So I want you to read this first part, then look at my last journal entry.
For over a year now I've had wierd, red bumps that have appeared all over my body every once and a while. I finally got around to seeing a doctor today and he informs me that its a mild form of sephilitious that attaches to hair folicols and when the body gets rid of it, it agitates it, thus the red bump. I'm on an antibiotic for this, but I'm on one more medication for it too. Nasial Cream. Thats right, this particular disease resides primaily in the nose. Go figure...
Now on with the rest of the sad rant:
Today I woke up to a phone call from the bank saying I was in debt, again. Normally its not a big deal; I have $100 so dollars in the bank, I spend $125 on my credit card, I pay off the extra in a few weeks... its good for my credit rating. This time round it was a bit worse, only because I pulled out alot of my extra money for christmas gifts... so $1000 later I'm looking at $100 in debt and wondering "where did all the money go?" Of course I look at my journal entry for christmas and realize that buying gifts for people who don't really know me costs lots of money.
Thats not TOO bad... so I'm ok with it and I leave for my doctor's appoinment. The whole Infection in the nose thing goes down and I'm totally fine to get rid of these annoying bumps. Then he says "is anything else bothering you?" Oh boy, what a mistake I made. I noted that I started loosing hair when the red bumps appeared and I assumed that it was related. The doctor had to let me know that it wasn't, and rather I had male pattern baldness. *SIIIGGHHH* Some of you may be thinking that this is a bit lame for me to be complaining, but you have to understand I'm 19. I never knew balding started now, I always assumed I'd be married or at least comfortable in life before this hit me. I never wanted to admit it, but I knew that this was coming. Ironically ever male in my family except my mother's father (the person where you supposidly get this gene) is bald. Telling my mom this of course made her want a second opinion, but I know it's true...
So now I'm at a cross roads. I can accept my eventual lack of hair and try to recover any thought of self confidence, or take a pill for the rest of my life that will keep my hair the way it is now, on the very verge of starting to recede...
Life certinly doesn't wait for you to recover from somthing before throwing the next ball.
Yo, what's up? Gimme a few day's and I'll have read your stuff, hehe. You are so cool you get a watch before I even check out your work, don't you feel special?