Archive for July 20th, 2009

So, I have been “sick” for a few weeks. First I spent four days in utter exhaustion from what apparently was some kind of upper respiratory shindig, then, just as that was getting better I got a cyst – which meant for the second time this year a trip to the ER (which I very nearly enjoyed. My sister was wide eyed and glancing nervously at every loud beep, while I was attempting to sit up so I could see what all instruments there were hanging off the walls) for a totally innocuous but persistently painful problem. So, I was put on bed rest – you can imagine my glee, after a week of moping about with a cold. A follow-up the next week said it could be up to a month before I was better. Basically, if I lie down, I’m fine. I feel great. Then I get up and move about, and it hurts, and I sit down, and it doesn’t. Riveting.

But anyways. My lucky break came when I was able to temporarily leave my Aunt’s farm and come back home with my Dad temporarily (keep it on the down low but if I didn’t end up going back, no tears would exactly be shed). So, I’m home, and it’s great. After weeks of singing the eponymous Blake Shelton song, I have arrived. It’s a bit lonely since my sister isn’t here, but I have hopes for convalescing well and maybe even getting back to my studying regime regimen.

Anyways. I am getting extremely excited for starting school in bit over a month. I don’t have a place to live – I’m on the waitlist, thanks to my slight number of AP transfer hours and thus failure to qualify for guaranteed on campus housing.

I plan to return to Fort Worth in mid-August. I’d come back sooner, but that’s when my sister is driving out and thus when I can get a ride.

So, instead of waxing philosophical or anything, I’m just writing an update.

Anyways, if you happen to be my mother, congrats on securing a job; do bask in the glory for a wee bit. Congrats to Suellen for passing her driving test – now I have one more thing to fear in the world. She isn’t on Facebook but I send lots of pets to my dog, and meanwhile I will admonish my little brother Vincent to walk her *every* day and as an aside, don’t go too nuts on the Diet Coke.

Thanks to God for getting me home safely, and kudos to Dad for driving 7 hours straight without lowering himself to help at the wheel once.Becca, I send my love and can’t wait to have another fire-engine-red G rated conversation.

To Mark I’d like to send a general stream of obscenities which actually form a very mature and cognizant thought conveyed by scrambling together the first letter of each and various pieces of the alphabet which can be discovered by integrating a graph of the slope of Tonia’s General Mood Swings.

Oh, btw, yay for stepmom Angela and her Facebook account. Tales of addiction are, of course, riddled with falsehoods.

Finally, I’d like to say to my Biology Textbook that I’m sorry our relationship has been “Long Distance” of late. Very soon we can move forward through “It’s Complicated” to “Joined at the hip; marriage proposal imminent.”

Oh, and to the source of my physical woe of late, I’d tell you to get packing but quite honestly, I’m slow to complain about summertime injuries that briefly put me out of work (CITE, Broken Foot incident of 2006).

Anyways, to all my other family and friends, I send my love.