Although I'm obsessed with Gaia, that's not what I'm gonna talk about.
I had this queer darker patch of skin in the middle of my stomach which had been there for quite some time (Probably half a year...) which I never bothered to get checked out as I, being the genies I am, figured that I was turning Asian. Although after some time I began to experience pains in my stomach/chest area which made me decide to check it out.
I took my mothers bank card and headed to the doctors, it was empty for once so I figured I was in luck, but after a minute or 2 or waiting guess who comes out of the doors? Non-step-dad. Great. It was one of the most awkward conversations I had to force out of myself, and the majority of it were lies. I didn't really feel like getting into an argument on how I detest him so I just played along without him even suspecting a thing.
I went into the doctors office after that and showed him the strange rough feeling darker patches of skin, and right away he diagnosed me with a bacterial infection called something along the lines of Phrysis, he gave me a prescription for some cream and I went along my merry way to get it.
I figured this would only cost $5 because mother had benefits and I was covered by health care- but no. It wasn't covered in either. I was panicking because I honestly thought it would cost me something along the lines of $100, but thankfully it was only $20.70, so I bought it.
Then on Monday I had decided to let Tyler cut my hair, as it was starting to get annoying pushing it out of my face every 5 seconds or so. I choose a nice Japanese hair style and he cut it perfectly! I'm really happy with the result, I only have one picture of it, which isn't the best, but I'm planning on taking some more this weekend with my crappy laptop:
Not my favorite picture, but it works!
Thursday was another meeting for my club, and we tried to come up with a new name, for we couldn't do anything we wanted without a real name. I expected a nice quiet environment to think and lead my club in the right direction, but I've been on a wrong streak this week, and so there was this annoying little grade 9 red head who was screaming at the top of her lungs the entire lunch hour!
At one point I got annoyed and went out of the room and said, "Look, my club is trying to have a meeting so can you be quiet?"
And of course, her being a superficial brat, replied, "Well, if you want us to be quiet why don't you tell them to?!" and pointed to the group beside her who wasn't even making that much noise compaired to her.
I sighed and my voiced turned into a far more annoyed tone, "If you want them to leave you alone, leave them alone and ignore them, they'll lose interest and leave you alone." I walked back into the club room hoping that would be the end of it.
Dead wrong again!
Not even a minute later her voice echoed through the halls, and we never came up with a single name idea.
Honestly, she better be quiet next Thursday for her own good, or I'm going to get administration to escort her out of the hallway where no one can hear her obnoxious voice.
Even though all that really wasn't all the great besides the haircut, today made up for it. I got to hang out with my Japanese friend Rinko, which was really fun, I hope we get to hang out more!
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