My stomach churns at the thought

There was a message on the phone saying that the yearbook for the 2008-2009 semesters (I don't know if it's a normal thing for a highschool to take that long to complete a yearbook) were in. At first I thought, "Well, maybe I'll go pick it up tomorrow after I go to the bank". Then I realized that the thought of going into that school, even if it's for five minutes, makes me feel like I'm going to vomit. When we drive by it, I close my eyes or turn away. So fuck it.