die Hypochonderin (noun) hypochondriac.
When I was in grade school I was a raging hypochondriac. I was able to convince myself that I did not feel good and that I needed to go home. What was even better was that I was really good at convincing other people, especially adults, that I did not feel good and needed to go home. It was cool when I was really young because the nurses cubicle was in the school office/teacher break room and I got to listen to the teacher gossip and especially them talking smack about certain kids…it was a good thing for them that I was too young to fully comprehend everything they said. The point of this story is that I am experiencing a whole mess of health issues now…nothing huge…but a bunch of small weird things that no one has ever heard of and that I have to ask Google to define…it is definitely karma for all of those times I went home sick from school to play with my barbies.
Since I have been stupid busy for a few days straight here is a summary of my week thus far.
A view of my organizational skills and what they turn up at my new job.
details of both workplaces.
My roommate celebrated her birthday with tacos and margaritas.
I don’t just like fish tacos…I LOVE fish tacos.
spent another hour of my life in the health center.
I have to get my tonsils taken out…nice.
I will be the first to say that I have pretty foot bones.
72 days until Graduation.