Big Day Tomorrow
Tomorrow is the day I finally see a neurologist.
Am I excited? Heck yeah because I get to stop at my favorite restaurant. Am I worried? Nah, it's not like I've got anything to lose..... well, I do but that's not important. ANYWAY
THEY DECIDED TO MAKE THE APPOINTMENT AT THE UNGODLY HOUR OF 8. AM
WHICH MEANS I HAVE TO GET UP AT FIVE TO GET THERE
NOOOOOOOO -_-
I also don't wanna be at the hospital. They're too eerie I guess, full of drama, crying, noisy machines, and at night (I won't be there at night, just for the appointment) they're super quiet.
Anyway my mom yelled at me tonight. Apparently my "attitude" is getting old and I need to stop "laughing" at everything that's not funny. First of all, I don't think anything is funny, and my laughs are usually fake. I only genuinely laugh every now and then because it's not easy to make me laugh. I'm not depressed or anything, I don't think, I just don't show much emotion. *shrugs*
Also, last week my mom lost her job and now both my parents are trying to get one. So we're broke. No computer screen for a while. Meh. I'll just keep borrowing my mom's computer when she isn't home.
Laters!
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