Last night was the last basketball of the season and the last time for me playing at this school. Well, I scored two baskets which isn't that rare, but in the middle of the second quarter, my sprained ankle started hurting a little bit. I sat down until half-time. When we came out of the locker room, I felt a little nausious (did I butcher that spelling?). Anyway, I told my coach I was feeling a little sick, so he let me sit a little longer. Then, in the middle of the fourth quarter, I freaking threw up! At least it wasn't on the floor. I made it to the locker room. My friend Katelyn's mother was really nice and patted my back and scratched my head. I was dry-heaving the whole way home and I missed school today.
So the unexpected things were I threw up for no reason at all, I slept from 5:30 last night to 11:00 this morning, and Katelyn's mother was so nice to me because I thought she didn't like me!