I had been waiting like FOREVER to receive the info in the mail about my blood donation. Soo, I was looking for the forms for COTS (Cadet Officer Training School) and I looked under a pile of papers. Well, instead of finding the forms, I found a paper from the South Texas Blood and Tissue Center for me. It turns out my dad had it for days (opened it and never told me!!). Anyway, I have B+ blood like my dad. Also, this is what's weird - my cholesterol level is 243. My parents for some reasons think I eat nothing but junk food. I don't!! I barely ever eat junk food and there is the "proof" that I do. Great! My parents think I'm obsessed with sugary and fatty foods! In 2008, I had three blood tests. One said I had high cholesterol, but the other two didn't. Either it's a mistake, I have high-density cholesterol (hopefully if I DO have any), there's a sneaky food I'm eating, or my body is messed up. I would have to say that I think my body is messed up. It's compensentory. It thinks it's perfect the way it is, but it's not. Whenever I go on medication, it works at first, then it stops working after about a week or two. On a certain machine that graphs it (and if the medicine does work at first), you'll see the line in the middle meaning it's doing for my body, then it will all of a sudden drop downhill. It really sucks. Like I have insomnia and there's no sleeping medication that works for me. Maybe it does for a week, but then it stops working, and putting it at a higher dose doesn't really help at all.
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One thing I've found is excellent at making me sleepy is going for a ride in the car with the air as cold as I can get it. Gets in your eyes and makes 'em feel heavy. That, or drink three of the biggest cans of Red Bull there are and down them all in under an hour. Oh-ho-ho-ho-ho, it WILL get you sleepy, but not before you have the most awesomest 30 minutes ever . . . hehe . . . ah . . . yeah, after that, it really sucked to have to sit through the rest of the school day. On second thought, don't do the red bull thing . . . terribly bad. No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, I don't recommend it.
Like your haircut, BTW.
MCMLXVI