not bad for a Monday

my chest has really been bothering me the past couple of days. what's been even more disturbing is that it's hurting on the left side. so, being the hypochondriac i am, i spend the last 5 days or so convinced i'm going to die. yeah, not a good way to start the new year. so today, after my class, i go to the clinic. there's a bit of a wait (about 2 hours), but since i got there around 11 and my next class isn't until 5, i'm not too worried. well, not worried about the time. i'm seen and the doctor tells me that from my symptoms and what he's seen, my heart is fine and i've probably torn or ripped a muscle in my chest. obviously not too severe, i can still function, but nevertheless, disturbing. he says it might take about 2 weeks to heal or more if i aggravate it. considering i have heavy books to carry around every other day this quarter, i'm thinking it might take me a while. he said to take ibuprofen every 6 hours. and what's really annoying is that the pain seems to radiate into my left shoulder as well. and my wrist is hurting. bastard. well, at least i'm not dying o_0

on a less depressing note, i got out of section early. it was our first one and since we've only had like one class, there really wasn't much to talk about yet. we signed our names and went on our way.

( Drake & Josh )

i've now uploaded 64/105 icons. sweet. also, ( Let me borrow that top- Torchwood style! )

and because it also makes me happy (if not also a little jealous) here's a picture of John Barrowman and his partner. just look at the pretty!