I think this is giving the mistaken impression that I am dying

This has never happened before. I guess what with college app deadlines coming up, and everyone else, and I mean everyone in that everyone important in my life, thus, my life, are also concerned about this lump in the future, I have so much nervous energy that it's building up, running inside my head and upside down on my eyelids, and now I feel like talking, and talking a whole lot.

Now, I am not a talkative person. I am the listener, and very often I couldn't talk even if I wanted to, because sometimes my mind fails to synthesize thoughts into coherent sentences.

So, imagine, when suddenly all the disjointed thoughts demand to be spoken, crashing everywhere and spilling out like disembowled guts. Have you ever tried holding in your disembowled guts? Hopefully not. Well, that is how I feel.