So, Friday the Thirteenth didn't start out too bad for me. The only problem was that after the extreme hotness it was pretty cold but at night it started getting bad.
I went to my friend Bethany's church ressurection I believe it is called. I was a little embarassed there because I had a squeaky bench, a horrible headache, I argued with my sister, I couldn't find any bathroom, and other gross embarassing stuff so I'm not going to torture you with it, much less torture myself with the memory.
When, I got home the headache was so bad that I refused to look up from under a pillow at any light. After some headache medicine I blocked the TV which was on so that it wouldn't get much, much worse. But the beginning of the day went well.
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