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My eye doctor is the worst about these sorts of things. I didn't know until, um, YESTERDAY that I have slight astigmatism. hmm....that explains, well, A LOT! Oh, and then there's the other little nice-ness of severe near-sightedness. High risk for tears and holes in the retina. None at all...so far. But I adore my eye doctor. He still gives me a Tootsie Roll Pop, if I want it ^_^ And he's really nice. Tells me what he's doing, what he's looking at. That always makes me feel better. Like when I had to get my first cavity filled, well...okay, it's a really bad story.
I was pretty freaked out to begin with. Then they had the needle, and I was in tears. They didn't TELL me about the needle, even though I ASKED beforehand. NO mention of a needle. ANYWAY, it turns out that he was also supposed to pull one of me teeth, but I was so freaked out that he didn't ^_^ And ever since, I haven't had a cavity on the upper right side of my mouth again ^_^ Motivation to brush very very often! And if I luck out and inherit my mom's teeth, I won't ever have teeth pulled ^_^ Though she'd like that other one gone. xp You can't even see it. There would be no difference in my mouth, or my smile, really. Why torment me?
I had a horrible dream last night. Not really a nightmare, but it wasn't exactly pleasant. I can't complain, though. I knew good and well that this was coming; it was only a matter of time. I was at work and showing some of the kids how to sign in and where to put their lunch money. Well, much of the time, I was outside 'cause it wasn't the 1st week of camp or anything, but there were still new kids. Right before we went inside, Colin showed up. A kid needed me, so I went, and we closed the doors b/c camp was starting and no more cars were pulling up with kids. One of the adults wouldn't let him in, and I walked across the gym with the little kid, hearing him calling out to me. I was crying. I didn't turn around, just cried. And then I woke up and felt awful all over again.
I can't understand why this is bothering me! I always knew I would be cutting him off. It was inevitable. My better judgement was going to win out in the end, like it or not. This should NOT be getting to me! Gah!
hmm...the mysteries persist. Why am I getting so distracted over this? How are there views on my journal with no logins? I can think of only one possibility (unknown account), but I'm not going to bother investigating it. There's no point in this stupidity. C'mon, I know what happens. I find the account, months later, that one gets abandoned, and there's a new one to find. And in the mean time, I'm still sitting around with the same old account xd This is what they call irony.
Game Over. I lose. It's a nice change of pace. I like it. I need another change of pace, other than cutting off the person who let me be frustrated and rant but didn't understand most of it. Bad change of pace. Here's to hoping I never run into him at the mall again.
Well, the camp talent show was today. It was amazing, as usual! Christy, a 3rd grader, won the 3rd and 4th grade talent show with her violin performance. She was so good! The little troublemakers group of Lindsey, McKenzie, Sal, and Carson didn't place, and Lindsey and McKenzie looked very angry. And as a general rule, if I know the names of a bunch of camp kids, they're usually getting in trouble. This particular group hangs out by their bag table when they should be in line, always lags way behind the group, forcing a counselor to go back and fetch them, I've told them off a few times in art, etc. Oh, and they signed up at least 4 times each for another gimp. crying And I'm pretty sure all of them were in Math Club Jr. during the school year. I know Mc, Sal, and Linds were.
BURN NOTICE!
 nepie · Fri Jul 27, 2007 @ 03:00am · 0 Comments |
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