A fingernail. In a place I care not to mention. And it may have taken a chunk of skin. And I may have thought it was really funny, until we looked down and realized I had blood running down my legs, everywhere. Like serious blood. Dripping, red, blood. It was still funny, but then I was light headed and a bit nauseas. I took like six papertowels to mop me up, and more to get the blood off the couch. I felt like I was misscarrying the baby I wasn't pregnant with. It hurts to sit down, and it REALLY hurts to pee. I still think it was funny, though.
So I cut a lot of celery and carrots today and whatnot in class. I made carrots, celery, onions tonightat home! I sauteed them! All by myself, too. It was great. The house still smells delicious. Unfortunately, my sweatshirt does not. Oh well. I'm gonna make an ill soup tomarrow.
Other classes were more or less uneventable. No new news, I mean. I tried very, very hard to do my work. All of it. I tried very, very hard to stay awake. I tried very, very hard to be cute and not an annoying little *****.
I'm so tired, my muscles hurt anyways besides my lady parts being difficult. And I'm just plain tired. Steve made me a chocolate cookie today. It was yummy!
I went to see Devra and tried to make a point that this rash all over my face was not my biggest concern, it was my lack of focus and general crankiness, and even MORE so this overtaking of narcoleptic behaviors. I got through and she says to ask my primary about sleep tests. I'm excited. About this test? I am excited, excited, excited. It would clear up so much in my life.
I talked to Shei. I like telling her stories, Idk why. She's a good listener, probably.