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ROSALIA!?

Something’s wrong with me. I don’t know what it is that’s wrong, but it’s something, and it’s bothering me.

You know that lightheaded kind of dizziness you get when you’re holding your breath in some manner or another? My head has felt like that all day, even when I’m not singing. And no, I haven’t been holding my breath. And I haven’t even mentioned that I keep getting these minor but blinding head rushes whenever I stand up. It’s really bad going up stairs.

I felt like I was gonna pass out about 2 hours ago(’round 3:15 to 3:25 PM) because my throat tightened up and my chest started to hurt, and I couldn’t really inhale without it hurting. And then my head started to pound and I got really dizzy. I had to stop rocking and cough and take painfully deep breaths, and none of it really helped. And when I took those ridiculously deep breath, my lungs vibrated. Not rattled like pneumonia; like, vibrated like a phone. In the end, it just went away on its own.

Other than that sensation of lightheadedness, I keep getting these super hot flashes, and they just make me get dizzy. The headache’s been coming and going throughout the day. I haven’t eaten much today because I just haven’t been hungry, and it seems like the coffee I’ve been drinking has been doing the job by itself anyway.

Maybe I’m DYING. -_-

Supaaaah Lame

I fail my math regents… again.
61. That’s exactly 4 points away from a 65, which is the passing grade. I got exactly 9 more points than the first time I took it. Woo-fuckin’-hoo.
Yes, this is about the time when everyone and their fucking mother tells me “I told you that you should’ve studied.” Ya’ know what? Suck it. I know that it was pretty stupid for me to pass up a better grade on a silver platter, but it’s a bit on the late side to fix that. Besides, Mom already got the honors.
I don’t know why I didn’t see this coming. It’s not like my life is kind enough to me to let me get away with simple pleasures like passing a stupid fucking Math Regents. I may as well give it a rest and get a high school diploma. Oh wait, I can’t do that, because I have (other people’s) EXPECTATIONS to live up to. I can’t possibly let them down. That’d be like killing them with a wooden stake. Then again, killing them with a wooden stake might be a good way to make people let me fail at life peacefully.
So there’s my story. Wonderful way to end the Summer, don’t you think? Sarcasm, sarcasm, sarcasm.

I should seriously consider getting rid of all my categories and just putting all my posts under “Stuff.” It’d make my blog and my life a little less messy. :/

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