i think i'm officially over it. i ain't depressed or nothin, butt now there's really not that much to be happy about. it's summer and i wish i was out. i hate being on the couch. i have started writing more, read a lot of books, butt it's definitely not really me. i ventured out a couple times and i don't really like having to depend on people to help me out so that kinda bloze as well. also when i see people, usually i try to give off the impression that all is good in my life- because usually it is. butt i think this is a rather solemn period.
went to the doctor today. i'm a little pissed right now so excuse me if i'm venting latte, butt the second surgery got pushed back because the skin is still so fucked and we can't make any cutz into it or we risk infection to the bone which would be a disaster.
see?
wack.
today when i was pooping at the doctors, bilya freaked me out with all the germs in hospitals so i used those toilet covers. i haven't used on of those since jr. high! i remember i would always use them, and the i remember sinstain and hero came up to davis and we had a great debate on whether or not they were of any value. shinstain and i were both like, dood! just give it a good wipedown and sit down! hero conceded defeat and stopped using them.
i am so going to enjoy next summer.
