Bye Bye Wisdom Teeth

So yesterday, I had my upper wisdom teeth removed and I am in so much pain. I had to wait in the waiting room for almost two hours, which drove me crazy because getting your teeth pulled is something you don't want to wait for. You just want to get it over with so you can deal with the pain and move on. I asked them to put me under anesthesia because when I had my bottom wisdom teeth taken out it literally scarred me. I had to hear everything and my teeth were fully grown in. In order to take out the teeth they had to crack the teeth before they took them out. Can you imagine being wide awake hearing the doctor practically chiseling away at your teeth. Not so pleasant. It took me four years to give in to get my top wisdom teeth taken out and I went to a different doctor. He reminds me of this bad guy from Lost, old looking, big nose, but he was very nice. I was asleep for most of the surgery, but woke up towards the end after the teeth were out, thank goodness.

Being home has been nice even though I'm a great deal of pain and my face is swollen. I had an ice pack wrapped around my face yesterday. Sure it was difficult to breathe, but the cold ice pack felt amazing on my swollen face. The medicine I'm taking makes me extremely loopy and the doctor said while I am on it I can't drive.

All next week I will be in training and I will be rowing twice a day. I am hoping that I will be fully healed and recovered by then. As of right now, don't know if that will happen.

Despicable Me (haha like the movie)

February and March haven't been going too well. I feel like I am the biggest scatterbrain lately. I don't know what is wrong with me. As stupid as this sounds I was so on top of my game when the semester hit off, but constantly being put down by that one annoying teacher, being called clueless and an airhead makes me want to give up on everything I work for. Crew started and I have never been this tired in my life. You would think after four years of rowing I would get used to this, but I'm physically and now mentally drained. I want spring break to come already so I can regain all my strength. I would take a mental health day, but the past days I've missed of classes are either because of the freaky weather or not having a car from the accident. It has been over a month and I still am using my Mom's minivan to drive to school. I'm hoping that this week flies by because my brain is slowly shutting down. I just want to sleep, row, eat and do nothing for a week so that I can be put together for when school starts in April. At least the semester is well over halfway done. I honestly think that senioritis came a year late because my brain is mush right now. I have so much work to do and midterms to study for that are coming up. I keep forgetting about this blog because I always post on Saturday or Sunday when I am at my computer. Fridays are busy because I coach a high school rowing team alongside my coach for Hofstra and Sagamore, the team I was on in high school. I'm hoping I can get all my work done today so I can worry less about how my grades will turn out this semester.

Finally....

I am on time for this blog for once! I am watching Scrubs right now before I go to my old high school's play. One of my friend's who is a year younger than me has the lead role. The play or musical they are showing is "The King and I." I used to be on the stage crew when I was in high school, but I left in perfect timing because the people who are on stage crew now are all freshmen everyone else quit (go figure).

Today wasn't that bad. My spanish teacher didn't yell at the class, which was amazing because he is a nasty teacher. In all my years at school have never come CLOSE to failing in a class and I am getting D's in this class. I have no idea what I am doing wrong and I'm too afraid to approach him because he just yells at you and makes you look like everything is your fault and he is just the most amazing teacher in the world, which is completely wrong. I just want this semester to end and I want to finish this class with a passing grade. I want summer. I want the beach. I want to stop looking so pale and people asking me if I'm sick. No, I'm not sick I just haven't seen sunlight in months, not a big deal. I'm so desperate to be sun-kissed I have even considered the tanning salon. It's the closest I can get to the sun without paying a fortune to go on vacation.

I have, however, been saving up for a trip to Florida because my best friend from middle school moved there right before we went to high school. We're still really close and she usually visits every winter, but because her and I have low paying jobs and both our families aren't doing as well financially we haven't seen each other in a little over a year.

I'm so thankful it's the weekend. This week was probably one of the longest weeks this semester. I have so much work to do, but right now all I want to do is sleep. =)

Well Overdue

I can't stop thinking about Food. Inc. I'm really upset. I haven't been eating much. The only protein I ate was sushi. To be honest I hate that I watched that movie. I was blind and naive about how the meat industries are treating animals, but as selfish as this sounds I was happy living that way. I was talking to one of my friends who has been Vegan for a good portion of her life and she is a strong activist and has been showing me videos of poorly treated animals. There is a documentary called Earthlings and the video is on Earthlings.com. I couldn't finish watching it. I saw a man stand on a dogs head to kill the dog and he bled through his nose and his skull was crushed. Is this really the world we live in? It's disgusting and unforgivable. Animals were put on this world to live as we do and yes I believe in the circle of life, but we don't need eggs, milk, and meat to survive. I barely got through the preview of Earthlings before I closed my laptop and burst into tears. I'm a big animal lover. I've rescued baby bunnies in the woods behind my house and set them free without imprinting and I have two dogs I play with every day when I come home from school. I grew up being allergic to chicken, pork, beef, milk and eggs and it's probably because of all the drugs and hormones that they inject the animals with. I outgrew most of my allergies except milk, but even if I was allowed to eat things with dairy I wouldn't. All day I just thought about how those chickens have never seen daylight and can't run around like a normal chicken would. I'm so shook up by all of this. I don't know what else to think...

Movie Marathon!

I think I watched five movies today and now I'm watching The Perfect Man, don't judge me. I watched Coraline twice this weekend and I watched A Knight's Tale twice, Legally Blonde and Nancy Drew. I love the Nancy Drew movie, it was pretty good. It reminded me of these books I used to read when I was younger about a girl with a photographic memory and she solved mysteries. I forgot the name, but I'm sure I still have the stack of books upstairs.

I finally was able to get on the Language Lab Center Website. I have been trying to download the recording for my Spanish 3 class for two weeks now and a small miracle happened today, kidding.

I wish the miracle was carried over to actually finishing listening and writing the recordings for the lab, but that didn't happen. Half-way through the lab I got frustrated and walked away. I replayed one part about 50 times and still had no idea what the lady was saying. Of course in the examples the speakers speak so slow an idiot with only one semester of spanish on their belt could understand it, but then it went on to the questions and the woman spoke so fast my head was about to implode. I used to love spanish class in high school. I had one of the highest grades in the class and now I feel like I'm taking 10 steps backwards. I'm doing terribly and that's not like me. It's so frustrating because every time I try to talk to my teacher he cuts me off in class and embarrasses me. I've been debating whether or not to talk to the dean or someone who could talk to this guy. I have never done this bad in a class. Well I'm going to get back to my movie.

Never Punctual With This Thing

I'm always late with this blog. I'm not used to describing every detail of my life on the internet. I would write something opinionated, but to be honest I don't want to because everything I write in college is usually a blend between facts and opinions. When it comes to this blog I just like to sit down and take in my day and think about everything I did during the week. This week was terrible. I had to wake up 4 hours earlier to be driven by my friend because I have no car for another two weeks. All my friend's classes are early in the morning and all of mine start after 10. I usually go to the library and catch up on my reading for classes because I can't read when I'm home because my dogs always bark and my Dad watched UFC and my Mom constantly nags me about my day. I also can't read at work because I babysit a two year old 3-4 days out of the week for a couple of hours and she needs my attention while I am there.

This weekend both my sisters came home. Jackie came from Philadelphia and Jessica came from New Hampshire. Jessica, who is 3 months pregnant wanted to go to BuyBuy Baby to register for her baby shower. There are two things I hate to shop for, which are baby stores and dish and silverware shopping. People often tell me, well that's just because you don't care much about this stuff at the age you are at now, but truthfully I don't think I will ever like to do THAT kind of shopping. It's boring and uninteresting. I am, however, excited about my sister's baby. I've been wanting to be an aunt since I was 14, a year into Jess and Tony's marriage.

Anyways, the baby shopping was worse than I expecting with the constant, oooo's and aaahh's from my Mom all that was on my mind was how my feet hurt from standing and how hungry I was. Luckily we were only in there for an hour because any longer and I might have run out of the store screaming as if my hair were on fire. We went to Panera Bread after and we sat and ate a late lunch and then I came home to finish shooting my roll of pictures for my photography class.

I still have some homework to do for tomorrow's classes. I should probably get started on that before I fall asleep. I'm sitting near my bed and I am so tempted to bury myself in my sheets and not wake up until next friday.

It Can Only Get Better

Busy, would not even begin to describe these past four days. I had to coach a High School Rowing team this weekend on top of my other job and school work. I did have some time for myself though, which was nice. Saturday, Sunday and Monday I coached. Saturday night I went to the movies with one of my good friends from my old rowing team. We saw Dear John. I didn't cry, which was surprising because I'm a sap and I cry about everything. It wasn't sad to me because the man playing the father in it was from Step Brothers and every time I saw him on screen quotes from Step Brothers flowed through my head and I would start to smile or laugh. Channing Tatum was good in the movie, but didn't strike any emotion from me. Everyone around me was hysterically crying. Sunday was valentine's day and I worked and coached and then later that night I went laser tagging with the Rowing Team I coached. It was a lot of fun actually and we weren't the oldest people there. Yesterday, however was an extremely bad night. I didn't want to make this public, but I got into a car accident on my way to syosset with one of my friends, gabe and I was making a left on to 25A and a black cadillac going around 70 or 80 mph in a 40 mph zone sped up the hill on 25A and side swiped the front of my car. The other man's cadillac was completely totaled because after he hit me he lost control of his car and hit into a tree. My car was pushed in a bit in the front and had a minor leak from the radiator. Luckily no one was hurt and the other driver isn't coming after me money-wise or blaming me for the accident, but now I am without a car and my parents have to deal with all the financial issues with the insurance. Before my parents and I had two cars to share and now we have three drivers and one car, but we are getting a rental car that the insurance is paying for. It was a terrible night last night, but I am very blessed to still be standing and walking because if the other driver had hit my door there's a good chance I wouldn't be sitting in my room writing this right now. There are so many What If's that I am trying not to think of and this being my first accident will hopefully be my last accident.