Losing The Feeling Of Feeling Unique

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    I got back from Texas late last night.  I really don't know how to feel about it.  I mean it wasn't bad but then again I didn't really get to see a whole lot of it. 
   The school was really nice and I really liked the apartment I'd be living in but that's really all we saw.  I was nice though if not a little hot.  Oh and the freakin' hotel didn't have internet access!  WHAT THE FUCK!!! Where in the world do you not have wireless!  Apparently hotels in Texas.     Oh and Vicky was really good in the car.  She didn't try to climb all over me or anything and she was just a really good girl.  I was so shocked.  In fact I think that she liked riding in the car!  Izzy however wasn't very good.  He kept trying to crawl into dad's lap even though he was driving.

DISTURBING TEXAS FACT:
Former President George Bush has a turn pike named after him in Dallas.

I went home sick today. I wasn't really sick I just felt weird. Like when I feel that way I feel as if I need to take off some of my skin. Like if I could just scratch some off then I'd be okay. But I can't. My skin feels thick and hot and like there is way to much for my body. It's gross and I hate it.

 I got my hair done yesterday.  I haven't felt right since.  I wanted to dye my hair red but my mom guilted me into keeping it blonde.  I totally don't feel like myself.  I just don't feel anything today.

I'm already in bed and I'm watching Teen Idol or whatever on VH1. It's so good. I'd hate to admit it but its kinda helping show me what not to do if I wanna be an actress. The rest of today was kinda sucky. I was a total bitch. We, being me and my mom, agree that the Red Bull I started drinking again was making me a total bitch. Weird right?
I also talked to Abby on facebook. She wants a new tattoo and shes been talking about it. She wants a Hello Kitty tattoo on her ankle. She also got her cartilage pierced. I think its so weird that getting your ears pierced at Clair's costs more than having anything pierced at a tattoo parlor.

Well thats it for now.

 My Chemical Romance came out with a new video for the song Desolation Row that they covered.  

I saw it and I almost cried.  I was so happy.  Even though it hadn't been that long at least I got to see that my boys hadn't changed.  Even though Gee's married and going to have a baby he's the same.  

I was so scared that they would all finally grow up and come back as different people.

This just kinda proves to me that they won't.

I'm about to cry just thinking about it.

It's the morning! Stop looking all squinty and diseased!

*grumble~Stupid eye. Making me look like I have pink eye and such.~grumble*

Now for the story that we have all been waiting for *drum roll*

How Hilary Hurt Her Wrist
by Hilary Huddleston

So I woke up well on Wednesday and got ready for school and all that fun jazz. Well, every day after I get done getting ready I play with my english bulldog, Victoria, if I have time.

She brought me her deflated soccer ball that she likes for me to throw and I tossed it a few times. Sometimes when I go to throw it she tries to grab it out of my hand before I can throw it so that we can play tug-o-war. Well, I went to go throw it and she lunged to get it and her mouth collided with my wrist.

It hurt like a fucking bitch.

I screamed and held it and Vicky came over to see what was wrong. My mom came down and I told her what had happened. Since I really wanted to go to school she gave me some aspirin and I went off.

I wasn't at school for twenty minutes before I realized that it hurt to bad to write, move it, or even set it down. I called her and she came to get me.

I knew that calling her meant going to the hospital but it hurt so bad that I thought it might be broken and I wanted to make sure.

We went to the hospital.

As soon as we got in there I started screaming and crying. I have panic attacks when I go in hospitals. I sat in a chair while my mom went to go get my hospital bracelet. I just sat there and cried and screamed. She came back and the bracelet was put around my wrist.

They led me back to one of the little beds with me screaming "No" and having to be pulled.

I sat on the bed and they took x-rays and finally after the x-rays, when I couldn't cry anymore, I calmed down and tried to sleep.

They came back and told me that it wasn't broken but I was going to have to wear a brace on it for a few weeks because it was badly bruised.

They gave me a brace and we left.

I could have gone back to school but after the panic attack I was just so tired that I came home and slept for five hours.

I'm still in my brace and my wrist still hurts really bad.

Victoria is okay and tries to eat my brace nightly.

The End

I’m in the computer lab waiting on my Friday school Professor to get here. He’s the frickin’ teacher and hes late. I mean what the hell. He’s at a meeting. Whatever. He was probably just up late playing WoW.

So before long I really will write a post about what happened to my arm but you don’t even know about that so why do you care?

I really don’t want to go anywhere today but I also don’t want to just stay here and pretend to be working. Humm seems I’m kinda stuck.

Oh and I made Megan take me to Walmart this morning for “emergency femine products”.

Well thats about it for now, all this typing is making my wrist hurt again.