Doctor vistit #2

Yesterday was my MRI. It was an hour long and they took scans of two sections of my back.
You know how hard it is for me to lay still for a full hour?
I don't even lay still when I'm asleep.
And the noise....oh, the noise.
It sounded like a bad 80s video game, taken over by Satan and his band of merry demons.
And I even had orange ear plugs in.
Really, just imagine a demonic version of the Frogger soundtrack, blasting all around you.

The MRI guy was nice though. After it was done, he let me see all the scans.
They were crazy looking! Way cooler and freakier than the xray.
You could see everything from my spinal cord to the fluid to the muscles.
Probably one of the coolest things I have ever seen.

Anyway, we will hopefully see what is causing my pain during visit #3, which is on Wednesday, I think.
It isn't on the calender, but I'm pretty sure that's when it is.

Now, tonight I am helping out at a Roller Derby.
I'll write about it tomorrow, of course.

And I skipped another Story time! Saturday.
But...that's the way it goes when I finally have something to write about.

Until next time, refrain from tickling a hobos feet!

GASP

I just realized that my blog is in desperate need of an update!
School has kept me busy, I just keep forgetting!

We are ordering my cap and gown soon, and an extra tassel for my car mirror.
I am already getting nervous to join the 'real' world.
As opposed to the apparently fake world I've been living in for 12 years.
MY WHOLE LIFE HAS BEEN A LIE!!!
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Not really. But you get my point.
Maybe not.
But I got my point.
So HA!

I'm actually just spacing a lot and junk so that it looks like I posted a lot.
I AM doing something exciting on Saturday though, so instead of Story time! Saturday this week, it will be a regular blog post.

Stay tuned for more!
And until next time, keep in touch with your dust bunnies!

Yawn.

I am way too tired from yesterday to be up early[I was up at 7!].
But I am indeed up, so I decided to post a blog about my busy day yesterday.

After a night of hanging out with Kendra, her boyfriend Anthony, Kandace and Felicia, Felicia and I spent the night at Kendra's so we could help Kendra's grandma move out of her house bright and early in the morning.
My morning consisted of moving boxes and other assorted things from 8ish until 11.30ish. Wooo.

Then I went home, showered, and went to Clayton's 4th birthday party to hang out with the family and eat some much deserved food.
After that, I went to Sparky's for a little bit to chill out with Kandace, her mom, her sister and her mom's friend.
Then Kandace and I went and got a Slurpee and hung out at her house until 8ish.

At that point, I was very tired and went home, only to realize that I had not posted my Story time! Saturday blog, since I had not really been home.
So, I scrambled through Word documents to find an old story from Sophomore year.
It is a pretty funny story though, so it's all good.

I think today will probably be my lounge around day...I hope.
Knowing my luck, someone will want to hang out.

Until next time, maintain your squash!

Story time! Saturday

I knew this would happen to me. I know it’s hard to believe, but I just knew a life threatening experience would cause me to confess things to someone. Things that I would not normally say to this person, due to the fact that the person would probably be angered. And you know what else I knew? That the life threatening experience would end up to be nothing at all. Now my life IS being threatened, thanks to that dang turbulence. Let me explain.

It was a relatively normal day. Kendra had flown to Texas to visit her mom, and I had gone with her. Now we were on our way back, and I was doing my routine freak out before we boarded the plane.

“Courtney, clam down,” said Kendra, rolling her eyes, “It’s just a plane ride. It’s not like something could go wrong because people didn’t check the plane’s landing gear. I mean, what are the chances of the plane catching fire when we take off or land?”

“That isn’t what I was worried about, but thanks for adding that in to my list of plane fears. I’m just worried about the plane spiraling down to the hard ground when we are in mid flight.”

“Pssh, like that could happen.” Kendra said as we took our seats.

It was about an hour later when it happened. The plane encountered really bad turbulence.

“AHHH!” I yelled. “I knew this would happen!”

Kendra showed no support or care, because she was fast asleep.

“That little jerk…” I muttered, before I started to panic again.

Those yellow breathing masks came down and that is when I snapped.

“Sweet mother of 3^rd graders that tried to kill their teacher! KENDRA, WAKE UP!”

“Huh? Don’t let the flying Korean carrots get me!” she yelled as she woke up. “What’s going on?”

“We are going to crash and die! No, even worse, burn and die and have to tap dance for scary old man for the rest of eternity!”

“Courtney, stop overreacting. It’s just a little turbulence.”

“No it’s not, you lie! Listen, I need to tell you something. I figure that since we are going to die anyway, I should get it off my chest.” I took a deep breath and looked at her, “I used your clarinet to unclog my toilet!”

She stared at me, “I don’t play clarinet…I don’t even own one.”

“Oh…Right...” I looked down, “What I meant to say was that I was the one who used the parachute to tap dance on your dog while we were free falling during the summer of ’69!”

“WHAT?! You lying little bag of birdie poop!”

The rest of the plane ride ended up being smooth. Once we landed, Kendra shoved me into her laptop bag. I currently have no idea where I am going, but I am defiantly running low on air.

THE END

So, sorry I posted this so late, but I've had a super busy day and I have hardly been home. So, I will post about today tomorrow, since Story time was today.

That was actually a story I wrote my Sophomore year for English[we would have to write one every week and I'd write it the night before it was due.]. Kendra and I would always write funny stories to make the class laugh, since we were the funniest ones in there!

So, I hope you enjoyed this last minute story post of mine. I just copied and pasted it from Word. Which is why everything is all double spaced and messed up now.

Until next time, don't use your mouse to comb your hair!

So...

I'm going to try to make my own blog layout. I don't know how long it will take or what it will do to my blog, so you'll probably just have to deal with a crazy blog for a while, since I'll have to do it between school and other stuff.

Anyhoodle,
I am super excited. The House season premier is Monday and the NCIS season premier is on Tuesday.
Two of my most favorite shows ever.
And for those lame-os who have never heard of/seen NCIS, it is NOT a version of CSI. Unless you are dyslectic.

Okay...so....That is all I have for you today.
Hopefully something cool happens so I can write about it.

Until next time, don't assist a panda with homicide!

Blahh.

I really have nothing of interest to write about today, but I really felt like posting something.
I could write about my day...but my day was really boring.
I could write about my weekend...but it wasn't that great either.
I could write about my plans for this weekend...but I have none.
And since I'm writing a list of things I could write about but shouldn't...This blog can be a list of Top Ten...something. I'll think of something in a minute.

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I got it! Here is my:

TOP TEN REASONS WHY I HATE CLOWNS!

10. Crazy red hair- it's just icky.
9. All that makeup is enough to fun 20 prostitutes.
8. Big red noses are for Rudolf.
7. Being sprayed in the face with water is NOT enjoyable.
6. They talk funny.
5. No one is that happy. NO ONE.
4. Clowns eat souls.
3. Clowns kill children to fuel their unnatural happiness.
2. They are just plane creepy.
1. Clowns are really zombie makers, who will be the cause of the inevitable zombie apocalypse.

Pachow.

Late starts are so awesome. I love that we get one every month. It's like a period. Except enjoyable and it doesn't last a week. Most of you probably could have gone without that comparison, but oh well.

Hey look! It's a picture of me in a graduation gown! This is the picture that will be my yearbook picture:

That's as big as I could get it without blurring it. >=(
Awww, aren't I sooo cute!? Of course I am.
If you answered no...I will find where you live. And I will destroy you.

ANYHOODLE,
that's pretty much all I got for today. Until next time, go talk to your friendly neighborhood hobo!