Mood: 
I went to bed at a decent time, 'cause I've barely been getting a good amount of sleep the last few days, though I woke up a bit late when my mom got back home, and we had to go to the hospital. -.- So I hate to rush out of bed, get ready, get to the hospital, all that while just waking up to get a needle shoved in to my arm.
What a shit day. I wish I could go back to bed.
My arm hurts from getting blood drawn and the vein looks swollen, doctor said it was normal. Well great. 
Work tonight, till fucking midnight.
I am not in the mood. I guess the highlight of today is that I won't hear from the hospital in about two months - and that means Jeff will be here. Finally. <3
Edit: ................................I'm going back to bed for three hours.

I went to bed at a decent time, 'cause I've barely been getting a good amount of sleep the last few days, though I woke up a bit late when my mom got back home, and we had to go to the hospital. -.- So I hate to rush out of bed, get ready, get to the hospital, all that while just waking up to get a needle shoved in to my arm.
What a shit day. I wish I could go back to bed.
My arm hurts from getting blood drawn and the vein looks swollen, doctor said it was normal. Well great. 
Work tonight, till fucking midnight.
I am not in the mood. I guess the highlight of today is that I won't hear from the hospital in about two months - and that means Jeff will be here. Finally. <3Edit: ................................I'm going back to bed for three hours.

I hate needles. I have a massive bruise. It fails. I slept for a few more hours after I got back, then had to rush to get in for work.
I knew it was a bad idea to sleep "three hours before work". Oh well. All went well, two months or so for the results. I'm not too fussed...


