Ok, here's the deal. Matt and I were out on Martha Lake Saturday morning/early afternoon and we were fishing. My vision started going blurry and my head started hurting and then my stomach got upset too. So I decided that I wanted to get off the lake and go home, and I did. I went to my dad's house to drop the boat off after taking Matt home, but no one was there to help me, so i lied down in my bed because I felt like shit and was having the worst headache of my life. I wanted to go to my moms, but I didn't feel like driving so I called her but she wasn't home. Luckily, my brother was and he said he'd come pick me up, and he did. On the way home I had to tell him to pull over and the first time since seventh grade I ralphed, and it's funny because it was on the side of the road. Isn't that awesome?
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I'm sorry... that you ruined your streak.
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