August 2011
How the hell does a broken heart get back together, when it's torn apart?
July 2011
Good news!
I found a bar, club venure thing, that has open stage every Thursday, along with kareoke (SP?). So now, I’ll be there performing every Thursday that I can attend. The only downside is, it’s a country place. So, I have to work on my Taylor Swift. Or just introduce them to new music!
That awkward moment when you're driving and you realize you've been daydreaming for the past ten minutes, and you wonder how you haven't been involved in a tragic accident.
I seriously can't wait to get married.
Okay, I finally scheduled an appointment for my brain. It’s on August 16th. My aches have gotten worse, so I figured I’d see if there was something wrong. Yes, I am scared to death about it, seeing as having a tumor or cancer is my greatest fear/paranoia. I’m probably going to try and bring a friend so I don’t have to do it alone. It’ll be my first scan if they do one. It’s also my first time seeing this doctor. All in all, he’ll either tell me I need surgery, or tell me I need a counselor.
either way. I’m terrified.
