I've got a brain tumor.
There, cat's out of the bag.
My mom keeps telling me
that there must be some way to say it other than
I've Got A Brain Tumor.
Technically,
It's in my pituitary gland.
Hormone changes?
I could grow to be 7 ft. tall.
I wish.

So, surgery is most likely.
Hooray!

Currently Listening Plans By Death Cab for Cutie summer skin, my favorite track off of plans see related

more neurology departments, more doctors.
they're beginning to look the same to me.
they're all nice enough, but let me tell you, a person gets sick of rehashing blacking out,
especially when I don't remember the initial black outs.
In school, I got my grades, my parents didn't get mad
though I should be doing better.
Motivation, motivation -- I've got none.

On the flip side,
My birthday is a month away!
The big 1-7 here I come.

heart monitors, SATs, midterms,
OHMY.

stress much?
yes.
that's it.

my seester made me a purple ceramic whale for christmas.
i love it.

since the last entry, numerous things have happened.
i carried on yet another twilight conversation,
i got hurt, not once but TWICE!,
i recruited myself for a college,
i hurt my mother's feelings,
stanec got a cell phone [welcome to the 21st century]
and various other events.
that is all.