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It's hard for me to grasp that summer is almost over - when the hell did that happen? My birthday in 5 days? Victoria in 2? School in 6? What a blur this summer has been. After all that work and only occasional (if action-packed) play, this week two fantastic, funny, sweet, handsome guys who are interested in me came out of the woodwork. My response to being courted? Chest pains. Since Tuesday, I have had intense chest pains that won't subside. I am being told to enjoy it and have fun. I am trying to breathe deep and do so. Big entries coming up that I don't want to write now but know I will want later. My nineteenth birthday. A goodbye to my dear dog Dibbuns who left us last week. A synopsis of what DID happen over the last four months. I am tired.
The smart response to anxiety-induced chest pain is not to replace breakfast and lunch with three cups of coffee. And so to avoid cardiac arrest, I sleep.
The smart response to anxiety-induced chest pain is not to replace breakfast and lunch with three cups of coffee. And so to avoid cardiac arrest, I sleep.