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Saturday, 30 April 2011
04:04:22 PM (GMT)
I just woke up, it's exactly 11:00 AM CST. I'm listening to Love the Way You Lie
(Original) by Skylar Grey and the sound of the lawnmower in our backyard. I feel sick
as crap. I got 2 chemo medicines yesterday at clinic, and everything went good, but
they make me feel like crap. I just wanna curl up in bed and never wake up, but I
have stuff to do. I have to paint my mirror and clean the house. Somebody shoot me.
All my friends are 40 minutes away because they went on a youth group field trip that
started yesterday, so I couldn't go. It sucks ass because they all have to put on
Facebook about how much fun they're having and "omg i broke a nail someone kill
me!!!!!!!". I just want to tell them to STFU. You don't know "someone kill me" until
you get diagnosed with cancer, get chemo, then have a stroke and two seizures from
one of those chemo medicines and almost die, have to give shots to yourself almost
daily, take medicine that is deadly if you touch it/drink it, but you can put it in
your veins and it's perfectly fine, and face an 80% cure rate/20% death rate daily.
Just think about it. 
It could be a lot worse.

✌ that is all
Last edited: 30 April 2011

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