I am now one appendix short of a human being. Yup. I look reaaalllly good. Almost like I just had surgery. Oh, wait! Hah. Well, that was kind of a surprise, but I'm glad it's gone. We were in a fight, my appendix and I, anyhow. The hospital was an exciting experience. I was ready to kill everyone by the time I had to leave. And, most importantly, this experience made me dislike my mother more than ever before. Just one single example, and then I'll go sleep, because I didn't do that at all last night. Can you tell? Yeah? Yeah? As if it's not bad enough that my mom's neglectful and, well, stupid in private, today, as I was leaving my room, I stood up, picked up all my stuff, and said "Woah, I'm dizzy." So what did mother do then? Well, naturally, she started yelling at me for complaining. My room mate's visitors were shocked. They said things like "Stop complaining?! She had her appendix removed! Don't worry honey, I'm sure she didn't mean it." But she did mean it. I hope she felt really stupid after that. But somehow, I don't think she did. =/ Oh, and if you've ever had the urge to see me high/intoxicated/not in my right mind, I have a picture that I've entitled "A Little Too Much Codeine": I did get to steal a neat bathrobe, though.