I’m losing count… partially because it’s about 12 am and I don’t know what day to count that as.

So whatever.

In the meantime, I get to get all my money and scholarships together and take it in to the Bursars office. Fun :P Maybe even buy my books! Or perhaps just visit the general vicinity of where my dorm should be according to the map and stare at the building longingly.

And on Wednesday my grandmother goes in to get her cancer removed. Turns out, when someone’s dying, appointments get made a lot faster.

Especially when they find out the surgeon is leaving town soon XD

So they got her in today and fixed her heart right up (no idea how, nor what was wrong other than tachycardia… so whatever.) And she’s all clear to get the surgery done to remove her large golf ball/ small baseball sized tumor.

Funfun.

In the meantime, I have a brigade of gatorade. Like almost 30 bottles. Just waiting for me to drink them :( I swear once the doctors say I don’t have to drink it anymore, I will never drink it again.

And I’ve had the same dream two days in a row now… and this time in the dream it gave me the email address of the person I kept seeing… I’m slightly tempted to look it up just for the kicks and giggles. Maybe it will come back again tonight? I like this dream better than the ones in which everyone dies and I get to watch myself get shot or decapitated or killed in other very gruesome ways.

Well, I suppose it’s time to try and sleep. Not that I particularly want to, there are many things I’d rather be doing, and a thousand things I have to think about, but sleep is somewhat necessary. Perhaps naps tomorrow will be in order.