Angst? Me? Never.

Weird. I don't think I ever would, it'd be too weird. Plus I don't really go in chatrooms anymore anyway. It got too crap and weird.
This guy I talk to is apparently very into them though. He 'loved' Katie and couple of weeks and now his MSN name is 'John <3 Mel'. Hmmm. I'm dying to ask what happened.
Damnit.
I wish he would just say.
I hate being nosey.
And I hate holding back.

John had his MRI today, we get the results next week. He was fine about it, which is good. Being stuck inside the tube thingy for half an hour would have freaked me out, but that kind of stuff seems to have passed John by.

I hate hospitals. They're creepy. All the long dark corridors, it's like it's disigned to freak you out. And I was definitely way to close to comfort to certain zones of it. It made me remember things I would rather not remember. And then I got way to concious of myself. I don't know why, I think it was just some kind of weird reaction.
In the end I kept myself occpied with picking out the doctor's. I wonder if they realise how obvious they are. Doctor's even have their own walk.

I made another blog today, on a different site. Not because I'm leaving this one, just because I found an interesting one on there by accident. I can't actually work out how to use the site, so the whole thing was probably pointless. Plus it was another one where lots of people write to entertain and I'm not good at that. I just think too much in my blogs. Plus, when I made it, I was still feeling a bit too concious of how I was sounding, so I ended up doing a robot post.

I HATE FEELING CRAP

The sooner this week is over the better.