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Demetri Martin was just amazing. His new stuff was perfect, as was the old stuff he revisited in the last 10 minutes. He was great, it was just the best thing ever pretty much.
Then he did a meet and greet...obviously because life sucks, i didn't get to stay.
oh well.
oh but then, when we get to middletown, we have to pull the car over cos Joe is really sick. He falls out of the car and pukes his freakin guts out like I never thought possible. I sat in the car not knowing what to do, feeling the pain I could only imagine he was feeling. I have never heard/hear of anyone throwing up that viciously. I hear him basically whipering, so I get out and rub his back and tell him it's ok. I can tell it hurts more than anything he's ever felt...puking is retarded like that...And then I notice he's crying really hard and shaking pretty badly. I nearly had a panic attack, my heart was going so fast. He thinks he puked blood. I told him he didn't. I had to call my parents to pick me up, so we just sat in Jenny's house with Joe's head on my chest, and me rubbing his back. It was the saddest thing I've ever seen. I didn't want to leave him, I wanted to stay with him all night. I feel so terrible that I want to puke, just thinking that he is feeling as bad as he is and I'm not there to hold him and tell him that he'll be okay.
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I don't want to wake up and go to school tomorrow and then go to oddfellows. theres no point. it's so stupid.
Then he did a meet and greet...obviously because life sucks, i didn't get to stay.
oh well.
oh but then, when we get to middletown, we have to pull the car over cos Joe is really sick. He falls out of the car and pukes his freakin guts out like I never thought possible. I sat in the car not knowing what to do, feeling the pain I could only imagine he was feeling. I have never heard/hear of anyone throwing up that viciously. I hear him basically whipering, so I get out and rub his back and tell him it's ok. I can tell it hurts more than anything he's ever felt...puking is retarded like that...And then I notice he's crying really hard and shaking pretty badly. I nearly had a panic attack, my heart was going so fast. He thinks he puked blood. I told him he didn't. I had to call my parents to pick me up, so we just sat in Jenny's house with Joe's head on my chest, and me rubbing his back. It was the saddest thing I've ever seen. I didn't want to leave him, I wanted to stay with him all night. I feel so terrible that I want to puke, just thinking that he is feeling as bad as he is and I'm not there to hold him and tell him that he'll be okay.
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I don't want to wake up and go to school tomorrow and then go to oddfellows. theres no point. it's so stupid.