Wow. Life's been so exciting lately.
Where to start, where to start? Do you want the good news or the bad news first?

Bad news it is. I quit my meds. Again. Should I give you a few minutes to let the steam from your ears dissipate into the atmosphere? Spare me the lecture, please. I know what I did was wrong. I'm still paying for it. So let's move on. Because of me messing with my meds, Dr. Wallace decided that since I didn't, you know, die while I was off of them, I guess she figured, "Hey, maybe she doesn't need all of these." So now I'm on Cellcept and Prozac. Well, that and my infusion meds, but those ain't no big thang.

So that basically concludes my bad news. Now for the good?
I have become a normal teenager. I know, we didn't know it was possible either. But it happened. And it definitely has it's ups and downs.

Up: Driving. Yep. This is a formal notice to all Alaskans, I am wreaking havoc on the roads. Watch out!

Down: Drama. Family drama, friend drama, boy drama...It's all a part of life, right? Bah. Drama is way overrated...

Oh yeah! Finally got my eye surgery done! Woo hoo! I can't read any better, but things aren't as hazy. I go into the opthamologist tomorrow, so maybe next time you see me I'll be wearing a pair of sexy glasses!
My left elbow has decided to be a jerk and start hurting. Doc Wallace says surgery's the only option. Matching scars? Why not!

That's about all I can think of right this second.
Stay classy, San Diego.