Hmm, okay. I don't quite know how this is going to turn out, but here goes...It's a Tuesday night and I've put my little "Peanut" to sleep. Right now I'm a little upset and pissed because my "sperm donor" was supposed to be coming by to see me and my little "Peanut". It's almost 11:00 pm and no sign of him. Being that he's famous for no-shows, I should be used to this by now, but for some reason I derive a sick pleasure from anticipating a visitor who never shows. I told myself months ago that I didn't care if his balls fell off, but I guess the events of tonight prove otherwise....
Besides that little tidbit, my life is quite interesting. Not in a glamourous sort of way, but in a sad and confusing way. In a few weeks I'll be starting college again for yet another degree. I regret the first one because I won't even get a chance to use it, but also because in retrospect I didn't even do that fantastic of a job earning it. Anyway, I'm going back as a pre-med major. I've always wanted to work in a hospital. I like the smell of antiseptic and the faded green scrubs that the doctors and nurses have to wear. I want to be a doctor, nurse, radiation therapist, physical therapist.......the list goes on and on. All I know is that I want to work in a hospital. I know some people are going to read this and go, what the hell? But hey, I tried to warn you. I'm on some other shit that I don't even know about. Well, since I'm new to this, I'm not going to go on about some junk that isn't worth speaking about. I'm going to end this now. Until the next time........