I am officially leaving this account. Note: It does not mean I'm leaving dA. I'm just starting anew. I signed up here before Freshman year, when I was a different person. Quite a few of my past watchers only watched me for my Invader Zim fanart (I'm not criticizing any of you who've done so).

So I have a new account now. All of my old art will stay here, 'cause I like some of the comments I've gotten. I'll probably transfer my stuff to the new account as well.

So yeah. New account: ~LittleLoser

Remember the "Little Shop" musical I've been raving about for the past few journal entries? Now it seems I won't get to do it at all. I found out today that the show opens on April 27. Unfortunately, during that time, AP review will be in full swing, and I can't miss it. Augh why did the play have to start so late in the year? Auditions aren't until January 9th, and rehearsals aren't until the 23rd (WTF I have no idea why there's so much time between the two).

This is the ONE musical that I will ever get to do throughout highschool...and drama happens to be the only thing that makes me happy anymore.

Well, this is depressing. I've been shot down before I even had a chance.

EDIT: SCORE! My day just got 1000 times better. The one person I missed from fifth grade has managed to find/contact me through MySpace. Finally, MySpace has done something GOOD for mankind.

I need to stop writing journals, especially when I don't even have enough of a life to report anything interesting. I just wanted to get the Bell's Palsy thing off my page for some reason.

Um...I'm on a "Little Shop of Horrors" binge right now. I cannot believe we're doing the musical this year. It's going to be hard waiting until January for auditions. I'm just disappointed that there's a likely chance that I won't be in it. ;_; Augh.

My right eye hurts. That doesn't really make sense, because my left eye is the problematic one right now. I swear, eye drops are going to become my next best friend. Can one O.D. on eye drops? Hmm. I'd sure hope not.

I don't like the medication I've been put on, either. Four pills a day is annoying enough, but everytime I take 'em now, something horrible happens to my stomach and it causes paaain. And all of this isn't for the treatment of Bell's Palsy. No, it's to treat a POSSILBE (but not likely) cause of it. -_-

Now both eyes hurt. This isn't right.

Anyway, the point I'm trying to make is that "Little Shop" is awesome, and it's times like these that I wish I could sing...or be male so that I'd have a better shot at getting a role. <.< >.>

Now all I need is the third sign of the apocalypse to make life awesome (Only a handful will get this joke. It probably is you, 'cause the only ones who read this are those that I know in "real life")

I was in the middle of writing a journal in biology class, when I got a notice pulling me out of school, and I had to close the window right before I finished my last sentence. Ah well. Though my journal would have explained WHY I suddenly left. I didn't entirely expect anyone to be that curious, even though I never bothered to tell anyone of what was wrong. <.< >.>

Not like it's a big deal anyway. Yesterday I discovered the movement on the left side of my face was...limited, I guess. When I didn't go away this morning, my mom called the doctor for an immediate appointment.

So I was worried, because I always worry about everyting for most of the day. Anyone curious as to why I was so silent today (Chris, I'm talking to you, if you managed to remember this account name), that's why. Though by the time I got to the doctor's, I was oddly calm. Somehow I had already reasoned that I was fine.

And indeed, I am fine, for the most part. I have been diagnosed with Bell's Palsy, which is some sort of nerve problem in the face.

"Approximately 50% of Bells palsy patients will have essentially complete recoveries in a short time. Another 35% will have good recoveries in less than a year.

Regardless of the trigger, Bell's palsy is best described as an event - trauma to the nerve. As with any other injury, healing follows. The quality and duration of recovery is dependent on the severity of the initial injury. If the nerve has suffered nothing more than a mild trauma, recovery can be very fast, taking several days to several weeks. An "average" recovery is likely to take between a few weeks and a few months. The nerve regenerates at a rate of approximately 1-2 millimeters per day, and can continue to regenerate for 18 months, probably even longer. Improvement of appearance can continue beyond that time frame."


More info here, [link] if anyone is curious. My parents figured it out ahead of time, 'cause my dad has all these medical books. My mom read of the symptoms, and I was like, "So THAT explains all those funky things that have been happening to me."

I should be fine, except my left eye will not close all the way (it looks like I'm winking whenever I try to blink), thus I need eye drops and medication to prevent it from drying out.

But I never want to get blood drawn ever again. They wanted to run some tests, to rule out a few causes. I do not like needles. And I do not like the sight of blood. So, I was freaking out. I had to close my eyes when it was done. Once the needle went in, I thought, "Hey this isn't so bad." And then they actually STARTED to draw blood. It hurt, but it was bearable. But as it progressed, I felt myself feel nauseous. When they finished, I thought I was going to throw up, and I needed a glass of water. Everyone there kept asking if I was okay. I could barely walk, and all sounds seemed muffled and far away. I had to sit in the waiting room for a couple of minutes to regain my composure enough to walk. Although, when walking to the car, things started going dark, and I felt dizzy. Apparently I was on the verge of passing out. When I got to the car, I noticed I was pale. I mean, I'm pale to begin with, but I looked SICKLY. My mom said, "If there's ever a blood drive at your school...don't go."

But I'm all better now.

So "Picnic" is officially over--with the exception of striking the set on monday. I believe auditions for "Little Shop" begin in December, so I have no idea what I'm going to do until then. Drama was the thing I could look forward to, no matter how bad my day had been. ;_;

But at least the last day was fun. It was basically "Glomp JR Day." Then we went over to the cast party, and because crew was dressed in all black, we kept trying to be "emo." I failed, 'cause I couldn't stop laughing. But I drew emo pictures and made an emo napkin with green frosting. Funfunfun.

What sucks about our upcoming musical is that everyone is auditioning. Normally one can get a role in the musical no matter what--even if they can't sing. But because so many people are going to try out, I guess the parts will be chosen based on TALENT (How dare they?). And I cannot sing to save my life. ;_; Not to mention this is my only chance to be in a musical, since next year I promised to do AcaDeca. Dang.