I've Got Nothing To Lose And Only You To Gain, Tell Me Do You Feel The Same?

Hello again!

Saying that this week was incredibly intense would be an understatement. Luckily, it's finally over and I have the time to catch y'all up on everything, so here goes.

Sunday, I started off the week by going to the library with Maggie and...(drum-roll, please), Delicious. Most people would think that the story ended there because I said the word "library", but if you thought that, you're so wrong. Before I get ahead of myself, I just want y'all to know that I was actually not that excited about seeing him. The night before he was texting me about the girl he liked...wanting advice about how to win her back. Yeah...what the french-toast is right. I was pretty upset about it...but I bounced back (I will talk about that more in a different paragraph). So anyways, I sat down in front of him and began working on Biology, since you know, it was exam week. About 20 minutes into the study session, I remembered my AMP that I brought with me and that made me very thirsty. As I flicked open the top (I poured it into a thermos-thing before leaving my dorm), 96% of my untouched AMP came shooting out, similar to what a water fountain does, and on to my entire left half of my body. I sat there, dumbfounded. Before looking at Delicious, I looked at Maggie and said, "I am such. an. idiot." Trying to refrain from crying, I started busting out laughing and Maggie ordered me to go to the bathroom and clean myself off. I couldn't even look at myself in the mirror. Oh boy, but when I did, my mind started shooting out all of these ideas like, "should I just leave and go back to my dorm room?" I then remembered my 58 pound backpack that Maggie would have to carry and decided that wasn't a good idea. After pouring water all over my shirt and making it look even worse, I decided to casually walk back to my seat. (Yes, the library was slammed-packed that day) After sitting down, I looked up at Delicious and saw him hysterically laughing at me. Without a word, he looked down and began texting me about my disastrous outfit. The weird thing was, he wasn't calling it disastrous - he was telling me how cute I looked. Wshoo, I know, right? That night, I actually stayed in the library for 12 blasted hours (yes, I was way past delusional)! Finals week makes you do crazy things.

The next few days consisted of about 3 hours of sleep, waking up at 9, eating breakfast, then heading off to the library. Two mental break-downs (both occurring in the library) later, it was finally Thursday afternoon. No, I wasn't finished with my finals or anything, I still had two more on Friday... Thursday was just like a much needed "hump-day" for me. Maggie and I took a trip to Wal-mart, after dropping something off at the library for someone ( I will go more in depth later - I have recently learned about a few people who are reading this...yes sir, you know who you are.) Well, he told me he was going to bring them back to me later. Friday morning, right after I get out of the shower, I hear my ringtone blasting from my bedroom. He was wanting to bring back what I allowed him to borrow (thank goodness I got up early to get a shower). Once he got here, he totally jumped out of his truck and came over and gave me the biggest hug. I was having a horrible morning before that moment. Ahhh...at least I have something to dream about. Sadly though, it will only be dreaming...While sitting in the library on Sunday, Delicious started randomly talking about how I was "off limits". Can I tell you why? 1. Tyler is my brother. 2. I dated James (another frat brother). 3. Uncle Jeff is, well obviously, my uncle and one of the head-honchos of the fraternity. 4. Chase, another frat brother, is pretty much my brother. That last one led to another interesting statement. He then started talking about how he was like my brother, too. What a brain-blaster. I am sure he thought I was nuts because I started busted out laughing - he started talking about incest and all that crap because, you know, it's Alabama.

I have been having this feeling that my heart is becoming very resilient. I'm not sure yet if that's a good or a bad thing...I mean, think about it. If I'm able to bounce back from heart-break easily, staying up with my best friends while watching romantic movies and eating chocolate (my friends are the greatest) won't feel the same if I get over it in 2.7 seconds. Besides, I feel like if I bounce back quickly, that will mean that I don't care as much anymore - I definitely don't want to become someone who doesn't care! I don't know, I could be wrong. Not dwelling on how much something hurt your heart could be quite nice. It's just weird, I am sad that he has another woman, but for some odd reason, I keep remembering that this is how all of the good movies start. ;) Pshhh, "off limits" by butt!

Lately, I've been thinking about my future. Even thought I have wanted to (and still want to) be a dentist since the butt-crack dawn of time, I can't help but to think if that's whats going to make me happy in this world. I don't want to be one of those people who are getting up every morning and can't stand what they do. As you can tell, I really like to write...I can honestly say I could write all day long. For instance, I am currently working on three hours of sleep. Instead of actually going to bed, I am writing. Sometimes I wish I could be a writer...maybe. I could write for magazines...like Cosmo! Can you imagine...Amazing Makeup Tips That Will Boost Your Natural Beauty by 200% by Haley Moody. I bet you got chills after reading that. But who knows really; I mean, I may just decide to start a band tonight and travel all over the world singing "Into Your Arms" with my angel-like voice - my first demand will be to go on tour with The Maine - no exceptions. Or maybe I could be like Julia Roberts in Pretty Woman. I won't take all the credit for that idea - Maggie thought of that when I was having one of my mental breakdowns in the library. Who knows where my life is going to take me. But really, I can't imagine giving up on being a Dentist/Orthodontist. That has always been my dream. Well, I'm not technically saying that I am ever going to give up on it, I'm just uncertain if I will make it. I won't know if I don't try, so look out world!

As you can tell, I've toned up since y'all have seen me last :)

HERE IS A FUN LITTLE THING I WANT TO SHARE! :)

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DON'T LOOK BACK UP AT THE PICTURE!

Now, What color was his gym bag? 

I DIDN'T KNOW EITHER!

I hope y'all enjoyed that. Have a great rest of the weekend, and to my friends...I AM SO EXCITED ABOUT SEEING Y'ALL IN THREE DAYS THAT I JUST NEARLY PEE'D MY PANTS! :)

Love Always,

Haley

"I want you forever, forever and always
Through the good and the bad and the ugly
We'll grow old together, and always remember
Whether happy or sad or whatever
We'll still love each other, forever and always
Forever and always, forever and always
She finishes the vows but the beeps are getting too slow
His voice is almost too low
As he says, I love you forever, forever and always
Please just remember even if I'm not there
I'll always love you, forever and always." 

- Forever and Always by Parachute

When I'm With You I Feel Like I Could Die and That Would Be All Right

Hello there,

-Monday-

As a result of cleaning everything out of my house, I have an entire box of film rolls that I develop every time  I want to treat myself (lame, right). The week before Thanksgiving, I brought 3 rolls of film and one disposable camera to the Rite Aid across the street from campus. After waiting two weeks, I finally got a call informing me that I could come pick them up...I had just made it to Mobile when they called. Monday night, after dropping Maggie off at her Tacky Christmas party, I decided to run by and finally grab them. After jokingly arguing with the guy behind the counter that I did actually have photos there, he finally came across the small pack with my name. He handed them to me while saying, "I'm hurt that I am not in any of these photos you took..." I didn't really know what to do...so I did my trademark giggle and said "I hope you have a good night" then walked out (yes, I did pay for them). Once I made it back to my dorm room, I sat down and ripped open all four packages. I was quite disappointed to say the least. Here is what was in the packages...please keep in mind that this was $50.

Every single one of them are a fuzzy, green mess. 

I have an even better caption for this picture...

"These are the picture my mom took of our swimming pool 

many years ago when it was over-flowing with algae!" ;)

-Tuesday-

Last night what quite eventful - literally a huge mixture of emotions. Maggie and I decided we were going to take an adventure to Rodgers Library after she finished taking care of some business..aha. Before we went to the library, she needed to stop by her sorority house. While sitting in the car, an incredibly sad song came on the radio - I bet you won't be able to guess the name of it. Cryin' for Me by Toby Keith (even if you don't particularly like country music, please go listen to this song. It will make the rest of this paragraph more understandable). As I was sitting there listening to the lyrics to this song, I started bawling my eyes out. (You should've seen the faces the sorority girls had that were passing by; they were all dressed up in their tacky Christmas outfits, then BOOM, they saw me and it was like they had just been told that Santa wasn't real.) Boy, once those tears started falling, it was like a never-ending waterfall. Once Maggie got in the car, I tried so hard not to make eye-contact. Once I did, her face dropped and she said, "OH MY GOSH - What happened!?!" I looked at her and said, "I'm sorry - I had a Wendy's moment." ***(look down for definition) Maggie then looked at me and said, "Ohhh my gooooshhhhh! Why? What happened?" I then told her about the song. She looked at me with a confusion slapped across her face and said, "Wah...why...Did you not CHANGE the song?" I looked around and thought about it and said, "No...I guess I didn't" I am not the kind of person who will turn something when it upsets me - I think it's one of those "let me see how strong I am" kind of things. Yeah, it really can't be healthy. Don't worry, the night didn't end like that. A special person named "Delicious" started texting me, which brightened my whole day. Yeeeaaah, he pretty much needs me in his life ;).

***(Our code-name for breakdown moments is called a "Wendy's moment" because one day before Thanksgiving break, Maggie, Anna and I went to Wendy's before getting Christmas ornaments for our dorm-room tree. That particular Wendy's was the same one that my mom, sister and I went to when we had to come up many years ago for my cousin's wedding - I wasn't planning on telling them that little piece of information -. After getting my food, I went to sit down in the nearest place that would seat three people. Once I put my food down and began to pull my chair out, I started to freeze up. Anna was right behind me and noticed that I was acting weird. With a smile on my face, I responded by saying, "This is the same table my mom, sister, and I sat at when we came up for my cousin's wedding." I placed down my food in the exact same spot that I had sat in many years before. After telling Anna that, she started asking me where everyone sat. Right as she was placing her food down on the booth-side, I busted her happy-bubble by saying, "That's where my mom sat." She looked at me with a flushed face and said, "I can't sit there anymore!" I got up and slide my stuff where hers once was. Anna then turned around and went to get her some ketchup - that's where Maggie was, also. I began doing my hour-long-right-before-meal-prayer. As I finished, I looked over and saw Maggie and Anna talking. Anna came back with a red face and eyes and put on a fake smile. I looked at her and said, "What's wrong?!" This is literally why it is called a Wendy's moment...she basically cried the rest of the meal.)***

-Thursday-

Many of y'all may have seen my facebook status earlier. If not, here it is: "Someday, someday really soon, you are going to realize that for just once, it actually has to be about me." Have any of y'all had those type of people in your life that you text when you are literally having a terrible day, but when you tell them that, they turn the conversation around and start talking about how theirs is 12x worse? Have you ever had that happen seven times in one day...yes, seven. As a freshman in high school, I was the kind of girl who was incredibly quiet and easily ran over by people. I had a person in my life that I would tell everything to, but they would always be like "Oh my gosh, my blah blah blah is sooooo much worse...you totally have it easy." I came to the conclusion that my problems were just really not that big of a deal, so I started keeping them to myself - that happened for about four years until I got in a relationship, and he basically forced me out of my shell. Well lately...I've been wanting to sink back in. It's so difficult not to when you have those kind of people in your life, am I right? Everyone reading this, can you all please do me a favor? Don't let the people in your life have this feeling that I have in the pit of my stomach...it tastes like loneliness with a hint of spaghetti sauce (ahaha). Right now, go text them and tell them you love them...tell them life is gonna be fine...mostly, tell them you are there to listen. Trust me, it could change, save, or brighten that persons day (I am now finished with my "save the world" speech).

This is a little something else I would like to get off my chest...

    Dear mom and dad :

I was at a music concert tonight and the lady that was singing asked us to close our eyes and picture someone we love - well, I pictured you guys. She then continued and told us that once we left tonight, we needed to call that person we pictured and tell them that we loved them. Well, y'all aren't answering, so I wrote this in hopes that y'all would take time to read it. She finished her speech by saying that in the blink of an eye, that person could be taken away, so we needed to make sure they knew exactly how we felt. Well, since half of that last sentence has already occurred, I just want you to know that I try daily to make that other half of the sentence come true. I know, I know, at night I sure do ask a lot from you guys like to help me find happiness, let me make something of this thing we call "life", and mostly, I ask y'all to make sure delicious doesn't break my heart, aha. But, I just want you to know that I do my best daily to make y'all proud. I know I can do better, but I also know that the mistakes I make will help me in the long run. Thanks for being my little guardian angels - I couldn't make it without you guys. ;)
 

It is finally the weekend. I have one final down and four more to go...this week literally couldn't pass fast enough! Good luck to everyone during this miserable week...and props to everyone who made through already! I can't wait to see everyone...Merry 9th of December ;) Sleep tight.

Love always,

Haley

PS - I may have some really great news after tonight - I hope y'all are as excited as I am! :)

I've never told a lie,
and that makes me a liar,
I've never made a bet,
but we gamble with desire,
I've never lit a match,
with intent to start a fire,
but recently the flames,
are getting out of control.

-Jasey Rae - All Time Low

My Thoughts Will Echo Your Name Until I See You Again

I miss the weekend already!

Friday, I decided to take a road trip down to Mobile, AL to see some of my friends and my family. That night, I went to Callie-Marie's "Christmas Spectacular" production. Let me just say, it was absolutely beautiful! The best part was seeing one of my best friends do what she does best.

This picture was my favorite :)

 That same night, Shelby was supposed to leave and go back to Andalusia, but Callie talked her mom into letting her stay with me and my sister! Let me just say, when Shelby and I are together, things get wild. We decided to go to wal-mart and grab some things for the Christmas tree at my brothers and sisters apartment - this is what we ended up with:

These hats moved around and sang - yes, very creepy.

After a full day of shopping, we bought some fake snow and played with it on my sisters balcony!

His name is Fred :D (Like my butt-crack part?)

 My weekend actually got a whole lot better around noon on Saturday. Not because I was hanging out with my favorite sister and best friend (I love y'all), but because a certain Delicious texted me. Basically, he told me how he missed me and wanted me to come back to Tuscaloosa. Either he knows exactly what I want to hear or I officially have him wrapped around my finger. :P Whatever happens, just know "I was enchanted to meet you."

Man oh me! Speaking of guys - they are so lame! Don't you worry, I am not talking about Delicious. ;) I am mostly just talking about guys in general! Why is it so incredibly hard to be friends with them? It doesn't matter if y'all have dated, if y'all want to date, or whatever. I have this character in my life that is just...annoying. We used to be pretty close, for real. I'm not really sure what happened, but lets just blame it on life. He is only nice to me when he is drunk. During his drunken stage, he acts all lovey-dubby towards me and basically says how we are just the best of friends - HA, yeah right! I have tried to communicate with him when he is "normal" and he looks at me like I have 14 different kinds of diseases, including cooties. Now, I am obviously no expert on men, hence the single status, but I am pretty sure it's not supposed to go down like that. Hombre, let me just say, Kellie Pickler describes you best in the first 15 seconds of her song "Best Days of Your Life"- yes, please go listen...

This morning, I had my last music class. We watched N'Sync, Usher, and Michael Jackson performance videos - now that's what I call a good day. After class was over, a guy came up to me and said, "Haley?" I looked up, (please keep in mind that it is 8 am and I feel like complete death) and said "yeah?" It was the same guy who waited for me after class the week before Thanksgiving and who came and chatted with me at the flag-football game (I am just gonna pretend that I already told y'all that). I looked and said, "Hey, how are you?" He responded by saying "good, how are you?" About that time, the rest of my music class (around 150 people) decided to trail down the stairs, resulting in me being pushed (which, by the way, doesn't make me happy at 8 am)...so he probably thought I was blowing him off. Sorry homeboy - uhh, hope you enjoy your finals. :)

A little over two weeks and I can see all of my friends - I miss y'all and good luck on y'alls' finals! :)

PS - For those who voted on the time that I went to bed every night, It's actually around 1 a.m...but, I like the enthusiasm! :)

Happy Monday!

Love,

Haley

"This is me praying that
This was the very first page
Not where the story line ends
My thoughts will echo your name
Until I see you again
These are the words I held back
As I was leaving too soon
I was enchanted to meet you

Please don't be in love with someone else
Please don't have somebody waiting on you"

Enchanted - Taylor Swift

Doctor! Doctor! Give Me the News...

They always say how there is a first time for everything. Last night, I had my first experience in a hospital where I was actually the one being admitted. Here is how the story goes:

Around 4 p.m. yesterday, I was experiencing some pains on my right side/back. I didn't think anything about it because it truly felt like nothing; I actually got Anna to step on my back because I thought it was just needing to be popped or something. Well, I had biology lab from 6-8:50 p.m. After lab, I came back to the dorm room and decided to relax before working on some biology homework. Suddenly, the pain on my side increased times 10. I couldn't sit, stand, lay or breathe comfortably because of the pain. I went into the bathroom and just laid on top of the toilet. After vomiting (sorry you guys), I thought I would feel a little better...I actually started feeling worse. I then decided to lay in the hallway/bathroom because I didn't really know what to do with myself. All of a sudden, I hear Anna running towards me. Even though I was in a butt-ton of pain, I laughed a little and said, "no Anna, I am not dead" because I knew that was probably what she was thinking. After she ran and had a spaz moment, the rest of my roommates followed. She started arguing with me saying that I needed to go to the hospital. Now, I am sure all of ya'll know how incredibly stubborn I am. Me and her bickered for about 10 minutes until I told her I was not going to the hopital - the end. I had called my brother before going to the bathroom the first time and asked him to bring me some pain meds. He called and said he was outside Rose right about the time I started puking again. Maggie thought it would be a good idea to tell him (while there was other guys in his car) that I was laying in the hallway, naked, and throwing up. Thanks, Margo. Yeah, I was definitely fully clothed...so no one get excited.

While Anna and Maggie were gone, I was still laying on the ground but this time I was in Megan's lap. I just started bawling my eyes out. I was hurting so bad...and I had no idea what to do. Poor Megan, I bet she thought I was losing my mind. I'm not one to cry when I am in pain - I am stubborn like that. She then started calling my sister and telling her everything. Around this time, Maggie and Anna came back up. While Megan was on the phone with my sister, Justin started telling them  that I needed to stand up and jump off of an elevated surface...yes, he said he wanted me to jump. I started to stand up and then I said, "Why on earth does he want me to jump? I can barely stand straight." Well, remember me saying earlier that I told Anna I was not going to the hospital, end of story? About this time, Tyler was making his way back to Rose and we were all going to head up to DCH like a big ole happy family. Anna, my smallest roommate, grabbed my arm and helped escort my happy-tail down the stairs. Once getting to the lobby, I decided it was a good idea to duck my head so I didn't scare anyone. Maggie and Megan were a few feet behind us; Maggie told me later that she noticed that the people at the front were giving me weird looks. Maggie went up to them and said "She has appendicitis!!!" Way to go, Maggs. Yeah, they started apologizing right then - aha.

After finally making it to the hospital, Tyler let me and my roommates out while he went and found a parking spot. After walking in the door, a security guard snapped on my roommates telling them to walk through the medical detector. He then looked at me and forcefully told me to sit in a wheelchair. Remember me telling ya'll that I was stubborn? Well, I looked at him and said "I really don't mind walking...". He said "No. It's hospital policy. Sit." After sitting in the wheelchair, he pushed me inside to the front desk. I had to fill out some personal paperwork - I literally couldn't write straight. After finishing, the lady behind the desk kept telling me that she couldn't find me in the computer. I was like WONDERFUL. After a few minutes, she finally found me. I looked over to my roommates and started crying again...this mean nurse-lady pushed me away into a small room and I sat by myself...aching with pain. The mean nurse-lady looked at me and said, "Your friends are going to have to stay out in the lobby! I am  NOT dealing with all of that crap tonight!" I looked at her and said, "They are? They were just kindly helping me inside because, you know, I am kinda struggling at the whole "walking" thing." She looked at me, while finishing taking my temperature and my blood pressure, and said "fine then walked out. I am thinking someone must've peed in her CHEERios earlier that morning.

After sitting there for a while, another lady came in and asked me all of those personal questions like, "do you smoke? do you drink (I bet it had been a while since they had someone say no to that - PS, this hospital is right across the street from the campus)? When is the last time you have had your period? Are you pregnant (get ready - I have a story about this)?" After she finished quizzing me on my life, she finally left the room and said someone will come get me shortly. I then heard Tyler and Maggie's voice - they decided to come back and keep me company. Right when they entered the room, I started vomiting again - aha! "Shortly" to that lady must've meant around 20 minutes, because that was how long it was until another lady came in and got me to go to ANOTHER room.

Once I entered the next room, a Doctor came in and told me that they had to run like a billion tests on me. You should've seen the excitement on my face. She gave me one of those hospital gowns to put on and vomit bag then left the room. At this moment, I was sweating and I was in sooooo much pain. About ten minutes later, my nurse came in and gave me a "pee cup" and a wipe thing and said, "wipe first then pee". She said she had to do that so she could tell if I was pregnant or not (that is twice that I was asked that same question). She escorted me down to the bathroom and said, "Don't forget, we are in exam room 6." I laughed and walked into the bathroom and said, "Ohhhh-kay great. Thanks so much." After peeing in the cup, I looked down and saw the wipe and said, "crap...". I quickly picked up the wipe and threw it in the garbage...like she was gonna know if I used it or not. I waddled back to the room and put the cup on her little table and laid back down on the bed. 

Four minutes later, she came back into the room with a huge basket of tubes and needles and I almost started throwing up...again. She started by telling me that I was shown negative for being pregnant. Tyler quickly said "SHE BETTER BE" and I tried to fake laugh, but my eyes were glued to her basket. I could just feel what little color I actually had left on my face just completely vanish. I am pretty sure she started telling me what everything was for, but I was honestly too nervous to actually hear what she was saying. She started walking toward me with two needles and I quickly said, "I really feel like I need to tell you something - I am really scared of needles.Yes, I can do this...but don't tell anyone if I cry, please." She looked at me, smiled and said, "Don't worry, you will be fine." Well, she first started by sticking my right hand. Before shoving the needle in my hand, she started telling me that since I am so dehydrated, she was worried that my vein my burst. I looked at her with wide-eyes and said, "what!?" She smiled and said, "Don't worry. If that happens, it will only leave a bruise." Yeah, she wasn't kidding about the bruise. Anyways, after sticking that hand three times, she decided to try my left arm and found a winner. After drawing a butt-ton of blood, she then decided to shoot stuff back inside me. First, she shot this stuff in me that was supposed to help me with my nausea. She started telling me that I might taste it. About this time, I started tasting something that was a mixture of ear-wax and this stuff that I used to breathe in when I was younger when I had bronchitis and needed breathing treatments. Right after that, she looked at me and said, "Okay. This is morphine. It is going to make you feel really...weird. It could make you drowsy." Directly after she shot it in me, I felt my eye-bags nearly hit the bed - they were that heavy. My body started going numb. She then, unfortunately, hooked me up to I.V. fluid to keep me hydrated. I was really hoping that she was gonna take that horrible needle out, but I guess you can't have everything.

Four minutes later, she came back and informed me that I needed to go to x-ray and pushed me outside of the x-ray room. I was literally laying in hall on my bed kinda like John's dad in "Dear John". A lady then came out and said "Haley Moody?" I, for some reason, raised my hand and said "yeap!" She smiled and asked to see my wrist band then pushed me in the room. Right after she pushed me in there she asked, "Have you been tested to see if you are pregnant or not?"(third time, in case you forgot to count). I started busting out laughing! I looked at her and said, "No mam, I am not pregnant. She just informed me that I wasn't, but I knew I wasn't already." She laughed and said, "Yeah, we are just supposed to make sure." She helped me get up so she could take pictures of my bod, aha. After she finished, she pushed me out the door and asked this random lady if she was with me. I looked at her and started laughing and said "no". She continued pushing me to my next destination.

In this room, two ladies helped lay me in a machine that examined my lower abdomen. The ladies in this room first started by asking me if I was pregnant. I am not gonna lie...all of them asking me was making me wonder if they knew something I didn't, aha. I looked at them and simply said, "Not today." After the machine did its business they helped me back onto my bed. I laughed and said, "I'm sorry I am giving ya'll a show. These gowns are currently working against my wishes." After I thanked them for their help, they started laughing at me and told me how great it was to have a sweet patient. I guess I just make friends everywhere. :) They helped me into my room and wished me well.

After waiting over an hour, the doctor came back in and said, "Well..." She started off like she was going to tell me something serious like I had Ovarian Cancer or something. I almost started hyperventilating. "We couldn't actually find the kidney stone, but that was what this was. Either it is currently passing through or it doesn't have enough calcium in it and we just can't see it. Your tubes are dilated and torn a little, but don't worry, they will heal right up." She then started acting like I was going to have to stay over night; when she said the nurse was coming to unplug me and going to release me I said, "yay!" She looked at me and said, "I really hope you start feeling better, but I will most likely be seeing you again - most people who get kidney stones are prone to getting them again." I looked at her and thought, fan-flipping-tabulous! Twenty minutes later, the nurse came in and finally took that horrible needle out of my arm. I am almost certain that I sprinted down that hallway to the lobby.

My roommates looked up at me and ran to me. I was pretty sad that Delicious didn't come and wait on my departure - don't worry, I informed him that I was quite upset with him. :) Megan ran up and said, "Is it okay if I give you a hug?" Baha I looked at her and I said "yes"; one after another they hugged me and then Tyler came around with the truck and took us back to Rose. After getting back to the room, my roommates started acting like I was disabled or something. All I wanted to do was brush my teeth, drink a few gallons of water and then go to bed. Anna was like, "No, you cannot brush your teeth - Maggie will do it for you." I looked at Maggie and said, "Lets do this, Ms. Dentist." Everyone started laughing. Thankfully, they allowed me to do it myself. After drinking my gallon of water, I went and told everyone that I loved them and laid in my bed. I am not really sure if I opened my eyes once that whole night. Fortunately, I slept straight through Biology...for the first time. :)

I figured this would help make this whole "shin-dig" funnier :)

I am sorry this one is so long! I really hope ya'll enjoyed my first, AND LAST, visit to the hospital!

Have a wonderful Friday! Sweetdreams ;)

Love,

Haley

"Life is too short to stress yourself with people who don't even deserve to be an issue in your life."

- Anon