I was sick all day yesterday when my entire family minus my Brother Sylous came over to celebrate my 23rd birthday. I had been throwing up and curled up in a ball since three o'clock in the morning. With a lot of pepto bismal and some coke, I was able to get up and get dressed and hang out with everyone! I couldn't eat any of my cake and I struggled eating the chimichangas my Mom made, it was sooooo sad! Atleast I was able to get out of bed, that's all that matters!