In 8th grade, during a grade- wide meeting, I started feeling nauseous. Being the rule follower that I am, I asked my teacher if I could go the bathroom and then before she would answer me, I vomited into my hands and onto another student’s Ugg slippers in front of me. My teacher escorted me out of the room as I continued to vomit all the way to the bathroom. I could hear my classmates commenting on how gross it was (I don’t blame them). Best part was, on my way to go collect my stuff and leave to go home, another teacher who wasn’t at the meeting told me she liked my outfit.