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May. 18th, 2003 12:55 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
transpaoWell, hummm... I suppose life really couldn't be going much better at the moment. Things really have been nice for a change. I'm dating an absolutely wonderful guy who treats me like gold, which is taking some getting used too but hey I'm trying here. I'm going to be moving back in with my father in a few days. I can't stand to ask him to pay for me to live here and me not even be taking classes. Besides When I move in with him I'll car pool with him to work a few days a week and do some filing or something for the office so I'm not a complete bum. Which brings me to another pretty cool thing that I've been working on. I think I might have figured out what I want to do with my life. I am currently in the process of trying to open up a store. I'm still working on my business plan that I'm going to take to the SBA and the hardest thing has been finding a suitable location for it that won’t cost me an arm and a leg.
Spring semester just got out and I ended it with an A, 2 B’s, and a C. The C was because I think that homework should have been left in high school but my Spanish Prof. disagreed. I was kinda bummed because I got a B in theater, but he really could have failed me if he wanted to so, I guess all is well. He had a really stricked attendance policy 2 absences meant 10pt off your final grade, 2 tardys = an absence and 4 absences and you flunked. And those that know me know that I am never on time for any thing. Hell I probably would have been late for my own birth if I hadn’t been taken out three months early. And I had more medical crap this year… UGGGG!
That brings me to the surgery. I’m supposed to have surgery on my arm this summer. It’s really starting to bug me. I can’t pick up a frying pan with my right arm and I can’t type fast or it starts killing me. However when I called to set up the surgery date last week the nurse informed me that she had spoken with Dr. Klieman and he was planning to take a piece from my hip and graph it to my arm… and I was like… um so there is no chance of doing a synthetic graph? And she told me I could make an appointment to see doctor Klieman and get all the details worked out… so I did, but that puts the surgery off for a while longer. *le sigh* But I don’t know what I’m going to do if I have to have both my hip and my arm messed up. I mean mom and dad are never home… Dad said he’d get me a nurse if I needed it but I really don’t want that. I dunno I just really don’t like the idea of my arm AND my leg being broken at the same time. Ugg!
So that’s about everything going on with me… I mean apart from the psycho dreams I’ve been having lately but anyhow…
Spring semester just got out and I ended it with an A, 2 B’s, and a C. The C was because I think that homework should have been left in high school but my Spanish Prof. disagreed. I was kinda bummed because I got a B in theater, but he really could have failed me if he wanted to so, I guess all is well. He had a really stricked attendance policy 2 absences meant 10pt off your final grade, 2 tardys = an absence and 4 absences and you flunked. And those that know me know that I am never on time for any thing. Hell I probably would have been late for my own birth if I hadn’t been taken out three months early. And I had more medical crap this year… UGGGG!
That brings me to the surgery. I’m supposed to have surgery on my arm this summer. It’s really starting to bug me. I can’t pick up a frying pan with my right arm and I can’t type fast or it starts killing me. However when I called to set up the surgery date last week the nurse informed me that she had spoken with Dr. Klieman and he was planning to take a piece from my hip and graph it to my arm… and I was like… um so there is no chance of doing a synthetic graph? And she told me I could make an appointment to see doctor Klieman and get all the details worked out… so I did, but that puts the surgery off for a while longer. *le sigh* But I don’t know what I’m going to do if I have to have both my hip and my arm messed up. I mean mom and dad are never home… Dad said he’d get me a nurse if I needed it but I really don’t want that. I dunno I just really don’t like the idea of my arm AND my leg being broken at the same time. Ugg!
So that’s about everything going on with me… I mean apart from the psycho dreams I’ve been having lately but anyhow…
