how you ask?
well funni you should ask that.
well, this story begins on two days before this dreadful day.
AUNTIE FLO came to town [[eww, gross, yes i know. shaddup and lissen]]
and i mean the storms she brought with her, them bastards are cycloning in my tummy.
poor, poor tummy...
take something for that girl! said Nay
so i did.
and with my EXTREME high tolerance for medicine
i took 6 Aleve®
4 hours later, the pain stops
1 hour later
the pain returns
6 more Aleve®
5 MORE hours later
the pain hits me two-fold
so here i am, in flannel pj's and socks
laid across my bed
feet up
on my side
heating pad on my tummy
pillows everywhere [[i mean i already sleep with 5 pillows, but i jacked three more from G-Ma]]
just lying there
watching Reba, unable to laugh cos it hurt too damn much to move
and i LOVE Reba
thats MY shit!
i didnt move
i couldnt
today comes
and i have to go to an interview
and to meet my sister
i have to wake up 4 hours early to get ready
cos i moved so damn slow
i go out
fake through the pain
cos i hadnt seen my Tysie in a while
and i dont like her to see me down
i get on the train back home
im happy cos i saw lil Sis
so the pain is still subsided
vonn picks me up
we go and chill
cool beans
im good
while hes on the phone [[rappin]]
im on the bed
hello pain, go away now
vonn leaves
im good a lil bit
im happy cos i hadnt seen my Mister Branch in a while either
i get on facebook
reply back to Glen
soon as i hit send
i feel this sharp pain
Nay calls
we rap
im still hurting
did you take something yet?
maybe i need some Tylenol® 4
damn Drie!
im done for
i go get the pills
i usually take 1
i popped 2
no results
and here's where the story takes a dramatic turn:
i decide to take a home remedy
GINGER ALE
and anyone whose close to me KNOWS i no longer drink soda
in fact
the last time a soda was placed in front of me
i spit in it
so that i wouldnt be tempted to drink that bitch
im on the phone with Tysie
lunchin
cos am i really gonna do this?
at EXACTLY 12:00am on 1.28.08
i took a sip of that bastard soda
thereby ruining 154 days of non soda drinkin
and im upset
i feel like
not drinking soda
was the ONE consistent thing i had going on in my life
it was the ONE thing i could control
and now i cant even do that
i feel like a failure
it was my SURE thing
and i havent taken a second sip outta that bitch yet
and i will not!
and ill prolly make a shrine of this soda can
representing my failure
and God bless Vonn and Ty
i ranted and raved to them both
Tysie before and immediately after partaking of the poison
Vonn after that, for 9mins 58secs he listened to me in damn near tears
over some soda
my first thought was
i need some ipecac [[that stuff that makes you throw up alot ALOTwhen you drink poison]]
since i have non onhand
my next thought was
well maybe i can drink a ton of water
and throw up that one lil sip
but thats crazy
right?
i swear to god
i can feel that one sip
sliding down my throat [[no homo]] ever so slowly
coursing through my veins
stuck in the pit of my stomach
Vonn called me back
even after my crazy exploded
thats dedication right there
he told me that its ok
cos i was sick
but now i feel even sicker for drinking that poison
i told him that what if my body was so immune to soda now that i my body shut down from that sip?
what if i died in my sleep or summin?
Drie, you arent gonna die from one lil sip of soda
you say that now, but you'll miss me in the morning
so, i got off the phone with him
i couldnt let him hear me cry
and cried the whole time i typed this
still crying now
but guess what? them Tylenols® and some EURF is kicking in
the hurricanes are gone for now
gone for
now
maybe i can sleep...
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