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WP is acting screwy. >_> Please behave, thanks.

I don’t know why but it keeps saving drafts over and over and over again and for each post I make, I have three drafts which are never deleted. Screwy much?

So well, went to the doctor’s yesterday. Blood test is clear meaning no signs of arthritis or any bone disorders. Oh my god, can’t believe he feared I might have arthritis. Sheesh. My X-Ray. Hmm…it’s mostly good except for the bottom part of the back which should be straight but for me, was curved. Scoleosis or something like that. So I had physiotherapy today and by god! Was it good?! Good is an understatement. It was marvelous.

For about 30 minutes was just asking questions and doing a few simple exercises. Then the supervisor came in and made sure everything was right and she did this thing and my back just went, “Oh yessssssssssss.”

Then the other lady came back and did that thing again. It was so good~~~ I felt like I had gone to heaven or something. Next physio appointment is this Friday. Oh god, please do that thing which made my back totally melted.

The girl asked me if it was alright and I went, “More pressure please~ <3″. I said that like three times and I think she panicked cause she said, “I don’t want to break your back or anything…” I’m still “More pressure~~~”

And this is another reason why I love WordPress so much more than any previous blogging systems that I’ve tried. Excluding Livejournal here. And it is because I can update anywhere with any wireless connections available without any problems. Note, keyword is without any problems.

I remember last term when I finished at 5PM every single day except Monday and the weekends. I’d stay at university for a few hours to wait for my parents to finish work or to just muck around. At that time, I was using Fusion News because not only was it flat-file, it was easy to install, customize and use. However, when I try and use it at university, the stupid bugger can’t seem to keep me logged-in. I’ll log-in, click on the “New Post” page and it’ll say that I can’t access that page because I’m not logged in. If I manage to finally get to the “Create New Post” page, I can’t publish it. Why? Because the bugger says that I don’t have permission to do that. Please log-in. It was just a bitch.

Then I migrated to using Livejournal only. That was no problems. Yeah, it was cool. Not my Livejournal account serves only to be my archived/backup. Eh heh. Wordpress, I love you~!

Okay. Moving on. Now I’m going to rant about my knuckles. And my condition as a hyperhydrosis sufferer. Just a quick look at what hyperhydosis is, let me explain. It’s just excessive sweating that can occur in the palms, armpit and feet. So anyway, it’s not just the normal nervous clammy hands. This is serious water dripping out of the palms. OK. Not that gory. When I sweat, and I don’t wipe it, you can see the moisture on my palm. And if I leave it long enough or I actually am feeling nervous, I can just tip my palms and you can see the water droplets rolling off my palms. It’s just really excessive sweating.

So. Hyperhydrosis. It’s a bitch let me tell you that. It’s a downright damn bitch. However, it’s occasionally nice to have. Like when you want to disgust that slut without actually being too direct. Just let your hands sweat a little, hehe, then shake their hands. Oh ho ho. Then quickly walk away. They’ll be “Eww. That was disgusting.” But at least you know that she has germs. Muahaha. OK. That was too childish and probably wouldn’t work and you would just drop right down to -3847023 on the popularity scale. Well, I’ve learned to live with it and it does have it’s benefit. Like when I need a quick ironing session and there’s no irons around. But wait! Just let my hands sweat a little then use your palms like an iron. It really does work, love. Another occasion you can use hyperhydrosis. When you want to clean a fruit like say…pear. You can’t wash it because there’s no basin around. Let your palms sweat a little then start wiping that little bugger. Oh yes, it works.

But it’s a bitch most of the time. Because I have this laptop and when I bring it to university, I don’t bring the mouse. So I have to resort to using that tiny mouse pad thing. And people like me can’t freaking use it because our hands starts to sweat. Yes, it sweat right up to the tip of your fingers. So anyway, you start using the pad, your fingers starts to sweat because of the friction and other factors and soon your mouse doesn’t follow your movement because the freaking pad is sticky like shit. I have to use my knuckles to move it around. And after a while, it does hurt. You try using only your knuckles for a few hours. Rub it all around the pad and see if it doesn’t hurt. And even if I don’t use my fingers, the stupid pad still gets clammy so I still have to wipe the pad. And all around the pad. And the keyboard. And wherever I touch on this laptop. Cause there’s just sweat all over. It’s so disgusting. And my friends laugh everytime I take a break from the laptop and start wiping my laptop like I’m a freak. Argh. I need to insert an emoticon right about here but I haven’t uploaded the functions page to use it so I’m just going to have to go without the emoticons. Blergh.

One last thing I’m complaining. Dear WP, why the hell do you insist on sticking that ugly yellow banner all over the control panel telling me to upgrade. Can’t you just make yourself appear only on the dashboard? You’re being a bitch. Please remove yourself. I don’t have time to upgrade you. I enjoy the old you.

Blood test tomorrow. Shit.

I’ve been postponing it for a few weeks now. No end to it. And I guess tomorrow is the day. I don’t know why I should fear it. I’ve donated blood a few times in the past. But only because I felt like I had to give something back for all my wonderful eighteen years of life. Really.

I nearly shat my pants but I still went ahead and donated. The nurse was a bit pissed at me because I was shit scared but was still insisting on donating. If I didn’t have a needle in me, I would have jolly bloody well smacked her. Uh yeah. Anyway, back to the main topic. Blood test.

Shit shit shit. Major shit. Crap. Seriously, you have no idea how shit scared I feel. Shit. I probably need a sedative to calm me tomorrow. Valium please.