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Every time I think, "Hmm, I'm going to get sick soon", I end up getting sick. So when I thought, "I'm going to get cancer soon," I began to do the traditional Tsuki freak-out routine. I went shopping for every type of antioxidant out there, but only came back with tea and calcium -_-. I'm not going to make it through the weekend. I can FEEL it, you know? (Coursemit's not enough to get me to put the cigarette down *grumble*)
So now, I'm drinking so much tea that I'm crying dregs, and I'm so sick of calcium that I don't think I'll go near it ever again. But, I must fight on! Or else, I'll die of an anxiety attack long before the cancer gets me.
And now, probably from stressing myself out so much over the fake-but-who-knows-cancer, I swear to God I have chest pains. I know, I know, "You're 17, shut the hell up and go to sleep or something", but erm...Yeah, it kind of hurts. Kind of hurts like it shouldn't be hurting. I'll be damned if I go to the doctor, but I'm still going to complain about it. I know it's probably from worrying so much over stupid stuff (it just goes to show how bored I am), but in case I come up missing, you'll know that I either died from cancer through psychological suggestion, a heart attack, or I overdosed on tea and calcium. Ciao.
So now, I'm drinking so much tea that I'm crying dregs, and I'm so sick of calcium that I don't think I'll go near it ever again. But, I must fight on! Or else, I'll die of an anxiety attack long before the cancer gets me.
And now, probably from stressing myself out so much over the fake-but-who-knows-cancer, I swear to God I have chest pains. I know, I know, "You're 17, shut the hell up and go to sleep or something", but erm...Yeah, it kind of hurts. Kind of hurts like it shouldn't be hurting. I'll be damned if I go to the doctor, but I'm still going to complain about it. I know it's probably from worrying so much over stupid stuff (it just goes to show how bored I am), but in case I come up missing, you'll know that I either died from cancer through psychological suggestion, a heart attack, or I overdosed on tea and calcium. Ciao.