Tales from the Epiphany Toilet

This day has made me realize that I love analyzing myself… haha. I spent the whole day feeling sick [I still feel stick] and according to my friends, being sick makes me the corniest person alive. Haha. As if they didn’t know that already.

So anyhoo, lemme tell you how my day went [I’m sure you guys have better things to do but if you’re bored, just read this… I think you’d still be bored after you do but oh well. haha]

So last night, I spent it studying and complaining of how I can’t take the pressure of being in my school. My parents countered it [again] by telling me the life-is-never-easy speech. [For the record, I know that life will never be easy. I just need it to be easier than it is now]

At around 11:30, I gave up all hopes of studying and repeated over and over to myself, or God, or whoever listens to my thoughts that I have to wake up at 4:30 in the morning to study. Stupid Me repeated “I have to wake up at 4” a couple of times so apparently, myself, or God, or whoever listens to my thoughts woke me up at 3:58am. I probably don’t need to tell you that I slept after I checked what time it was. Haha.

I finally got up at 5am and thought I was dying ‘cause my chest felt like a snake was constricting it. My parents came with me to the hospital and it turns out, I had an asthma attack.

[I really DID think I was gonna die. Haha. I AM a drama queen, after all. There is a need for me to blow everything out of proportion.]

Sitting there with the nebulizer thingy in hand, I had the chance to get lost in my thoughts…

I remembered how during the Christmas break, my aunt came knocking on my door looking for my sister ‘cause my cousin was having an asthma attack. My sister was asleep so there was no choice other than myself to go with him as he inhaled the mist medicine thingy. It was hilarious, though, ‘cause being the psycho that my cousin usually is, he sat there obviously having the hardest time breathing but still joking if that was marijuana he was inhaling and acted as if the nebulizer thingy was a hookah pipe. Haha.

After that, I began thinking of how tired I am of life and stuff and whether or not I’m dying or whatever…

The past few days I’ve been getting different sicknesses. Probably psychological ‘cause I WANT to get sick or maybe the stress has finally beaten my immune system. Haha.

The best part of being sick is that people go out of their way to show you they care about you…

My parents keep on telling me that I should get well and that they worry. I tell them I just need love and understanding. They told me they give a lot of that. [I find that unbelievable ‘cause the only reason why I’m sick is because I’m stressed out and I’m stressed out because I’m in school and I’m in THIS school ‘cause THEY want me to be… in essence, it really IS their fault. haha]

Even my friends got into the act… texted a friend of mine that I wouldn’t go to school ‘cause I was sick and dying and she replied that my ipod would be hers when I’d die. Haha, my friends really do care. Hahahaha.

So well anyway, that’s pretty much how my day went… how was yours? Haha.

X’s and o’s,

Your resident drama queen who’s suffering hypertension at 18

p.s.

I don’t eat pork that much so I’m racking my brains out wondering how my blood pressure’s high. Haha. Ciao, Luvs.