Shocker Update

I feel good. I feel really good. Do I dare repeat that? Nah you get the point. But I'll explain about that in a second. First off, let's get this out of the way. So let's see here. Last Wednesday, I went to use the bathroom and something horrible happened. I've been having an issue where every time I use the toilet I end up bleeding. And at first, what started two years ago or more back at Pembroke as a few spots on toilet paper has turned into a full on bleeding opera, that soaks the paper, and my hand in blood. That was like a month ago.

Wednesday, I went to use the toilet. I get up to flush and see something horrible. The entire toilet bowl is covered in blood. Not covered thick as in toilet bowl cleaner, type, but sprayed all the way around as though I had been hacking up a chicken in the toilet and the blood was sprayed everywhere. I was instantly freaked. The water was dark red, meaning there'd been even more blood, and I was like whoa because the movement had been soft which was bad enough. So shaken, I called Dad and them and he told me to go to the hospital.

I leave and get outside with the guards and they end up calling the ambulance, which takes me to the Kingston A & E (Accident and Emergency, I guess) and I'm there for 9 and a half hours reading Sophie Kinsella's "Twenties Girl" in my spare time. (Hilarious book!) And I found out they don't know what's going on. I'm bleeding but they don't know why. So I have blood tests and xrays and a physical exam, and she tells me I could have irritable bowel disease, or it could be the early symptoms of colon cancer.

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So I leave there and head over to Putneymead and got a colonoscopy scheduled for July 20th and that will tell them a little more about what they're dealing with and hopefully everything will come back negative and I can move on and figure out what the fuck is going on. So yeah that was the bad news.

I've been out to central a copy times this week, which is a chance for me. I went there after working in Tooting on Friday for an HE fair at a school that everyone said was supposed to be all hardcore, and it turns out the kids were quite nice and I got lots of free food out of the deal. Afterward, I came back and went with Sajitha to central, only to have her bail cause she needed to take this Chinese kid to the police station. I decided to roll around Soho because I had nothing better to do and wanted to go see the Lion King. Couldn't do it, so I went and got drinks at a bar "Village" I think it was, and then had dinner at TGI Friday's, as it was, Friday.

As an aside, interestingly, one year ago I was at Friday's with Lisa eating dinner when we found out about Michael Jackson. How interesting that a year later, I'm back at Friday's (in London, no doubt).

Then I went back out yesterday with Jen and her fabulous friend Heidi to this bar called Tiger Tiger where we watched USA lose to Ghana in this nail-biter of a match. Really annoying but hey, what'chu gonna do? Afterward, we went to Pizza Hut (the first time the food was actually delicious) and I headed home.

This morning, I woke up with the intent of doing work on my script all day....but that did not happen.

The Countdown Begins Again...

49 Days till I'm back in the States...which is great and a little frightening in many ways. So let's see. I turned in my poetry essay yesterday and I think it's a vast improvement over the one that I had turned in originally. So now it's just the waiting game to see how that pans out. I expect that it will be a great improvement, and I also asked for my poetry to be remarked, so that should be interesting.

So all the girls have moved out and I'm pretty much here by myself now till I get ready to leave, which is a bummer but I guess it's for the best, as now I have nothing to keep me from the massive massive edits I have to do on Skin Deep. At least I got that shit written, and 110 pages in a month isn't shabby.

Tom came over this weekend and the weekend ended up being bust when Friday night his back gave out on him and he ended up not being able to do anything at all really. I guess he was lucky that I keep a bottle of pain pills here, though he pretty much demolished the bottle...yeah....so we're gonna see if we can try it again before we go but who knows? I don't really know how he feels about me. I don't know if he thinks this is a fun little diversion or something more. And the grand plan I had to unveil this question was completely ruined by the back thing so that made it all the worse.

I ended up not being able to go to the England vs. USA game because of Tom, so I missed hanging out with Jen which pissed me off (kinda like as my friend Jon came over tonight to ask if we could hang out then proceeded to use my TV for nearly an hour to watch the damn World Cup match for a team neither of us is interested in.)

Alright so I'm off for now. It's late and I'm tired. Later.

In Love, Life and Relationships.

So this past week has been really interesting. Apparently I'm becoming the Love Guru again, which is fine, but I find it paradoxial that I'm giving so many people advice about something that I've never had. Maybe they just need to hear it from another mouth. It's always good to have that reconfirmation from someone else, which is why I'm interested in hearing it from a psychic though I don't really believe in any of that.

So Meriel and Jerry got married on Saturday night, and I saw some pictures. It looks fabulous and I'm so happy for them. Especially when I didn't know if it was going to go through, considering some of the things that has happened between the two of them and whether or not they'd be strong enough to get through it. But that's why I love Meriel. She's a tough-as-nails chick and she doesn't take shit and that's what Jerry needs I think. I think they'll be together for awhile unlike other people I could say, and I know couples that have gotten married out the blue and I think the only reason they stay together is because he's never there.

Okay gotta cut this short. Rebecca (classmate) is out front we're going to see Rec 2 so I can scare the crap out of her.

Happy 5th Anniversary Bloggie!!

Okay so I'm a little late, but Sunday marked my fifth year of having a blog. God it's been a crazy bunch of times. Here's to another five!!!