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Monday, March 21, 2005 Riding the circle that precludes life. Courtney rambled on @ 10:34 PM
I think I like livejournal better.
Courtney rambled on @ 3:51 PM
I don't think I can handle many more goodbyes for this week. Saying goodbye to Nazlee and Colleen was like saying goodbye to my teenage years. It was the final end to all the high school memories and everything associated with that part of my life. Desert Vista, cross country, my first drinks, first kiss, first hit, first cigarette, learning to drive, teaching everyone to drive in my shitty car, scavenging for change so we could get 2 tacos for $1 after practice, prank wars, hiding alcohol in shampoo bottles, black rock, havasupai, driving up and down Rural, crazy road, graduating, beginning college, leaving home. I'm really glad they didn't leave me when everything got so screwed up. I didn't think saying goodbye was going to be so hard...
"I know that goodbye means nothing at all." Courtney rambled on @ 5:00 AM
Its the random little things that let you forget the rest of the world, even if only for a few minutes.
Courtney rambled on @ 5:56 AM
I can't help but feel like something is missing.
Courtney rambled on @ 3:02 AM
I have a kidney infection, again. Started the summer with one so I guess I might as well finish the summer with one. Blah.
Courtney rambled on @ 10:20 PM
My back hurts. I can't tell if the muscles are just all messed up from sleeping weird or if its one of my organs, most likely the kidney of doom. My mom seemed worried, though she always is when it comes to this. My body has felt off for about the past week. I don't like it and I wish I knew what was wrong. Hopefully nothing, but I am going to the urologist, my arch enemy from childhood, on the 18th. The adult in me knows that if anything is wrong its best to discover it now and fix everything before any serious damage is done. But the child in me is running down the hallway towards the elevator in hopes of beating my mom there and making it out of the building before subjected to radiological forms of torture. I guess there will be some answers to this medical mystery in a week. I'm scared, what if something really is wrong? I guess the worst thing that could happen is that they'd decide to opperate and finally correct my reflux. Because its really not a condition found in adults and usually it corrects itself or they opperate. Neither of which happened to myself, it just sort of stopped causing problems until the kidney infection, if that was even a result of it. I haven't dealt with this in about 7 years and I really don't want to.
Courtney rambled on @ 9:42 PM |
I'm just a unique soul. I do my own thing and hope it works out.
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