One Sunday morning I was preparing for church for I was to fill in for some one on nursery duty. As I journeyed through the house I began to feel increasingly worse so I sat upon a bench in our dining room eventually. Then I woke up on the grown crying.

My calves hurt terribly but overall the act of fainting made me feel better. 

So I didn't go to church, I watched the breakfast club and some other weird movie and then I summoned energy to study for exams.

I still don't know why I fainted but it hasn't happened since and I watched the breakfast club so oh well. Meaningless story of the day le fin.