Another Hollywood Plastic

So after softball season next summer, I will be another hollywood plastic.
Sick.


I'm supposed to have reconstructive surgery on my nose because of how the girl -- that like punched me in basketball -- hit the bone.
It's making it hard to breathe out one side.
This is not normal; my doctor wants me to have plastic surgery.
I am not excited.


Never have I liked my nose, but it was me.
And now, I'll just be another model of another perfect nose.
Ugh.
This is frustrating.



"So much change can mean that nothing changes. And sometimes change is good. And, oh, sometimes change is everything." -Merideth Gray, Gray's Anatomy