Today

I got a "mole" on my back removed. Mole sounds so gross. I picture a big brown lump with a long black hair growing out of it. My "mole" was more like a freckle. Anyways, I went to the doctor's this morning not really knowing what to expect.

So I get there and undress, I lay down on a table and the doctor sticks a needle in my back and injects me with numbing solution. I really hate needles. But this wasn't too uncomfortable. She then took this hole-punch-looking thing and pressed it onto the mole. I didn't feel a thing. She then put two stitches in my back to close me up. I will have a scar, but that's ok. At least I wont have cancer.

I was a total champ. I didn't whine or feel sick or anything... Until I went to make a follow up appointment with a secretary immediately after. I felt fine as I waited in the line up... then I became incredibly tired and dizzy. My eyes couldn't focus and when I got up to the front of the line I saw that the secretary was talking to me, but I couldn't hear her. I know I replied to what I thought she said, but I couldn't even hear myself because my ears were ringing. I started breaking out into a cold sweat, and I guess I became super pale because the secretary jumped up and ran to my side. She guided me to a chair and went to get a nurse. By then I was past the point of actually fainting.

I spend about half an hour in a room where people were getting vaccinated... not a great place to put someone who hates needles and almost fainted. But I survived, they gave me apple juice which helped a lot. They asked me if I had anyone with me... I didn't, and thinking about not having anyone around made me sad, and made me miss "he who must not be named".

Then I left. Now the pain killer stuff they shot into my back has worn off and every time move I feel like I'm being pinched. Sleeping is not going to be fun. I'm going to get the stitches out in a week. My biggest fear is that I might rip one of them. I'm glad there's a huge bandage on my back because I really really don't want to see what kind of gore fest is happening back there! haha fun day :D Well it was just another adventure I guess.

Last night: I shook hands with a stripper. (read to the tune of "I'm in love with a stripper")

Last night was insane! I went to a bar with my floor. The fake my friend lent me worked and I was so excited! We all sat together and chilled. Apparently I might be living with all the guys from my floor. I'll have to share a room with my friend, but that's cool with me.

After the bar we went to a strip club. It was pretty lame. I though it would have been raunchy and sexy... nope. Just girls dancing half nude. Sorta expected. Whatever. I met a creepy old guy outside after who said I was hot and then fell into the street. That was my only action for the night. I hope he got home safe.

Anyways, it was a once in a lifetime experience. Like Disneyland with all of its creepers and stupid fun, but with more illegal activity and nudity.

Dating Website: mate1

I signed up for a dating website for jokes. I've done it in the past just to see what kinds of people are on... so far 3 dude have messaged me. They are all above 25 with man boobs... gross. I checked out the girls... all of them are either chunky or scary as fuck. I'm going to stay away from the internet for awhile...

Haha the picture is so very sexual:

The Faces on My Walls

I've been covering my walls with various pictures. There's about 100 at the moment. I haven't done anything creative in awhile. Mostly because I'm such a stress ball. I have 5 exams coming up. I'm actually excited for them if that makes sense. After it's all over, I'll get to go back home. My parents finished my bedroom floor and apparently I have a 40" flat screen waiting for me too :D

I've been watching Skins again. I compare the characters to people in my life. Sid is Greg and Michelle is definitely Kara.


I'm in a random happy moment. I can't think of anything to write and it doesn't bug me.

I found a really simple and beautiful tattoo design a few days ago. It's a dove. I really enjoy symbols of freedom and peace, after all... I am a total hippie. But, seriously, I essentially live my life uninhibited by anything or anyone. I'm not one to be held back I guess. I can be cruel in my fierce independence, and I wish I could avoid hurting people.


I miss my mice. They were so fun and small. Once I have my own house next year, I'm going to get one and name him Dennis. He will be my best friend.