GlitteringMoondust

I know I don't write journals normally, and I know I kinda kicked it off with a pretty personal entry yesterday, but I didn't expect an overwhelming response.   So, I think I'll just kinda fill you in on what happened now, and maybe keep you updated (They will be shorter, and less "back-to-back). I try to keep this site more photography-related, but everyone has to vent sometime, I guess. I went back to get my stuff today, I mostly went back for my trumpet.   I waited for my sister to get back from two- a- days (marching band practice), and she wouldn't let me in.  Or give me the keys. All I wanted was my trumpet.   My sister told me I t

Last Saturday, I found myself hunched over, puking up "coffee-grounds" and a little blood.  This is a huge symptom of gastrointestinal bleeding.   I didn't know whether or not it constituted as a medical emergency, so I opened some of my grandfather's medical manuals he had left behind.  It only served to reinforce my diagnosis.  The following day, I was at my friend, Amanda's house getting my hair done when I started to feel really sick.  And then really, really, sick.  And then, really, really, really, sick. Amanda knows what has been going on with me health-wise and she asked if I wanted to go to the hospital.   I asked her to just take me

I'm sorry I have not been getting to your devations.  I'm definitely shifting through them tonight. College has consumed my life;  and I hate it? I don't feel like this is where I should be.  I practice, maybe, if I'm lucky, a fourth of what I did in high school because for some reason, other things that have no relativity to my major come first. And it's so hard to take new photos when your dorm is right in the middle of a crime-ridden city.   I hope everyone is doing well. Much love. <3