:: woe to me ::

on the verge of frostbite
green puke with the consistency of watery mashed potatoes
drinking bottles and bottles of water
i have this machine called "ICEMAN" that you place on the knee to reduce swelling. it was a gift from god
crazy crazy fevers; for the koreans out there, "mohm sal"
dizziness, and once i fainted
ten minute trips just to get to the bathroom
sleeping, then waking up and realizing that i havent really been sleeping
a LOT of drowsiness
once, i was sweating liek a quart of water, and i was so freeezing cold i thought i was going to pass out
trying to wash my hair in the tub with my mom...yeah...not so much
parts of my body falling asleep on me
"Vicodin" can go to hell. ohyeah, sure it might kill the pain, but oh my goodness, the doctor didnt tell me it was so strong, so the first two days of throw up is because of this shit
the smell of whatever crap they put on my knee
watching MTV at noon for THREE HOURS. ack...
not eating. this is the worst. not being able to enjoy the second most enjoyable activity in life (first- snowboarding) is a real downer
boredom
oh, and then there's my knee.



i've had better days, to say the least. recovering from surgery has been really hard for me, mostly because i got really really sick rigth after the surgery, and couldnt eat anything till last night. i am still pretty sick (oh yeah, i am not sure if i am typing right or anything right now; i am very drugged up at this moment, so my apologies) but i think the worst of the fever broke, so hopefullly, i will feel better tomorrow. thanks to everyone who dropped by and stuff. my brother is the greatest. he went out of his way to get me harrypotter5, even though i cant read it till i get better. last night, when he saw my head wobbling everywhere b/c i was too out of it to sit up straight, he forced me to drink two "v8's" and two banana's, and i think that is what broke my fever. hahha. anyway, i better rest. france was the best time of my life. too much to go into, but it was basically three weeks of fun. i miss everyong i met there, but i'm glad to be home. i cant believe i have only a month left. it is a scary thought. but i think i'm ready.


when things are looking down and it seems like the worst shit is happening to me; when i feel like the world is throwing me curve balls from every damn direction, when it's like i'm experiencing a car crash in slow motion... i always find a calm when i look up. it's nice, to find comfort in unexpected places



"We are all in the gutter, but some of us are looking at the stars" - Oscar Wilde