Have you noticed that I'm titling my entries on the "type" of day that I'm having?! LOL. OK - you're all rocket scientists. DUH. But do you notice anything new? AHAHA... Does the picture speak 1,001-words or what? Yes, I went off the deep end and cut off my hair. Yes, my precious Roche-cut hair. That sheeeyt is GONE! Yeah, I know I look like I'm drugged-up or something in this photo, but believe me - I'm not. C'mon now, WEN drugged-up?! RIIIIIIGHT. Another time, another place maybe...but not at all now. AHAHAAH. J/K. (no, seriously... i'm just kidding)I decided to do something different. And you know me. When it comes to personal style, I am not very predictable. Unless I'm dressed for work or the gym, then that's written all across my face. But for those other times, I'm all about doing the unconventional if and when I can. And NONE OF YA'LL would've ever expected me to cut my hair off. I mean you all KNOW how important my hair is (or was) to me. All the styling products that I've invested in... the trips to Bubbles and/or Roche just to get it cut/styled... the different lengths, the different looks, sometimes the different colors... LOL! Nah, I think I left that color-ish sh*t in college. Oh, but after college came the hi-lites. Tun-tun-tun!!! So yes, my friends, I have decided that no-hair is the way to go. I'm going for a stress-free style these days...to hopefully add to the stress-free lifestyle that I'm adopting in an effort to thwart the weird physical (though possibly mental... ahaha!) ills that I've been feeling lately. So yeah. No more hair. We'll see. You only know that I won't be able to last like this forever. Once it grows back, it'll be back to supporting my hair-prodcut makers at Bumble & Bumble and Crew. (you guys --- I'll see you again in a few months. *sniff*) But for now, enjoy the head. I've never seen the shape of my head before. Weird. AHAHAHA.
I'm having a lazy day... but I think that you've figured that out already. DUH.
Anyway. Saw the doctor last night. He finally has come to a conclusion that my headaches are a weird manifestation of TENSION HEADACHE. So, he prescribed me something, which I will most likely NOT get, and also alluded to the fact that there are over-the-counter meds for it. NO PROB. As for the "elevated" blood pressure, the nurse is convinced that it only does that when I go in, which is probably true. OR if I'm checking it because I have to. I think I secretly get all nervous, and that raises my stress levels. It's all about the stress levels. As for the muscle twitching and tremors and shaking, the doctor couldn't really say. I did tell him how it has slowed down IMMENSELY after I started to take in a lot more water (and also after i decided NOT to take the diuretics anymore... LOL, but i didn't tell him about that...), so he figures that it should be fine. People experience muscle twitch randomly anyway. As for the tingly-feeling in my left arm (which sometimes can shoot down my leg), he wants to monitor it. He says that if it happens and gives me MUCH pain that I should definitely see him again...then he'll send me to a neurologist to have more tests done. He scared me saying that he wants to make sure it isn't MS or what have you. So much for keeping my spirits up. While I don't think it'll end up being anything serious like that, it doesn't help that I have that "possibility" swimming around my head. You know what I mean? And if you know me well, I don't take stress to good (moreso now than ever before). When I was younger, I'd just take the stress and everything that came with it: the shaking, the high blood pressure, the mood swings. But now it's almost as if I can't handle stress like that... or my body doesn't WANT to handle stress like that. I don't know. I don't know why I can't think "mind over matter" as easily as others. I tend to be affected by anything and everything around me. It sucks.
As for the random soreness and dizziness goes, I think that those are manifestations that I bring upon myself. Again: stress. Cause I've noticed that I feel those things ONLY when I'm stressin' over something, or if I'm thinking too hard about things that aren't exactly pleasing to the mind. I'm a FREAKIN' BASKET CASE!!
Whatever the case may be, I just ask you guys to keep me in your prayers. I pray to GOD that I do not succumb to anything like MS or Parkinson's or any of those other debilitating diseases. I really need your prayers. Give me arthrits any day (and that runs in that fams... *eeeeeks*). Oh yeah, my blood/urine tests were WONDERFUL. No complaints there... *eh* So yeah, please... prayers. As far as I'm concerned everything else is doing fine. But if my nervous system is being tampered with, then I need to watch it. I have a feeling it has to do with Xenadrine and Hydroxycut. NEVER take those - no matter what...! And I went through about 3 bottles in about a year and a half's time. NOT good. Perhaps I'm just experiencing some later side effects of those things. I hope that this, too, shall all pass...
SO --- all WONDERful~ness aside... I must say that I really can't stand those big huge trucks. Not those big-rigs (dunno if i spelled that one right either), but those much smaller, yet equally wide, cinder-trucks ---or whatever you call them. The ones that you always see at a construction site or what have you. I hate those trucks with a vengeance. They always drive either too slow or too fast for anyone's OWN good. And then, they have these little pebbles that fall out of the back of the truck that totally tennis balls off your windshield, leaving your poor windshield with little scratches, and/or little holes/dents. They suck. What's even worse is when they're in traffic. They're so SLOW, and they can't function well. In fact, they should be BANNED from traveling in the AM/PM rush hours! SERIOUSLY. They go so slow that all these other freaks of nature speed up and cut in front of them, leaving you trailing behind... far-far behind. Those trucks suck. And they're ugly.
I am sweatin' the Benz-es. AHAHAH. That's Mercedes, thank you. I'm not a fan of BMW too much. I think that, for the most part, BMWs all look the same. But Mercedes Benz-es are much more variable in terms of styles and looks... and they just look a lot sleeker. And I always see an interesting one on the way to work in the morning. Those cars... Those and Jaguars. Those are very good on the eyes. If I saw a Bentley, that would be nice on MY eyes, too... but don't see too many of those 'round here.
Anyway. Jumping from topic to topic here. I was driving home from dinner last night (btw, thanks - hel - for dinner! i LOVE Lebanese Taverna @ Pentagon Row!! ...if that wasn't a plug, then what IS?!), and I was thinking about... OK. I just totally forgot what I wanted to say. I got interrupted by a song on the radio, which I was secretly grooving to in my head, and now I forgot what I wanted to say. OH DARN. I'll be back if I can remember it. But for now... Time to surf. *YaHoO*
I'm not taking those diuretics anymore. I honestly believe that even though it's a small dosage, it's surely doing me in somehow. Well, at least that's what I think. I still gotta chat it up with the doctor to see what he suggests. An MRI perhaps?! An EMT?! Whatever the case may be, just bring it on already. I'm sick of being sick, and sick of waiting to hear what the freakin' doctor(s) ha(s/ve) to say. YOU KNOW WHAT I'M SAYIN'?!
Now I'm hungry. It's about time for lunch, but I have no clue what I want to eat. I'm just HAWNGRY!! Don't make me mad, ya'll. Bad enough I've had two trife ass bathroom experiences today. Ya'll NEED to flush the damn TOILET!
Gigi and Tyrone are now in Hawaii spending their honeymoon... awwww! Aloha, you two... enjoy!
Updates later. Not feeling too shabby. My body's like twitching all over. I feel like my nerves are going crazy on me, and it's making me weak and annoyed. *EH* Lawd, help me, forreal. Couldn't see a neurologist today, but hopefully within the next day or so. *sigh*
On a lighter note, I went to Arundel Mills after work yesterday. It took me a long ass time to get there :9 Traffic blows during rush hour, and when it's raining. LOL. I managed to score three pairs of pants. A pair of khakis from Banana Rep. Outlet, a pair of jeans and a pair of drawstring khakis both from H&M. I'm a happy camper => I totally did NOT buy this shirt that I wanted from H&M. It was cheap-ass, but at the same time I had to struggle with myself - needing to be convinced that I did NOT need the shirt. And I didn't. The types/styles of shirts that I do need weren't seen ANYwhere. Oh BOO. And then I ate Chinese food-court food. *EH*
Is it time to go home yet?! Damn, it's only 8:40am. And I'm here until 5:30pm?! I hate working long days. Bring on the trip to Seattle, please. I think I might actually need it...
Anyway. I was watching Real World: PARIS last night. Man oh man. That girl, Leah, went to Maryland? EEEEEw! She's like a POOR portrayal of a UofMD student/alumni whatever! I don't know if she still goes there, but she was talking about how she got an e-mail from her friend, Chris, who is one of her friends from Maryland. And I don't think she's talking about the state of Maryland, but UMd-College Park, formerly UMCP, LOL. Back in my day, it was still called UMCP (University of Maryland, College Park). But now it's called UMd. *eh* So yeah, this chic is reppin' Murland, but NOT in true MARYLAND style. Yeah, maybe the puti-toot side of Maryland, but we all know that as the northeast state closest to the southern line, we are some ghetto-ass people. She does not represent that well at all. I'm sure she's nice and all, but the editing makes her come out to be some spoiled, catty, and very much "typically white" annoying bitch. She doesn't seem to fit the "J.A.P." bill at all, and I doubt that she's a sorority girl. (if she is one, then shoot me) BUT she seems like the biggest wanna-be sorority-life funk-ass in the way she talks and stuff.
Ace's accent is beginning to piss me off. And I totally do NOT appreciate his attitude to being outside of the U.S. It's because of people like him and his whole "manifest destiny" issues that give Americans a "poor" name outside the U.S. He's like constantly complaining about French food, French language, and French people. Hello?! If you don't like anything French, then haul yo' ass HOME! Ain't no one force yo' ass to leave YOUR country, and "invade" another one. I'd trade places with his ass ANY day. What a DORK!
And then CT?! OK - I think that the Boston accent is cool as shit. I wish I had a natural Boston accent. Some people hate it, but I think it's ill man... It's dope as hell!! But this dude is a dumb-ass. Really now. He totally played along with the whole "flowers" thing. What a dork. So how true to life could that be? After a drunken night, you find these HUGE bouquets of flowers for the ladies of the house from someone with YOUR name? And to boot, you actually come to believe that the flowers COULD have been from you? But you don't know for sure... and then you play along until yo' sorry ass gets CAUGHT!! Now that's some shit, I tell you. Paris is beginning to become a lot more interesting than I thought.
Ahhhh... Oui! Oui! I'm so sleepy! Hey, that sorta rhymed.