Puke.

So yesterday, I was downtown with my friend Nicole, and we were having a swell time! We were walking and talking and decided to go to Cuppa Yo, which is a frozen yogurt shop that is freakin' delicious, and so we walked the long, sweltering hot walk there. Now I know that I was probably getting pretty dehydrated in the hot sun, and wasn't thinking about it then. So then, I had already eaten a HUGE lunch that day. A avacado/chicken sandwich, a bowl of instant oatmeal, and a bagel and a piece of chocolate so I was already freakin' bloated. So then we get to Cuppa Yo, and I can't resist so I get this HUGE thing of FroYo and cover it in toppings of snickers, and heath bar, and strawberries, and rasberries, and chocolate syrup. And I eat ALL of it. And it was BIG. So then we walk all the way BACK to downtown, and I am so full, like its painfully full, and I just kinda wanna throw up so I would feel better, but also not cause barfing is like the thing I am scared of most in the whole world. So we walk through downtown, and get a big thing of water, which I chugged far too fast, and made it all worse. Then I start getting that feeling where you know that you are going to probably throw up, and you feel the sweatyness on your face and you get overly hot, and dizzy, and light headed, and super nauseous, (spelling?!) and knew, I was going to barf. So I'm in the middle of downtown, and I get up real fast and go lean over a tree cause I feel it, and I do a few dry heaves, but nothing come up, and this guy walks past and says "gee, I didn't think I was THAT ugly!" and I didn't hear him but Nicole did. I sure hope he said it jokingly! So I am like FREAKING OUT cause like I said, I HATE barfing with a fiery passion.

So then I finally get my strength back enough to try and stumble to the garbage can on the end of the block. Im like 7 feet away from it and a few big dry heaves come and I cover my mouth with my hand cause I think its about to come up, and some people walking by were like, "uh oh! you can make it!" and like trying to be all supportive. Then I am leaning over the trash can, but nothings coming up, and I am starting to feel a little better, and a girl from my school walks by and says, "Its alright! Everything is gonna be alright!" kinda jokingly like shes trying to make me feel better, and I yell back, "I'll be alright! I just ate way too much!" but the yelling does me no good so I let my head drop back to the garbage. But nothings coming out. Just burps. Lots of them. Finally I feel like I'm not gonna puke, and I sit down against against a tree and try to get my mind to stop spinning, and all the while my friend is just kinda standing there like, "uhh this is so embarrasing.. what am I supposed to do! ahh...!" and I felt so bad! Good grief it was SO embarrasing!! Uhg! Ha ha but it makes a fantastic memory! HAHAHAAHAHA! Stupid food.