So yes, I've had my wisdom teeth extracted at the ripe old age of 18. Thank the Lord I only had three wisdom teeth instead of four - that would have been worse.

But you know, it's kinda weird to have lopsided amounts of pain in my mouth. Weird definitely, and not necessarily in a good way.

Wow. I haven't been on here or posted a journal on here in a long time. In a long, long, long, long, long time. (I think you get the point) I just looked at the date on my last entry here and it was over a year ago that I posted that entry. I repeat: wow.

Well, right now I'm waiting to graduate and that's cool. I'm also waiting for a commission I got at the awesomest anime convention ever to walk the earth: FanimeCon 2009! That's right people. I AM that coo. Yup, so we had a great time there, it was tons of fun, and I took a million pictures of people on there. Coolio.

I've just realized that I am waiting for a lot of things, that I've always waited. And you know what? I'm tired of it. I don't mean the graduation and the commission - those sorts of things take time. But I'm tired of waiting longer for things than others do. It may sound like I'm exaggerating, but I'm not. I really am not.

I'm tired of waiting longer because people are pushing and shoving to cut in front of me at lines. I'm tired to waiting to buy stuff and to go places and to do things. I'm tired of waiting for people to learn how to walk down the hallways at a pace faster than a snail's. I'm really tired of it all. But no matter how much I'd like to push those people out of my way in the hall, I can't. I know I just have to be patient. Have to find more patience somewhere (EVERLASTING patience). Crap.

But it's fun to be the bigger person. The smaller person's eyes always bug out.

And to all you stupid-people-who-take-twenty-minutes-to-walk-five-paces-down-the-hallway, I'm graduating with HONORS! So take that bitches!

So here I am, writing in my journal on deviantArt. On Super Bowl Sunday. During the game.

Last week my dog was sick. She's better now, but she threw up about eight times in one day and was shaking. It was really scary.

I am so wiped out. Last week was Mid Terms and it was NOT fun. Neither was this week. The school decided to make everyday a traditional schedule so that it could meet its quota of minutes that its students are assigned to a classroom with a teacher...It was really stupid. Made my life hell. On the bright side, we're going back to our regular schedule next week (tomorrow).

I've been writing a LOT. And I mean a lot. I churned out about twenty-four pages for my "Man Who Cried" story (its based on the movie). But the one thing I cannot get out is this assignment for my writing class after school. Last time I wrote a poem about forgetting things all the time and they took it waaaay seriously. Now I'm supposed to write a reflective essay about how I love to remember my father but I also hate too. NOTHING IS WORKING!!! I don't want to make excuses and bow out of it this week, but things are looking that way.

Oh, I do not look forward to telling my teacher that...

Thanksgiving break...what a welcome relief! Lots of food and (at my house) very few people to take it from me!

Everything isn't so peachy though. Last night I burned and blistered my hand. On bubbling hot cheese. I put some cheese on a piece of bread and melted it in the microwave. It was in my right hand and then proceeded to slip. My left hand came up and caught it on the cheese side. Needless to say, I screamed and hurled the bread away from myself. But there was still very hot cheese on my hand, so I sprinted to the sink, tore the cheese off, and put it under cold water. I spent the night with my hand in a bowl of cold H2O....NOT FUN KIDDIES!!!

But, I have a whole week to recover and I'm finished with my sculpture. Now stress now...*falls off chair in a deep sleep*

Yes! I am so excited. This Friday is the semi-annual book sale for the library. I love this thing because I can get twenty books for only ten dollars. Isn't that wonderful? Well, it is to me because I adore reading. And I just gave away about two hundred books, so this will help replenish my stock. It was either give them away or get another book shelf, but I don't have enough room for one. *mock sad sigh* Oh well, I guess I'll just have to make do. To bad. I hope it turns out well.

Also, this week is homecoming, so I get out at 11:25 on Friday as well. Perfect timing, huh?

PS - I was just looking at the icons to put at the top of the page and one of them was called, "Winter Downs". I don't believe in Winter Downs. I believe in Summer Downs. Summer sucks and winter rocks! I just walked home in the rain and it was incredible!