Once, When telling my friends about the fact that i'm having an operation on my jaw, i remember being responded to with a "Why??! Your jaw looks fine to me; I don't see anything wrong!" That must've been the most reassuring thing to hear; because I mean they might not notice it [hopefully] but if you look in the mirror, it's basically the only thing you can see, and when you walk down the halls or out in public and make eye contact with someone you can't help but think " Oh my god, are they looking at me or my crooked smile?"
The waiting place is a place that i read about in one of my favorite books; it's a useless place where people just.. wait...
"for a train to go
or a bus to come, or a plane to go
or the mail to come, or the rain to go
or the phone to ring, or the snow to snow
or waiting around for a Yes or a No
or waiting for their hair to grow.
Everyone is just waiting."
I mean i guess that's where i feel like i am at this point; as we wait for the insurance to approve and to begin prepping for surgery But I mean these are not unfamiliar grounds to me. I've been waiting for this to happen for years and now that it might actually become a reality i can hardly wait any longer... or at least i can; it just gets hard sometimes. But I've once heard that if you want things done right, you can't really rush them. So I can wait.
Right now I'm still Keepin on with school. Trying my hardest and doing all I can. So i mean with all this focusing on school, these next four months should fly by with no problem. Right?
Hopefully they'll contact us and approve my procedure soon.
Anyways I'm going to enjoy the end of my saturday night with some intense Animal Crossing and Grey's Anatomy.
Keepin' hopes up.
Ov'r and out.
