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My eyelid is chapped.
Whaaaa?  How is that possible?
I dunno, but it is.  And it hurts.


Tomorrow in English I will be wearing a golfer sweater and a Russian hat while playing the banjo.
It'll be epic.

Ahhh! Blood!

So... guess who gave blood for the first time today!
THIS GIRL! :D :D
It was so scary, and yet incredible exciting.  And it was so gratifying!  To know that by just taking forty-five minutes out of my day I could save three people's lives. :)

The worst part was definitely the finger prick at the beginning.  Ouch.  That hurt.  And now my finger is bruised, so just sitting here typing hurts. :/  Ouchies.

And you know, when I passed out it wasn't even that bad.

Yes, I passed out.

But that's all right!  I pass out quite a bit, actually.  I talked to my dad about it, and it turns out that I just have a really sensitive vasovagal response.  (Which, in English, pretty much just means that the littlest things like cramps, nausea, or even thinking about certain things can cause my heart to slow down, and not enough blolod gets to my brain.)  I looked it up on Wikipedia, and it says that vasovagal syncope (fainting) is actually quite common.  It says that 40%-50% of the population will pass out at least once in their life.  Now... to me that doesn't sound very common.  Less than half of the population will ever pass out in their life time?  And a great part of those will only do so once?  I must be pretty unique.  Because I've passed out at least 20 times.  The first time I was like 7, and I fell at Skateland.  And the most recent time (other than today giving blood) was a couple months ago just randomly.

But anywho.  I felt perfectly fine after I gave blood. :)  And I got free Jamba Juice.  :)  It was great.  But they said I shouldn't give blood again since I passed out. :(  Which is unfair.  I think I'm going to again anyway, and I'll just try harder to not pass out. :)

In Tears on the Bathroom Floor

So... every month it happens.  You know what I'm talking about.  And I'm one of those people that gets cramps.  Bad ones.  But, you know, I have a pretty high tolerance for pain, so I can usually deal with them. BUT today they just got worse and worse and worse.  And of course, they didn't start until right after I got to school, so I didn't have any ibuprofen with me.  But they really started getting bad in Physics.  I dealt with it.  But soon my uterus was in utter agony.  I went to the office to get some ibuprofen, but they legally couldn't give me any.  Poop.  I then burst into tears, I was in so much pain.  So, being at a new school and not knowing a whole lot of people, I ran to the bathroom.  I proceeded to sit on the floor, curl into the fetal position, and cry.  I got the strangest looks.  Not two minutes after I had been in the bathroom, however, my friends Allison and Sunny walked in.  They are so sweet!  They were so concerned for me, Sunny got me some ibuprofen, and they were late to advisory because they were trying to make sure I was all right.  I love having great friends.  While I waited for the medicine to kick in, I remained on the floor crying.  From then on, almost every single person who walked into the bathroom asked me if I was okay and offered me medicine.  If I had had cramps that bad at Canyon Ridge, most people would have just ignored me.  I love Twin so much.

Ouch...

                                                                     My lower abs are sore.
                                                                     It hurts when I...

-Sneeze

-Cough

-Walk

-Sit

-Bend

-Move in any normal way

So... I pretty much can't do much without being in pain.

Pondering and Procrastination.

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Oh Sundays. How peaceful they seem, but not so. I'm relaxing... but in my mind I am freaking out because there is so much I must get done before I go back to school tomorrow. Math assignments, English essays, books to read, etc. And yet here I am. Blogging. Don't you love how I prioritize?

I can't even begin to express how much I love having a laptop at my availability. It is so great to be able to just sit in my room and do whatever I please. Be it Facebook, Skype, Blogger, or even IDLA. It's just great. (It's not IDLA that's great; the fact that I can do anything at my leisure us great.)

Speaking of IDLA and homework and crap... that is exactly what I SHOULD be doing right now. :P Especially since my math teacher decided that she isn't going to accept any late work ever again. :/ And I have to write a creative writing essay. And I have to read a book. Ughh... homework.

So yeah. This past weekend my incredible brother Matthew came home because we were supposed to receive his mission call (along with his friend Rees's). But neither of their calls came... so Matt and all of his friends came up for nothing. But it was fun to hang out with them for a day or so. Friday night we all watched Robin Hood, which was fun. :)

Saturday pretty much all I did was fold laundry and work on my dress for Sweetheart's. :) I'm going to Sweetheart's with my friend Perrin Romney on Saturday! And Saturday is my birthday! :D :D :D I get to go to my first date on my 16th birthday. It's special. :)

I feel like I'm falling apart! My wrist has hurt like heck for the past week. I'm going to get it checked on Tuesday. I'm scared. :/ People keep saying they think something is really wrong with it. I might have to have physical therapy or surgery or something. :( If I'm crippled then I can't play the piano, or the cello, or percussion, or tennis! :( :( Awful!!! My stomach has been hurting a lot lately too. :/ And my knee starting hurting for a few days. I'm pretty much falling apart. My body= dead.

Lately I've also felt really depressed-ish... and I don't even know why! I've been really tired, even though I've been getting plenty of sleep. It seems like this whole past week just pretty much sucked. :/ I'm rally hoping this next week will be better. Chances are it will be, but you never know! Ta ta for now!