Migrains, Hairnets, and Nice Calves

I am proud to announce that I have been migraine free for almost an entire week! That trend, was broken sadly this morning though. I was on a roll. However, at about 2:00 a.m. I woke up with a killer pinching on the right side of my head. This lead to the inevitable vomiting, but since I had no undigested food in me, it was pure bile. And yes, it was severely vile, disgusting, and gross. At least I woke up instead of asphyxiating on my own vomit. That truly would be a tragedy. I'm not sure if the migraine was a result of this dream, or if the dream was a result of the migraine, but I dreamed that a sheep was standing on my head, and it was highly uncomfortable. It's stupid little peg legs were digging into the area behind my eye and around my right ear. Pretty much in the area of my temporal lobe and part of my frontal cortex.
I have decided to turn my pathetic life into something more worthwhile, so I am working on becoming a physique model. I'm not even close to it yet, but that's my motivation to improve my health, and get a killer body; killer as in I feel like killing people because exercise sucks so much. Of course I wouldn't ever do that, but that's almost exactly how I feel after every bloody session of cardio or whatever I do a day. My endorphines don't start working until I'm done. How lame is that? Then I take a look at my brother, and realize that it takes hard work and dedication. Neither of which I have, but by the time I'm a fitness model I hope to have gained some. Of course this is the same brother that eats cake half a pan at a time.
My parents went on a field trip today, with some of their friends, to a food processing plant. What did I get out of it? A measly hairnet my mom brought back for me to treasure and keep forever. My very own hairnet! :D How cool is that? ...
Happily, I'm out to a piano lesson quite soon, and am ecstatic to do so. There's something refreshing about hanging out with one of my closest friends for about an hour and collaborating to make me a better musician. Of course it's accompanied by the usual "PLAY!" from my mother, who has rarely missed a lesson of mine in almost eight years. She's way more devoted to piano than most piano moms I know. I mean, who actually sits in on their kid's lesson for an hour every Thursday for pretty much a decade? Seriously. She's amazing that way.
Also happily, I've finished most of my homework for today. That's a rare event. For me to be done before 10 p.m. that is. I'm a good student. I always do my homework. Just not always in a timely fashion. :D This means that I can chill with a great book and lightly flavored water until I am forced to shower and go to bed. As always, it's been a blast. Cheers! :D