And so it is....

And soo...IT is..

Yesterday I was itchy and went had some Singapore rojak. At about 2ish. At about 6ish; I was waiting for mom to come get me and I, being the little piggy that I ma, had a little bit more of that SIngapore rojak, which at that time seemed so tempting and delicious.

The crispy prawn fritter.
The fried white tofu.
The chewy big succelent squid.
And the spicy oily peanut sauce; much like satay sauce.

I felt 'syok' beyon belief!
But by dinner time, I got greedy. I had some chicken wings and a lil bit of Jawa Mee. Little did I know, I would feel soo bloodycrappy!
At 8is, we got back and I was sitting on the sofa, my feet firmly stuck into the Ogawa (or is it the iPamper, whatever). I had it go for a few rounds until I had to switch it off because I started to feel like a pregnant woman with morning sickness. And not being a usual consumer, I felt bloody sleepy, mind you I don't usually eat this much!
My body tilted to the side and my head slided to my shoulder, which later caused a massive neck ache.
But WHO CARE bout the bloody neck ache when all I could think of is, "I feel like vomiting, not because I want to go vomit but because I feel neauseated!"

Not normal. Very adnormal!

I dragged my fat ass off to bed and plopped myself AND my white bag down onto my bed. I don't usually fall asleep without a shower cause I believe in hygene and cleaniness. But this night, I couldn't fight the gravity pulling me towards the bed. I feel right down into the fresh sheets, my face and belly facing the bed. Lying the wrong direction, in desperate attempt to make sure I wake and take a shower "soon". At 10 p.m.; a vibrating object on my left woke me in a jolt. It was Josh. The Chay! He absolutely made my day; as crappy as I felt, he asked me for a favour. What a sweet little boy like him could ask for? He wanted cupcakes for his friend's coming back, on Thursday. After that pleasent surprise, I pulled my fucking fat ass off the bed and took the fastest shower in history. I soaped myself twice, somehow I thought I could wash off the oily grimy feeling. WRONG! oh poopers!

I dried myself and fell right into bed, this time the right way round, but totally in the nude =) finally, a bit of comfort!My period came and left in a matter of a couple of days, so no worries of staining nor bleeding or leakage or whatever the heck that comes with the blood! I ruffled my bed spread and curled up to the exact spot and fell asleep, I dare not say "fell fast asleep" as my sleep was well disturbed last night.

All the time I had my stomach churning. And churning. And churning!!! And in the midts of all that churning, I tried to distrach myself by replying Jeremy's texts. Poor baby was still at work!!!!! O_O

He left office at nearly 3 a.m. and did he usual; he rung me! My sweet little boy. But half way through; a huge lup of air escaped my belly and out it came from my mouth. A sour metal taste reached the back of my jaws, and thats when I knew. It was coming. I scurried to the toilet and stood above my toilet bowl, only to my dismay to find nothing. I went back to bed and apologized to Jeremy for such a sudden cut off on the phone. He rung back and I had an agonizing time on the phone! I swear I tried my best! Sorry baby!

By 3 aomething, obviously Jeremy had to sleep, so I rested my head and let my eye lids close tightly shut. Minutes later, that AWFUL shour metal taste came back and I ran to the toilet, panic!!!

OUT CAME A WONDERFUL WOOOOSHHHH OF VOMIT!
Smelly to the word; VOMIT!
My eitire consumption from morning till night came out of me I swear. I nearly choked!
I've not vomited like a normal human for the past 5 years.....always purging myself.
So this time was a horrible experience!!!!

Oh God! Oh God! Oh God!

I need to stop taking laxatives!
Because; last night I found out, not only does it make me ahit like fuck and escevates me of everything including liquids, it also makes me vomit!


DAMMIT!!!


I'm screwed.
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