So, first blog, yay! I have no clue what to write exactly, so I guess I'm just going to go on about my current worry. which it will get personal, yet I want some post to be personal :D
Well tomorrow is my doctor visit. I have my very first pap test... I'm nervous, yet in my mind I tell myself I wanted to go on the pill and women have to have this wonderful yearly physical to make sure their junk is functioning properly. Well I had no idea that wanting to go on the pill certified you to get a pap, I just thought you deal with your body freaking out due to extra hormones was all that you got, yet noooooooo. Which the parents were not to happy, but hell I'm 20. I just said I wanted to go on it since I hate taking my 276,8675,7079 medications for depression, and hopefully have the acne cleared up. Well my little secret is the main reason birth control was created, no babies. Which they believe I'm still pure, but I know that they know i have had done the naughty with my fiance, and they just deny it, since sex before marriage is like boiling puppies alive. Also it is a sin, since we are catholic, but EVERYTHING is a damn sin in most religions. :/ Anyways, besides them pretending that I'm an okay child, I for one do not want this doctor looking at my junk, I do not even want to look at my own junk. But I guess it is good to make sure I can bear a little Christina and not have weird growths in there. It is way better than giving birth too.... Since you birth most of your internal organs along with a child. It's just, growing up is a pain, and it sucks, yet everyone has to do it.
Oh well.
Bitch complaint of the night:
I was getting yelled at since I made Satan cry for getting in the way of my bonding time with my kitty Draco, and I was told to stop with the laser pointer, cause they wanted to watch Dancing with the Stars and she was shrieking. Well I leave the living room, and go back into my room, which I stay in most of the time since I'm depressed, lack of friends, and the no job thing. Well my dad goes and gets his laser pointer so Satan can play with the cat. Well she stops screaming and it's silent in the living room except for the show. 2 minutes later they are yelling at her for shining the laser pointer in her eyes. One, that IS the reason I didn't give my 4 yr old sister a laser pointer, she is a bit spacey and doesn't listen until you hit her. Besides, who the hell gives a toddler a laser pointer? Well for most of the show they spent yelling at her to stop looking at the laser pointer and for her to stop shining it in Draco's eyes. Well they screwed up their own time by thinking they could fix it, and ruined their show..... which in the end they spanked her again since she does not listen and the shrieking began.... which makes me love my Ipod. <3>