Pathetique

I missed my first two classes today because I felt really bad, but according to my X-Rays, there’s nothing wrong with my back and legs. I really doubt that there is absolutely nothing wrong with them because they hurt, but they couldn’t see anything on the X-Rays. (Of course, I kind of doubt that, too, because you can’t see my knees properly on an X-Ray since they’re kind of deformed.) Anyway, I still have an appointment with the Rheumatologist because they still think I have Fibromyalgia. I may not have arthritis since it doesn’t show up, which is weird because when I was signing up for disability, they said I had it. It shouldn’t be something that just goes away, should it? I mean, there’s the possibility that I still have it, but it didn’t show up. I don’t know. It’s all confusing.

I spent an hour getting my books canceled in the bookstore, which should have already happened. How hard is it to cancel books when someone emails you and asks you to cancel their order? Keep in mind that when said person sends this email in, they send a thing telling them their student number and the order numbers. If they had canceled the books two weeks ago when I asked them to, then they wouldn’t have had to spend an hour today canceling them.

Oh, and I had to return a book because it had already been charged to one of my cards, which overdrew that account at the time. I had to convince the manager that the book department manager had said to return the book and not sell it back. When you’ve never actually left the store because you didn’t want the book, then why should you have to sell it back? Selling it back is for the people who want to be paid for their used book. I wanted my money to be refunded.

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Janet Morris

I'm from Huntsville, Alabama. I've got as many college credits as a doctorate candidate, and the GPA of some of them, too. I have a boss by the name of Amy Pond. She's a dachshund. My parents both grew up in Alabama.

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