Iridessa
Oh my achy head. Someone needs to tell the little Gnome thats in my head to stop pounding with his little hammers. It feels like someone's taking a set of gongs to my head. Or like that little monkey with cymbals is hitting me in the head with them.
I lay in bed for a few minutes so that I could wake up before I tried to move. Right now, I couldn't even open my eyes because it was so f*****g bright in my room. After waiting for about fifteen minutes, I finally rolled to the side of the bed and sat up. Once I'm sitting up, my stomach protests, and everything that I had yesterday makes its way up.
I had to run to the bathroom to make it in time before I puked all over my floor. Thankfully, I made it to the commode in time. I was leaning over the commode, yacking my guts up whe
