 2007|12:59 pm]
This be my moïra in Life
usually I like to sum up my year as we get closer to the end of it. This Year. I don't think I'm going to be doing that, especially when you realize that the best moment of the year is an old and good friend sending jello. (I know its lame but these people finally discovered Jello Shots) I can't say I'm unhappy either, that'd be unfair there we a lot of fun moments with people here this year, lots of goofing off, good conversations and the like. But I feel like something important is missing. Of course I'm just melodramatic me. My mother just thinks I should date and thankfully I haven't been approached ( granted I do everything to avoid it as well) I'm lonely but that's to be expected.
The ankle is healing slowly I finally got of the crutches not long ago, the ligaments, well, they'll never be what they were but at least I'm still in one piece. I had a pseudo haircut. its kinda short in front and long in back because of a minor incident involving scissors ( I hate haircuts I can't get my hair to grow out) Healthwise, I should probably be dead right now, or I would be if my doctor knew I wasn't seeing the specialist about Hypothyroidism/ Hashimoto's Disease. for which I never took the treatment or for that matter finished the exams for. It's annoying, I'm tired, and dying "before my time" does not really bother me anymore then that. go HERE for more Information, And to think I exhibit more then half of the symptoms but the clinic I need to go to is way too far and inaccessible even by bus, therefore it will wait until I'm good and ready or until I have a car.
La Petite Puce, aka my white/grey Russian hamster who refuses to sit still for any single picture is doing well. I hate having to leave her at my mother's for vaccation when I come back stateside but I don't have a choice, I'll have my baby when I get home I miss my Vicky SO much! er, yeah, so that's pretty lmuch the update, classes suck, fucked up year: the end!