My mom is a religious person and she brings me to church every Sunday. I woke up that morning feeling sick as -blam!- and I asked if I could stay home. My mom being the overly religious person, gets all angry at me for lying and wanting to get out of church and God or some shit like that. I go to church and I'm just feeling like I could die and my mom, who also to faced and wants to look good in front of everyone is just saying, oh it's going to be ok, offer it up to God or some bat shite crazy stuff like that. And this church is probably filled with about 500 people. I get up while everyone else is sitting down and started sprinting for the washroom and was throwing up on all these strangers shoes. 500 people watching me puking and running like a tard.