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You know what, I have nothing to do during winter break, and when I have nothing to do, I do what I do best: work.
So my new mission in real estate: selling my parent's second property. I told my parents a while ago if they fixed the place up I would sell it. Well, the time has come; it's time to get it on the market. Seven people want to buy the house. Jesus Christ. It sure isn't going to hard to sell. It's just the process and paperwork that's just a pain.
In high school we had finals after winter break so even if you were super bored you could at least study or something. Plus, in high school, there are a lot more people to hang around with, even if it meant wasting time and money. In college, my college friends are just all over northern/southern california and the rest of the United States and former co-worker buddies are mostly out of state. There's only a couple people I keep in touch with from high school and I can count them on one hand. I never thought I needed a whole bunch of friends. What I need and want are true friends, like my best friend Joann, who I wouldn't talk to for like 3 months but then just pick up the phone and talk like nothing had changed. I love that.
I talked to vanessa today, left a message for Joann, and called my broker. Vanessa and I want to get people together again to hang out. She told me Color Me Mine was closed on Larchmont. Sucks because in high school that was one of our fun weekend activities, then we'd go eat pho. *Le sigh, yup, those were the days.
Ah jesus, I had to go to the hospital again today because the pain got worse...
This time I didn't go in an ambulance so I had to wait in the ER waiting room for about an hour and I was literally dying. "Someone shoot me. Someone shoot me". Then they finally called me in to ask me questions which I obviously couldn't answer because I was in so much pain. I was like, "Sweet Jesus, I was here yesterday. Just look at the damn file. It's in that pile..." and sure enough it was. Eventually they put me in a room and I was sent up to get an ultrasound. The doctors thought I might be developing appendicitis but 2 hours laters the results didn't show anything abnormal with my appendix, so they were clueless. I was getting irritated at that point because I still had pain and I had been in there for 5 HOURS. Eventually I just said "Look, it's not food poisoning because I'm no pooing water, it's a bacterial infection, can you just give me something for the pain?" And the doctor said something along the lines of, "That's could be likely. Let's just start you on a course of antibiotics" and then I realized I had just freaking diagnosed myself.
The doctors at Marin General Hospital are idiots. No wonder they're known to be famous for killing people.
I was in the hospital last night, sick with food poisoning or something. The doctors didn't really know what it was. It all started at 11 or so at night i threw up at least 4 times. An ambulance came and took me to the hospital. They gave me two bags of IV and about 6 shots including morphine because the pain was really bad. It hurt so bad I wanted to rip my guts out, like a burning, nauseating, shooting pain. My friend stayed with me the whole night even when he had a math final at 8 in the morning which was really nice of him. I had a math final too but obviously I had to skip it. I came back from the hospital around 4:30am and went dead asleep until about 10:00am. I can't eat much right now, not really nauseated anymore but I have no energy to walk around. This happened at the worst time, finals week! *Le sigh...
I got a chinchilla today! I named it Pikachu. : )
So today we had a star sighting. We accidentally cut George Lucas off. He drives a gold Acura.
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