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After having about five days off of work, my first day back was a drab.  The day went by slowly and my right ankle started hurting again.  I think I've figured out what the problem is: I have a fallen arch on that foot.  I had never really thought about it until a few days ago.  I just thought that ankle was weaker than the other, but no, my right foot has a fallen arch.  They may also be why I have horrible balance and why I can't skate.  With my ankle still sore from last night, when I took Brandy on her daily walk we were both quite the pitiful sight.  Brandy, my japanese spitz, is not quite used to her daily walk yet, so we were both limping the whole way.  And once we were back home, we couldn't wait to get back in the cool air conditioned house and drink some cold water.  Brandy went straight to her water dish while I went straight to the sink.  I'm sure we looked quite pitiful.

And I'm not quite sure what I'm going to do about my fallen arch.  I would like to get it fixed, because it makes my ankle hurt..a lot.  Also, when I try to bend my foot into having an arch, it sends a sharp pain up my foot and into my ankle.  It's just all kinds of pain.  When I googled for what to do about the arch, all I could find were articles telling me to see an orthopedic surgeon.  But I fear that the insurance I have will not cover a visit, and I definitely do not have the money to afford a visit right now.  Soon, though, I will be able to upgrade my insurance plan (in the fall, to be exact) but that's waitting until fall.  That means more pain.  And that's just not cool.  I don't know, I'm sure I'll be able to figure something out.  I'll check Wal Mart for those insoles..or whatever they're called.

So, Tim and Amy's wedding is this weekend.  I get to play Maid of Honor, yay.  Please note the sarcasm in the "yay".  Yes, your assumptions are correct, I am not too thrilled.  First of all the Best Man (Kevin, the youngest of the three brothers ((for those who don't know the brothers are Tim, Billy(my boyfriend), and Kevin)) ) doesn't want me to be the Maid of Honor just because we have to walk side by side (we don't get along too well).  Second of all, I haven't really been the best Maid of Honor for the bride so I kind of feel bad.  I didn't throw a Bachelorette party and I wasn't there for the Bridal shower.  So, I feel slightly guilty.  I'm just ready for it to be over.  Tomorrow I'm going with the bride to pick up my dress and learn how to bustle her dress.  Fun fun.  I know she wont say anything about how I've neglected my responsibilities of being Maid of Honor, but I know the frustration will play in the air between us.  Sometimes that's worse than saying nothing at all.  I'm just ready for it all to be over and my life to return to normality.  Granted I like a little spice in my life, but negative spice is no fun.

Haha, I definitely know she will not be my Maid of Honor, in fear that she will have her revenge.

Perhaps I dwell on things too much.  Oh well, shower time! :)

These first posts are always so tricky.  Striving to make that perfect introductory post on a new blog community, in order to impress the maybe one user who may stumble on your newly birthed blog page is quite the tough thing to accomplish.  But that's ok, because I can do it.  I'm that good.  Fear not.

Anyways, just to waste the fifteen minutes I have left before I must rush off to work, I would like to say "Hello, Vox!"  I'm starting anew, again.  There's no telling how many journals I've started, and I hate that too.  Shows how much self discipline I lack.  But here, that's going to change.  I see this journal lasting, but I will make it last.  I will not lose interest, and I will hold myself to it.  It is my way of building up better self discipline, one thing I definitely lack.  I've always just done things the easy way, the lazy way.  I've never really dedicated myself (other than relationship-wise) to anything.  And this will be my first dedication.  Not only that, journaling is really good for your soul.  It's a way to ramble out any rants or feelings you may be dwelling on at the time.  A way to get them out and allow you to focus on other greater things.  So, yay for journaling!

I'll go on a little bit about myself, just facts, nothing to wishy washy.  My birthday is on August 7th, and I was born in the year 1987, making me currently nineteen.  I live in Kentucky with my boyfriend and his family (desiring a place of our own), and I greatly miss my mother who lives back in Mississippi.  I follow an alternative faith, something quite Pagan, if you will.  It can be compared to Wicca, but I don't let my head escape to the clouds with it.  I keep everything quite practical, and down to earth, because that's just to way I am.  People who have their heads in the clouds, especially Spiritual or Religion-wise, get on my nerves.  I'm sorry to seem cynical or even "hateful", but it's just the way I am.  I do not focus on my past lives or where my soul has been, I am me now, and can be nothing else here on this plane of existence. 

Ok, that's all I feel like going on about.  Besides that, I have like two minutes to hop into my car and head off to work.  So, have a good day.  I hope I will.