Paranoia

So, uhm I am pretty sure that someone is trying to slowly poison me to death. Unless of course you have another viable explanation for why my hair has suddenly shown up with white ends and brown roots!
And don't guess dying, because I have not dyed my hair in over 8 months, and even then, it was only highlights.
So you all realize that you can run tox screens off hair right? Did you know that is how they found out about Napoleon Bonaparte's poisoning while he was in exile? Yeah, creepy! So, my best advice would be to shave the head of anyone that you secretly poison, before disposing of the body...
Oh, but the real stickler here... why does a 22 year old get white hairs at all? I mean seriously, I can't have that much stress in my life right? Well, if that is what you think, then please stay in your world of rainbows and butterflies as long as possible. For me, though, I think I'll stick with the real world out here. Yeah, its messy, but its a whole lot of fun.
They have this stress test thingy at work... yeah, I know my work is kinda science fiction... but you have to use your hand to clock in, and it reads your "stress" levels via body heat. Kinda cool, would've been cooler if I had known what the number was, instead of just finding out last week when I have been there for over a year and a half...
Silly person that I am... I wonder though... if I know that I am stressed, does it change my behavior? Does it give me license of increased irritability? Do I feel free to be a jerk, and then just be like, "oh, I'm stressed", as an excuse? Or, does the fact that I know I am under increased duress actually give me a more sacred calling. One to be extra careful, extra sensitive, extra caring. Hmmm... I don't know, but it sounds slightly more in line with what I know of my God.

Oh, incidentally, the white hair thing started when I was 17... and its genetic. Guess I'm not being poisoned after all...