surgery with W.

this morning, at 8am,
i had theatre with surgeon W.
he's plastics and we had to cut out moles, cysts, breasts, anus,
and reconstruct the site ard the incision.
was awesome.

not everything about plastics shld be deemed BAD.
(:

NINE more days till the love comes HOMEEEEEEEEe to me!
teehee.
(yes i selfproclaim aussieland as home, thank you. )
i cant wait. oh man gotta do soooo much studyign before he comes to avoid nerd attack!
(:
i cantttt wait man really.

as for surg and PBLs and the constant boring bits of cabrini,
im coping well.
with the simplest thought that i wont be alone for a full week soon!
(:
yayyy.

love, werld.

oh yes and one shockblast for the week (besides stevie's retarded acts):
Fareed, the persian guy i met in Crown,
msgd me obsessively the whole week
and jst yday he msgd i cant believe how fast im falling in love.
OHHHKAYYYYY
if you dont knw the lowdown on him...
he's a drug and alc addict, with a Chris angel look. (yes that farrel look)
and he looks stalkerish.
and he DOES stalk. me. period.
and yesss now i gotta move or sth!! IM SCARED!!!
):