Arch-Angel

Paper Towns by John Green. ~AA

On a Monday?! Alright, whatever. Have fun! ~AA

It's not Lupus. [/House] ~AA

*is very much enjoying!* ~AA

Well... if you got an extra monitor... ~AA

Will you really Never Give Me Up or Let Me Down? ~AA

After taking a psychology class, I can tell you that was part complement/part insult. ~AA

Can someone give me an estimate of how much it costs? Want to do it before school starts again. ~AA

Have a good break! ...And what if it's a pretty mess? ~AA

I feel rickrolled. ~AA

Did I ever tell you that you're a cutie? No? You're a cutie. ~AA

*joyful tear* ~AA

...So back on May 12th, I woke up at 6:30AM on a Saturday in pain. It was strange to me. It was like indigestion, but it packed more of a punch. I had to wake up early that morning anyway, had a Saturday school (like I said before, I'm no saint ) so I figure considering I felt something like this back on New Years and I simply waited it by reading Breaking Dawn from halfway to finish. Unfortunately... The pain got worse. I couldn't stand it. I woke up my mom and told her about it. She gave me Mylanta; the stuff you take for indigestion. I feel better for fifteen minutes, and I'm back to pain. The pain increased. I started writhing. I was contorting my body in ways you'd think I was possessed. Right across the middle of my abdomen, to the shoulder blades and kidneys, I was in pain. I could not lay down in peace, could not stand in peace, could not exist in peace. Now, I don't have medical insurance because we couldn't afford it, and the last thing I want for my family is a bill past the two digit range. So when I started begging my mom to bring me to the ER, you know I'm tortured. After waiting an hour in the ER, we got a room and a doctor. Thank you Lord for morphine. I got out of the hospital on Tuesday, and missed a week of school (and with that got my half-credit in Biology which I aced anyway for my attendance record). Luckily there was a House marathon that Monday to give me some irony. After an ultra sound revealing I had gallstones and a CT Scan confirming I had acute cholecystitis, I was given antibiotics to fight the infection, and was told that I was going to have surgery in four to six weeks to remove my gallbladder. With the gallstones in there, I could receive another infection or get cancer later on in life. You all know I hate the very thought of cancer. I was placed on a low-fat diet. For the last two months, I could not have any diary, pork, NOTHING over 4 grams of fat. Chips? Nope, pretzels. Chocolate milk? Nope, skim. Pizza or a burger? Nope, turkey wrap hold the mayo. Next time you think you should ask God to help you lose weight, you better be ready. In the first 2-3 weeks, I lost 10-15 pounds. Last Monday, the 6th of July, I had surgery to remove my vestigial organ. I spent the last six days recovering, and right now, I can walk. =D ------------------------------------------------------------- The last three months had it's fill of drama. People thought Rachael was cheating on Miguel with me, I denied the claim and convinced Miguel otherwise, thus bringing back the couple. I stopped all rumors in the freshman class (stupid freshmen... *sigh*) that we were going out at all because I went to Cotillion with her (Miguel had a bumpy road in his life and I was her #2 guy if he couldn't go) and aside from vanquishing rumors and stopping drama from happening best I could, the school year ended well. The last 180+ days have been... staggering in making an impact in my life. I made a career choice, and I made an effort in my grades. I made so many friends, and lost who I loved. I have no contact with old pals, but made a best friend in Rachael. I remembered how to smile, but forgot the tears. I think I grew up a lot this year. And the best/worst part is, there's a whole lot more of it to do. ~AA

Lol, I snuck into a club a week and a half ago. It was my sister's 21st, and I'm straightedge. ...But I love clubbing. ~AA

23 flavors on my steak? That's worth every penny. ~AA

I thought it was a great movie after one view. After like, a freakin' year, I watched it again. It's a good/okay movie. Replay value: Two views, then you've had your fill. ~AA

Harmony/Melody of Something by The Beatles This song goes out to anyone who suddenly, somehow in our mature ages (of near adulthood), feel like this for someone again. Something we haven't felt since our pre-teens. FLUNKING by Arch-Angel How do you write a song for this girl? When no Shakespeare can do her justice? How do you write a song that shows them... They say love is easier than math, But why am I failing this class? It's like my heart has never known, What a love like this can do to it, Do you have any idea what you do to me? They say love is easier than math, But why am I failing this class? Stop asking me where this'll go, I have no clue, God only knows Will I take her out to dinner and a show? Time will tell, 'cause I don't know It's like I'm back to age twelve, Because I don't know if she likes me back, I'll write her a song instead, to see if I go on in her head They say love is easier than math, But why am I failing this class? ~AA

Up to 80 grand a year? Why yes, sir, I do believe no one will hold that against you. ~AA

...You went on the Scream, didn't you? ~AA

Laptop first. Get rid of the hardest to take care of the easiest. ~AA

Hey! I'm back too! =D ~AA

I'm backkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk. ~AA

If you have 2 dollars and Barack has 2 dollars, Barack has more money than you. ~AA

You're in the 8th or 9th grade. Sick with the clean shave. ~AA