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Wish I May
 Hello, hello. I am not dead, fear me not! I've just been busy, is all. School has been rather easy, scarily enough, I've just been procrastinating. Believe me, that takes up plenty of time.
A quick recap; my cyst has been getting worse. Like... a lot. I've been in excruciating amounts of pain these past couple of weeks. Sometimes it simply gets unbearable, like today. My mommy had to pick me up at around... ah, 11.40 from school because my cyst was basically murdering me. I sat in the nurse's office for about 2 hours, hugging my heating pad and occasionally nodding off to sleep. Needless to say, I feel rather better now, but I'll be quite honest when I say that I really hope that I don't go to school tomorrow, because I really don't want to be put in this situation again. Believe me, it's painful. Worry not, however, I went for an ultrasound on Wednesday, and I expect my results tomorrow. I hope it's nothing bad though. Cross your fingers.
I had a total freakout a few days ago, and I completely blame my new birth control. Seriously, I started crying for no apparent reason and every little thing put me to tears, whether it be Liam jokingly saying that he was going to break up with me to having to eat dinner. Seriously, ever since I've been taking this new medication, I've been on cruise control. The only time I've been myself is when I was talking to Liam or Alyssa. All the other times I've been a complete mess. I have no idea why. It's rather frustrating.
Speaking of frustrating, my mom is stressed tonight. And it's really pissing me off. Yeah I know, I should show respect to her cause she's upset or whatever, but she has no excuse to be rude to me. I call her and she answers the phone with "What?!" in an irritable voice. I was like "Jeez, sorry." Like God, way to make me feel bad.
She's only stressed because she's going to get fined if I'm absent anymore. Which is bullcrap. Like seriously... not her being stressed though, the absence thing (Which I do get like... every year.) And also, her job isn't exactly giving her all that much money these days, which is also another liable reason to have anxiety.
So, 127 days!~ We're slowly inching towards June 13. Yes, June 13. It turns out he's coming the day after school ends, which is still awesome. He's arriving at around 6:30pm, where he'll probably just drop dead in the car and die... or sleep, that's cool too. We'd be home by 8pm, when Liam and I decid ed that we'd just cuddle for the night and relax. I bet you that I'll be just as exhausted as my boyfriend. And I'm excited; it's only a bit less of a week before our nine monther! Every single month makes me so excited, like we jumped over another goal. I'm really quite proud of us, to be honest. Seriously, not many teenaged long-distance / online relationships last this long. Well, okay, that's not true. JoltyxDeretto lasted for a year and six months... on and off however. Liam and I have been together 270 solid days. 95 days until our 1 year anniversary... wow. It almost seems unreal. I thought that I was going to be single forever! And then I met an English gent 3000 odd miles away. There always seems to be a catch, eh?
I'm not bothered by the distance, however. We stay close and... er, as intimate as possible with other things, like webcam. And uh. Wait, I don't think I ever told you random viewers about The Incident:
My mom caught Liam and I having phone sex.
I laugh about it now, sure, but dear mother of CHRIST was my mom angry. She was listening outside the door for about, oh, 10 minutes when she heard me telling Liam to do... things. Yes. And they weren't exactly innocent, to say the least. So she eventually barged in, saying, "GET OFF THE PHONE, RIGHT NOW." and Liam and I going "ohmygodohmygodohmygod" about twenty times until I was like "erm, I should go." and he was like "yeah... I love you?" and I was like "I love you too..." and I hung up.
I think was deaf for days after.
As soon as I pressed the little red 'end' button on my phone, my mom exploded. Yeah, we're both over it now. Hell, we even joke about it, saying how much of a damn whore I am! Hahaha, o h mom...
...I'll be completely honest. Phone sex is awesome. And I'd love to do it again.
But enough about that! I think I'm done now actually. I'm going to get ready to go to bed and just... I don't know, chillax. I'll start updating this more however, I know some faithful watchers who are creaming at the thought of me updating. Oh, I know who you are, you sick buggers.Labels: 127 days, cyst, Liam, mom, random, stress
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Wish I May
Hello, hello. I am not dead, fear me not! I've just been busy, is all. School has been rather easy, scarily enough, I've just been procrastinating. Believe me, that takes up plenty of time.
A quick recap; my cyst has been getting worse. Like... a lot. I've been in excruciating amounts of pain these past couple of weeks. Sometimes it simply gets unbearable, like today. My mommy had to pick me up at around... ah, 11.40 from school because my cyst was basically murdering me. I sat in the nurse's office for about 2 hours, hugging my heating pad and occasionally nodding off to sleep. Needless to say, I feel rather better now, but I'll be quite honest when I say that I really hope that I don't go to school tomorrow, because I really don't want to be put in this situation again. Believe me, it's painful. Worry not, however, I went for an ultrasound on Wednesday, and I expect my results tomorrow. I hope it's nothing bad though. Cross your fingers.
I had a total freakout a few days ago, and I completely blame my new birth control. Seriously, I started crying for no apparent reason and every little thing put me to tears, whether it be Liam jokingly saying that he was going to break up with me to having to eat dinner. Seriously, ever since I've been taking this new medication, I've been on cruise control. The only time I've been myself is when I was talking to Liam or Alyssa. All the other times I've been a complete mess. I have no idea why. It's rather frustrating.
Speaking of frustrating, my mom is stressed tonight. And it's really pissing me off. Yeah I know, I should show respect to her cause she's upset or whatever, but she has no excuse to be rude to me. I call her and she answers the phone with "What?!" in an irritable voice. I was like "Jeez, sorry." Like God, way to make me feel bad.
She's only stressed because she's going to get fined if I'm absent anymore. Which is bullcrap. Like seriously... not her being stressed though, the absence thing (Which I do get like... every year.) And also, her job isn't exactly giving her all that much money these days, which is also another liable reason to have anxiety.
So, 127 days!~ We're slowly inching towards June 13. Yes, June 13. It turns out he's coming the day after school ends, which is still awesome. He's arriving at around 6:30pm, where he'll probably just drop dead in the car and die... or sleep, that's cool too. We'd be home by 8pm, when Liam and I decided that we'd just cuddle for the night and relax. I bet you that I'll be just as exhausted as my boyfriend. And I'm excited; it's only a bit less of a week before our nine monther! Every single month makes me so excited, like we jumped over another goal. I'm really quite proud of us, to be honest. Seriously, not many teenaged long-distance / online relationships last this long. Well, okay, that's not true. JoltyxDeretto lasted for a year and six months... on and off however. Liam and I have been together 270 solid days. 95 days until our 1 year anniversary... wow. It almost seems unreal. I thought that I was going to be single forever! And then I met an English gent 3000 odd miles away. There always seems to be a catch, eh?
I'm not bothered by the distance, however. We stay close and... er, as intimate as possible with other things, like webcam. And uh. Wait, I don't think I ever told you random viewers about The Incident:
My mom caught Liam and I having phone sex.
I laugh about it now, sure, but dear mother of CHRIST was my mom angry. She was listening outside the door for about, oh, 10 minutes when she heard me telling Liam to do... things. Yes. And they weren't exactly innocent, to say the least. So she eventually barged in, saying, "GET OFF THE PHONE, RIGHT NOW." and Liam and I going "ohmygodohmygodohmygod" about twenty times until I was like "erm, I should go." and he was like "yeah... I love you?" and I was like "I love you too..." and I hung up.
I think was deaf for days after.
As soon as I pressed the little red 'end' button on my phone, my mom exploded. Yeah, we're both over it now. Hell, we even joke about it, saying how much of a damn whore I am! Hahaha, oh mom...
...I'll be completely honest. Phone sex is awesome. And I'd love to do it again.
But enough about that! I think I'm done now actually. I'm going to get ready to go to bed and just... I don't know, chillax. I'll start updating this more however, I know some faithful watchers who are creaming at the thought of me updating. Oh, I know who you are, you sick buggers.Labels: 127 days, cyst, Liam, mom, random, stress
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!! Meghan Julianna Schultz. 14. Female. Taken. Freshmen. CAPSLOCK.
 I'm commonly known online as Fiinikkusu, Megative, or Robotiqua. Some people call me Meg, Meggu, Mego's, Megatron, Megalopolis, Meganium, Schultzy, and some insults here and there. But you can call me tonight.
 I live the simple life. At the ripe age of fourteen, I can still rely on my parents. I can still do stupid things and only get disappointed head-shakes and scoldings. I can still love my boyfriend without being expected to have sex with him. I can still ask for a lollipop at the doctor's office. I can still be completely clueless about the world around me without others thinking I'm unintelligent. I know that in a few years, everything will be different. But that's okay. Everything is different.
 I'm not hard to please. I like Pokemon, playing the piano, cell phone charms, hair clips, window shopping, algebra, surveys, band-aids, pizza, my boyfriend, snow, Optimus Prime, 11:11, and kittens.
 When I grow up, I'm going to live with my boyfriend somewhere. Just anywhere but here. And I will have a coffeeshop. It's unnamed so far, but one day I will think of a name and a location and everything. Those are my life dreams in a nutshell; to live with my boyfriend, to own a coffeeshop, and to move away from the boonies of Pennsylvania.
 I'm straightedge, and I mention it often. I don't do drugs, smoke, drink, and I'm still a virgin. I hate alcohol more than anything on this planet, just throwing that out there. Don't talk to me just to bash my opinions. Everyone has them, and I appreciate that you're trying to make yours heard, but you're going to the wrong person about them.
 I watch anime and read manga. My favourites are Higurashi no Naku Koro ni, Sayonara Zetsubou Sensei, Pita-Ten, DOGs, and Kaleido Star. I watch television. My favorite TV shows are Scrubs and That 70's Show. I watch movies. My favorite movies are Ferris Bueller's Day Off, Transformers, Bill and Ted's Excellent Adventure, and War Games.
 I'm not your average fourteen year old.
 
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