The Opera Populaire

Woke up this morning feeling that my right eye was very itchy. Thot it was nothing, until I groggily look into e mirror. Argh! It was very red! But thank God it's better now after I put eye drop. I shd be grateful, but instead I still feel irritated.

I have a lot to b grateful for, but I am not. I dunno why. Perhaps it's e sort of normal reaction someone gets when she was told that she is suffering from something. My thyroid prob is abt as good as it gets. I feel normal, not weak or tired or anything. MY neck is not swollen to e point of making me look hideous. In fact, u won't even notice it unless u scrutinise me. My eyes r still like e last time u see me. I am not affected by e medicine; not nauseaus or anything like wat e doc said I might be. In my own heart, I am still e Jenn ppl know!

Maybe I am really worried that I may be deprived of things when ppl know abt my condition, tho it is not serious and will clear in time. I may not get a job just becos I am honest enough to tell my employer abt it. Or, as my mom pointed out, some guys may not be able to handle gals with illnesses and my chances of being with someone will be greatly lessened. This sort of things may just happen and so I must be prepared to be realistic and accept it. I am not e sort who knows how to lie; I believe in absolute truth with both my future employer or lover. They must accept me as I am. I am only afraid they won't.

Sorry for this emotionally charged entry. I need to get things off my chest. I will be fine.