Oh my head...

So I know I haven't blogged in a while, a lot has happened since I last blogged. In one week I went from feeling very happy, to the lowest I have ever felt in by entire life. I actually didn't really see the point in living. I thought no one loved me anymore. But (thankfully) God scooped me out of the chasm I had fallen into. And He did it just in time, too. So anyways, I'll write more about that later, cuz I'm dying to tell you about my bestest friend, Jesus! But right now I can't think straight, because I'm suffering from a mild concussion. One minute I was running away from Heather, who was trying to catch me with a noodle, and then the next minute, I was on the floor, with a sharp pain in the back of my head and a rugburned hand. I opened my eyes and saw bright yellow (Nick Worrell was wearing a bright yellow jacket) and Nick was pulling me up, saying he was sorry over and over. So I guess what happened was (from what eyewitnesses tell me) is that I was running past a big metal pillar at the same time Nick was, we collided, and I got thrown to the floor, smacking the pillar with the back of my head. Then I think Heather helped me to a chair, while people crowded around me. Everyone looked so concerned, that I became really scared. And when they all left, I cried. Heather got me ice, Pam gave me Advil, and then sweet Pam stayed with me the whole time. All I wanted was to go to sleep, but I knew I wasn't supposed to, or I could go into a coma or something. Then Mellissa asked me if I was tired, I said yes, then she went and got my mom! I was officially freaked out!!! My mom came, and she went and got Carrie, who is a EMT. Now I freaked out even more, and Jono was just going with his message, acting like there wasn't a group of people (adults!) surrounding me, who is lying on a couch, staring into space, and not hearing a word being said. So as of right now, I'm still in a daze, and people are having to repeat stuff to me, because I hardly ever head them the first time they say something. BTW, if Nick happens to read this, just know that I don't hold anything against you!!! It was an complete accident, I know you don't hate me that much... At least I think so. So I guess tall guys have this thing for giving me concussions, cuz Collin gave me one last summer, and now Nick gave me one. So I have this new-found fear of tall guys. Haha, jk. I so don't know what I'm even saying right now.