NO, I'm not pregnant
Because I know that most of you are wondering "what the hell's wrong" with me, I figure it's about time to spill the beans...the truth of the matter is, my mom has breast cancer. We just found out Friday, that's why most of you don't already know this. In light of this information, here are just a few things:
-I am ok...I am not ok...I am/not ok
-I have no idea what stage the cancer is in...all I know that is that it is rapid and agressive...neither of which are comforting
-I have no idea how this will affect my attendance of school/rehearsals
-It is perfectly ok if you want to bring it up...I can't promise that I won't cry; but hey, ya win some, ya lose some.
-Please, please, please, for the love of God! Act normal! I need for people to hang out with me and make me laugh.
-My mom will eventually have to go through chemotherapy, which probably means I will often come to school acting like she feels
There is absolutely no way to close this on a note that isn't weird or awkward...so, um, the end.
-I am ok...I am not ok...I am/not ok
-I have no idea what stage the cancer is in...all I know that is that it is rapid and agressive...neither of which are comforting
-I have no idea how this will affect my attendance of school/rehearsals
-It is perfectly ok if you want to bring it up...I can't promise that I won't cry; but hey, ya win some, ya lose some.
-Please, please, please, for the love of God! Act normal! I need for people to hang out with me and make me laugh.
-My mom will eventually have to go through chemotherapy, which probably means I will often come to school acting like she feels
There is absolutely no way to close this on a note that isn't weird or awkward...so, um, the end.