The Day I Almost Died, and Another Level Obsession

I almost died this past Monday. Like, seriously. Dead. There was an ambulance and everything. No jokes. I promise.
I was an idiot. And I know it.
It's Monday waaaaay after school, and my friend and I are stranded at the school after a D&D game. My mom and friends with cars can't pick us up, my dad has only enough room for one in his car, and there is NO WAY I'm going to even consider letting my friend, who has saved my life many uncountable times in D&D, walk the (what I thought was about half a mile, but turned out to be more like three) desert alone. We live in VEGAS. We broke records on Monday. It was 109* IN THE SHADE. We both had water. We were together. We'd be fine.
Or so I thought.
I was wrong.
So we start walking, and because of the heat and everything, I figured we'd stop and take breaks. Once again, I was wrong. My friend kept pushing on. HE was in GREAT physical condition. I'm not. We hit ravines. Not like little hills, but RAVINES. CANYONS. Small canyons, but a couple went at least 15 feet deep.
We keep going. Pressing onward.
(May I make another "I'm an IDIOT" comment?)
So, about 250 yards away from civilization, I collapse. Faint. Black out. Lose consciousness. Take your pic. My friend (we'll call him B, because that's sooooo much shorter to write), starts freaking out, if I remember right. I wake, and dial 911 for him. I don't remember much afterwards...
Then, there was this reeeealy cute EMT. He had the emo hair, and a round-ish face. Really cute, black hair with an under-layer of blond, and blue eyes (I don't know why I can remember these things B had my phone, so I never got a pic...).
My parents show up, and take me and B home.
This is after they lay me down in ice packs and poured water over everything but my mouth, which I thought was the driest and hottest place on Earth. And possibly Mars. But they poured so much water on me, had I been wearing white, I would have won a wet T-shirt contest.
I got home, and for the rest of the next week, I've been having hot-and-cold flashes. I'll go from living in a freezer in the North Pole, to living in Saudi Arabia in a bakeshop.


Okay. Now to answer the annoying question in the back of your mind about the second half of my title. I am playing another game. And I'm pretty far, too. And, you guessed it. I can't beat this level I'm on. I have been playing this level ALL F&#*ING DAY. Okay, fine. Since about 2:30. I beat all the levels before it.
To answer the new annoying question. I'm playing Diner Dash. The full version. Because I own it. And if you have played it, then you know how the levels work. I'm on 3-4. And it's f&#* impossible, I tell you! IMPOSSIBLE!!

I would like to congratulate my lil sis, Rylea. She won the Wild Cat Award, THE most prestigious award handed out by her school. All of her teachers voted her "best student in the school." I'm not shocked. A 4.3 GPA, Vice Prez of the student body, and most popular, well, at least, known.
EVERYONE in that school knows her name! And? She has an all-access pass! She can get ONTO THE SCHOOL ROOF IF SHE WANTED. That's freaking crazy!! And even the Principal admits Rylea has just as much power as she does! My sister is almost as powerful as Hitler! Stalin! Cesar! (Actually, that last one fits the best. I'm scared that High School's going to kill her.)

Well, that's the end of this post. Hope for the comments!