i haven't been to the doctor in years.

except for the past week.

i went to the doctor for a physical in 9th grade.
i went a few years ago for a blister on my lip.
those are the only times i can remember.
and those weren't even cause i was sick.

i don't even have a doctor.
i think my pediatrician might say i'm getting to old to see him.
so last week i went to some random instacare.

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maybe this would be good if i liked movies.
or tv. or reading much.
but i'd rather be at work.
i'm dying to go work out.
i swear i'm getting fat right in time for summer
cause all i do is sleep and eat.
fab.  just fab.

and this is not helping with my attempt to be social.


on a different note,
general conference was great.
i hope every unmarried returned missionary heard President Monson's priesthood talk.

Elder Holland is probably my favorite of the 12.
if it's okay to have a favorite.


on a different note, 
this summer was going to be fabulous.
but now it's going to be filled with 15 credits
of graduate classes.
so much for those 2 weeks in cali.

so what if i'm in a downer mood.
its cause i've been trapped in this bed far too long.
and i can't even talk.


it could be worse.
i could have had cancer
or a broken leg or something.
but i've just been spoiled to have a healthy body my whole life.


on a different note,
it's april.  happy april.
a little closer to 80 degree weather.


that's my little big rant.

really, everythings fine.

i'll be in new york soon.
and it'll be amazing.