'Kay so, I don't have the energy to deal with the drama that errupted on that last journal so, uh, LOOK FEATURES!

Theme? FRIGGING AWESOME

The following pictures were chosen from my pool of friends, who are already awesome by association, but are indeed the most frigging awesome pictures in their galleries, in my opinion. Why is that? Because they're either awesomely hilarious, awesomely awesome, or awesomely epic in the ammount of time and detail put into them. : D

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Bam. Now go buy yourself some ice cream. You're awesome and deserve it. <3

Edit
Tommarow is my day off. In celebration of which, I get to get up at 6:30 am, go to the hospital, and get blood drawn. : < I've never had blood drawn... despite the fact that I flip the eff out when people touch my veins, I'm not terribly worried about the blood drawing part so much as what they might find. My mom's family has a long history of high BP and High Cholesterol whereas my dad's has a history of normal BP and normal cholesterol. My BP is normal, which is a goof sign, but I'm terrified I'm going to have high cholesterol. I have enough eating restrictions already... if I have high cholesterol I have a feeling I'm going to end up living off of oatmeal.

And I hate oatmeal.

So... I just felt the need to tell people that, cuz I am kind of worried. : <

THE AFTERMATH

Thanks for all the support guys! You're all too sweet. <3

So, I showed up at the hospital at 7:35-ish and was the first one to get it done. The nurse thought that it was funny that I'm 18 and have never had a blood test before, which was funny but kinda annoyed me because, well, I had to get up at 6 am for this and I hadn't eaten since 9 the night before and all that good stuff, but whatever. It went fine, it felt like having an IV, but I noticed through out the day that I just felt off. Really really off. After the test my dad took me to breakfast and bought me a coffee, so I felt a lot better and had energy, but after the cafeene wore off I noticed I had, like, really super low blood sugar and was really strained to move. So, when I told my mom, she made me go to the gym because she thought it'd make me feel better, but it really made it worse. :/ But after lying down for a while and eating two extra meals I started to feel better. Now, aside from the fact that I still can't straiten my arm out, I'm doing pretty good.

Just another reason I really REALLY hope I don't have high cholesterol, because apparently, unless I'm really cafinated, I'm useless. I don't want to keep getting blood tests~

Peace Out!