Enter whatever word you want into the above. I had a few choice ones... but... yeah.
I just feel... well... like I can't do it. I've gotten a bit closer to fitting into my prom dress (which I LOVE... but... if it's not one thing... it's something else...).
I apparently have weak skin on my feet... and while borrowing a pair of my grandma's flip flops to take a short walk down to the creek (my shoes were soaking wet...), my feet got COMPLETELY torn up by them. I was literally limping home. But... it was either keep wearing the shoes, or have small rocks or thorns stuck in my feet. Oh... and I've got a nice red farmer's sunburn. And my prom is in three weeks... and the dress is sleeveless.
I've been to see a nutritionist... and guess what? We've only done two tests (dna gluten test and an x-ray), and I might have either Celiac disease or at least gluten sensitivity, and scoliosis. And that's after only two tests. I find out the actual results of those two things on Tuesday and Wednesday. Plus... I have to try and schedule something else to get blood drawn for more testing. And that's at two different labs... and one of them is only open monday through thursday from 9 am to 1 pm. I go to school. I am a senior. I want to KEEP my exam exemptions. Not lose them because I need blood drawn.
So... that's frustrating... especially since I also WORK after school... and I normally work Monday through Thursday from 1-6. But now I have all of these appointments (PLUS my counselor appointment)... so I might not be able to work hardly at all next week... which sucks for both me and my supervisors.
And then I saw my dog the past two days... and... my dog is my LIFE. I was the one who found her on the street when she was a puppy, and she's been there in all of the hardest parts of my life... flew all the way from Serbia to be with me here in the USA... and she has to live five hours away with my Grandparents... who do nothing with her except make sure the doghouse isn't leaking and set out a bowl of food once a day. I mean... I'm grateful that they're doing that... but she's getting almost no mental stimulation at all. Yes... there's 40 acres for her to roam around on... but it's still not the kind of mental stimulation she does best in (she's EXTREMELY intelligent... and loves to learn new tricks). That... and I miss her. I get to see her MAYBE once a month... for one or two days. She's six years old... and she'll be eight by the time I'll be able to rent an apartment and keep her with me (the college I'm going to requires two years on campus dorm living). So... yeah. I hate having to leave her after each time seeing her.
So... yeah. I haven't been paying that much attention to diet... just aiming more for the whole foods and vegetables more than the other stuff... but... yeah.
I just feel like **** right now. Whatever those stars mean.