They called me Monday. I didn't answer, so they just left a message saying that if I didn't call back, before 5:00pm that day, I would have to call Wednesday...I didn't get the message until two hours after five...it really sucked having to wait those two days.

They should have just waited until Wednesday to tell me to call. I felt like pulling my hair out the entire time and, on top of that, I was pissed-off because they didn't call my cellphone. They called my house and my mom got the message after getting home from work.

I called them at 9:30 Wednesday morning. Technically, I was supposed to be in class, but I left early to work on my stuff later. I had to hear what they were going to say.

They didn't answer. I had to leave a message on a machine and I called like seven or eight times after that.

I didn't get any word back until 12:15...And what did they have to say to me? "Your test came back with adnormal cells."

Fuck. Life is unfair.

This coming Wednesday I get to get more test done. Only these are going to be a bit more painful. Yippee. I might have cancer.

I don't think I really have it though. The type of cancer the doctor said I might have doesn't run in either side of my family. Plus, these kind of test results happen sometimes and it is usually something else, like a virus. So, no worries.

It is really weird to be in my shoes right now. It feels as if someone on a soap opera should be wearing them right now. It is like I'm in the twilight zone though. It feels unreal. My mom was talking to me earlier today and she told me that at first she was upset and cried, but she told me, "If you do have cancer we'll fight through it."

I'm 20 years old and my mother is telling me all this. It is weird.

It is a really weird thing, the cancer. The cancer is just really weird.