9:40 Tuesday Morning   And On the Bright Side, I'm Alive woke up at 7:15. I didn't feel good. I sat there for a long time, listening to my alarm blare. It got too much. I stood up and almost buckled under the pain of my back. I turned off the alarm and slid right back into bed. my stomach hurts, i thought to myself, but i won't get up. I have to pee, i thought to myself, but I can't move. an hour and a half later...I knew that I was going to throw up, so I quickly pulled my hair into a ponytail, put on a robe, and sat myself by the toilet and heaved. It was brown. It was acrid. I need to go work on my chemistry homework.