yesterday

Yesterday was a really weird combination of things kind of day. I woke up with a really sore throat, the worst since my tonsilectomy. I did my morning babysitting then went to work with more babys until I couldn't take it anymore and asked to leave to go to the health center. There nurse Mitchel, more like Nurse Bitchel...(cuz she's a bitch) wouldn't see me because she said she had too many appointments, although I was the only one in the center and it is like one of the last days of school and only the rejects are still in school. All she had to do was give me a strep test, tell me I don't have it and then prescribe me with amoxicillin but nah. So I decided to go to the hospital by Summer home, Brennan took me. I went to the main entrence and told the secretary I had a sore throat they were like "uh ya just go to the ER" this hospital is really laid back the only other patient I ever saw there was this lil boy who swallowed a penny. So ya they prescribed me with amoxicillin and told me I didn't have strep and (I felt better in 10 hours). At the hospital there was an adorable bulliten board that said Pig flu facts it was pink and had a pigs head attatched a curly tail four hooves and a word bubble that said "oink!" After that we went back to college he took a final and then we watched this really good Zombie movie called recording. It was Spanish, of the European kind. B grade movie, but the lead hot girl was better than any american horror b grade movie lead hot girl. After that I was scared, because in my college town at night everyone looks like zombies. At stop and shop I was all jumpy from the movie, idk why I usually don't give a shit but I guess I was in girlfriend mode. So ya we were like acting all immature at the grocery store, where he bought fucking bread and butter, and like we were walking down the row behind the isles pretending there were zombies around every corner when all of a sudden this mexican guy with this really load vacuum cleaner came out from an isle and like pushed the vacum right in front of us, I screamed so load, which was so innapropriate as it was a grocery store. Then we went back to my summer home, which I will decorate tonight with my Edvard Munch pics I traded for at the bookstore.