Jack and Jill

    Here's a story for you.  I was sitting on the bus with the track team and we were passing around leg rollers (something about lactic acid I think, I don't use them so I have no idea) and they were headed back towards the front of the bus.  I turned around to see something I think, although I don't even remember what exactly I was doing now that I try to recall, and my friend went to pass it up and it hit me right on my eyebrow and that stupid bone underneath it.  I had a heacache for the rest of the day and the following day.  Later the next night (the night after the day of the accident) I was letting my dog out and I had my head down because the light from outside was making my headache even worse.  What did I end up doing?  I opened the door really fast and hit myself right in the exact same frickin spot that I was hit the day before.  How?  I'm stupid.  There is no reasonable reason for that to have happened.  I feel like I'm in a fog or something.  It's really hard to explain.  Now I keep falling asleep doing random things and every once in a while it feels like the ground is moving.  Am I on drugs?  No, absolutely not.  Pain?  To the extreme.  I have had a migrane for the past two days.  But enough about misery, it was hilarious.  I just smacked myself on the face!  I'm awesome.  Don't even kid yourself.  Oh, and I had no idea what to title this post.  Have fun with that.