I feel so yucky.. Mom brought McDonalds home last night since she was out till like 8:30, and right after I finished eating it I knew something wasn't right. And I had a hella bad stomach ache, but it wasn't the kind that consistently hurts, but I knew it wasn't right. And I felt like yacking soo bad. I kept my trash can by the bed just in case. It's been like that all day too. No bueno. Went to therapy, almost threw up there so Mom said just stay home after my appointment. I am hella tired but I need to clean my room and pack still. Fuck. I wanna nap but I know I won't wake back up, lmfao. I have to throw the trash in my room out and pick up all my clothes. It's so fucken messy in here!! I hate it. I need to redo my nails too because, as always, my right hand completely came off. I think I'm gonna go get water and lay down.. I still feel super queasy. =(