Give me novacaine.

I think I'm starting to be like John. And what I mean by that is, everything is all I've ever wanted.

We were going to try to go to Six Flags with Kellie and Joe this week, since it's spring break. But I have to work Wednesday. Of course, right now I don't want to go to Six Flags anyway since my mouth still hurts from my wisdom teeth surgery, but John still wants to go to Georgia anyway. When he and his mom came by earlier, we were talking about spring break, and he said something about how when you're in college, you're supposed to go places and do cool stuff over spring break. For some reason, that's been bugging me ever since. I don't want to go to Six Flags because of my mouth, and I probably won't be able to get off work anyway. I have to try though, for him.

I just don't want him to have a boring spring break. I mean, he's right - all the college kids go to places like Cancun or Miami and get to do all the fun stuff. He deserves that too. And I'm not trying to sound negative here (believe me, that funk I was in for like a month is over), but...I can't make that happen for him.

I wish we could go to Seaside Beach and stay at one of the cottages that my cousins have. I wish there was a way around my parents and work. It's just been such a long school year, and John and I have both been through a lot. We deserve a break. But I don't want him to be stuck here not doing anything because I can't get off work or because I'm getting over having some teeth pulled. He'll tell me that he doesn't care, or that he'll get over it. But I know it'll disappoint him if we can't go to Atlanta. I want better for him.

I hate pain medication. It's just a mask. It covers up the pain. It makes everything foggy. And I figured out tonight that oxycodone makes me dizzy. That's not a good feeling. And what about Kellie's dress? She still hasn't found a prom dress yet. And I promised her I'd go shopping with her to find a dress. I hate how work gets in the way of everything. She works more than I do.

I just want to chill tomorrow. I want to hurry up and get over this whole wisdom teeth thing. It's ridiculous. It's absolutely ridiculous to be in this kind of pain from having four teeth pulled. It's just teeth, man! I've had teeth pulled before. Three at one time. Why do wisdom teeth have to be any different? And why are they called wisdom teeth, anyway? I don't feel like my intelligence has dropped any since I had them removed. It's just a big inconvenience, really. At least, when it comes to eating. I just hate feeling like this. The pain medicine is just blah but I don't want to complain about hurting because I'm not helpless. I'm just glad John gets to come over tomorrow. I seriously plan on not doing anything. I mean, I want to be as lazy as possible tomorrow. Just for one day. And there's no better way to officially kick off my spring break than to be completely lazy and chill at home watching movies with my boyfriend.

But really. I really, really hate pain medication.

Goodnight.