Call Me Alvinette.

Well....
I look like a blowfish (a very attractive one, thank you very much.) with the miniature version of angelina's lips and some slightly oriental eyes. I guess that's what happens when you get your nose reshaped. I probably look like the female version of Alvin the Chipmunk with a better complexion of course. This is all two days after the surgery. It was a surreal event, you could say. I woke up on Wednesday June 28th at 5:45 and then I was off to Beverly Hills for my rendez-vous with the doctor man. All I can remember before the anestesia kicked in was that the doctors/nurses/etc could not find my veins to put the drip in. bummer, I can never be a junkie. I'll have to scratch that one off of my list of things to do before I die. I was in the operating room for an hour or so. Then they were waking me and helping me get dressed. Apparently I had been out for two hours. The nurse asked me when and who had done my boobs. Nice, I am now a 16 yr old plastic surgery junkie. Scratch that one of my list too, I suppose. Now, two days later, it looks like someone put an air pump in my mouth and had some fun with it. It's okay I have not suffered any major bruising yet, knock on wood, so things will be nice from here on out. Next Thursday, I go in at 7:oo am to get all the bandaging off of my new lovelier face. Fantastic and Marvie and Incredulouso. Whatever the hell that means, I meant it well, seeing as I am pretty sure I just made up that last one. I haven't written for ages because, though my busy schedule of watching tv and sleeping did permit writing skills necessary for using a keyboard, my swollen brittish piggy puffs of eyes did not. Now that I can see again, with assistance from my glasses, I may be able to write on this thing-a-ma-jig on a semi-regular basis. Tres exciting. But not excite, you silly non/possible froggers. Bonsoir. In my current condition I need all the beauty sleep the night will allow, and possibly the day time as well. Au revoir, Adieu et Salut.
Love, Megan
P.S. No pics because I do not like to be viewed in all my puffy glory, except on myspace.
url: myspace.com/malibumegasm

Je suis finis.

Ah yes.....amazingly, This was the last day of Finals....Till Next Year! Ya ya and now we dance and so forth. Today I am going to soak up some pre-summer rays avec Ems (hopefully) but not until I've assisted my fellow chambersingers in singing the national anthem at the senior graduation. So I am almost off in my all black....to sit and sing in the sunshine, in a little place we like to call Malibu. I am uberly tired but it does not matter because I have just finished FINALS. ya ya again. I will dance in the sunshine, Only impressing the summer boys for three flights of a second. You call to me but I can't hear you, I only have eyes for the ocean. Summer takes its toll, we all unravel and melt into the same pot, my name becomes yours and your rainbow nail polish seems absurdly bright. I speak up, call out and it mixes into a giant chant of teenage emotion and memories. If you are lucky enough to catch one, hold on to two for me, And I'll meet you over the horizon for next year's conformity. There's a poem for you lovelies. I am off because I am singing... now. Bye. Love, Megan

Two down, one to go.

Hello Lovelies. Today was my second and last easy day of finals week. Tomorrow I will have to endure, History....gasp! and Maths....gasp, Gasp! I studied like a good girl should and I also got in some tanning hours and managed to start and finish two books. I slept in the sun and it was marvie. I have not located my first summer boy, but it will come to be, All in good time. 7 days until my surgery. Keep your fingers crossed and wish good thoughts for me. I am feeling a heavy case of the sleepies so I am off to read and then sleep early tonight! Bon soir, Guten nacht, Ciao et good night.
Love, Megan

One down, two to go.

First day of finals finished....hurrah, hurrumph and haleluia? I really don't know how to spell that one. My new favorite yearbookism comes to us from Keenan, (an adorable little artisty friend of mine). It goes like this: "If you were a young child, preferably small, on the side of the road, I would abduct you." It's perfect to throw in to show how much you care. And on that note, I really am so close to being done with school, it's fabulous! And as summer draws nearer, you know what that means, don't you? Summer Boys. The most ammmmmmazing thing about summer would be how you can be whoever the hell you want to be. Today, I had the Cary Final and it was just a notch above impossible. 8 days left until I get My Surgery! yaya and a half. I am tres excited. But not excite, because that mes petit amies, is tres dirrty. So I will leave you on that note, as I am to go get some nice sunny rays on my epidermis, approximately now.
Love, Megan

The day of Fathers.

Today is father's day and so my mere and myself went shopping for the father. We got him around eight hundred shirts from Crosscreek. Then we went to the olds place in sherman oaks. It was 97 degrees....I melted. I made nine pairs of earrings and I am extremely bored. So bored, in fact, that if I wanted to I could probably make it into a sport. Anyways, it's short because I am sooo bored that I can't even muster up the enthusiasm to write a short story for everyone. I'm going to watch a movie and make friends with some Alpenmilch Ritter-Sport. Later. Love, Megan

Faire du Shopping

Last night I danced until dawn and had myself a midnight ocean dip. It was fabulous, of course. Then Brooke and I dropped off two very dirrrty boys to their cocaine supplier. Ask me why and I will tell you....I have absolutely no idea why. Today I went to the Gem/Jewelry Show at SAMO Civic Centre. I bought eight bajillion beads and some other shiny facetted stuff. Then I went to Madison and bought gorgeous fabulous little shorts, some fleur de lis earrings, a fleur de lis necklace, a pair of spangly indian flats and I wanted to get this goddess-esque Ella Moss Dress but I have to make jewelry first. Anyways, Tomorrow is The Day of Fathers and I have to make eight pairs of earings....so goodnight, au revoir, salut, bonsoir et ciao bellas! Love, Megan

Today, The Second to last P.E. class of my young life.

Today....marvelously simple and ahmazing. This is my first blog-a-ma-jig. Today I had duh, friday P.E......ewww times nine. And we went to la plage (the beach; english for you non-froggers) and we wowed about twenty kajillion summer boys with our malibu bikini-ed selves. I am soooooo exhausted, but it's sooo close to summer, I'm totally pysched. Tonight I'm gonna dance it up at un petit rendez-vous with some friends...so this entry shall be short and sweet. There. C'est Finis! The End, et La Fin. Love, Megan