It’s been a long day.At 4+ am this morning, I woke up feeling nauseous. Fearing that I would puke on my bed, I rushed to the bathroom.

Manatau there were 2 black girls there still chatting away and gossiping about dunno who’s boyfriend.

Somehow I couldn’t puke when other people were around so I just knelt at the toilet bowl and waited for them to leave.

After about a few years, one of the girls finally left and the other one started brushing her teeth. To my dismay I realised she was the one who had gum problems and had to brush her teeth for 20 minutes a time.

After 20 minutes she finally left and I was free to vomit.

I went back to sleep and woke up again an hour later wanting to throw up again. This time I tak sempat run to the bathroom so I had to throw up into my dustbin. T________T

It went on like this for another 2 more times before I finally gave up and called the Health Center. A van came and picked me up, but not without some hassle first of me getting locked out of my own building then kena nagged at by the driver who said he couldn’t find me and had to go upstairs to my room to look for me. *does equals sign face*

Got admitted into the Health Center ward, puked there one more time and received a jab on the ass (cos I would rather take injections than swallow pills) and some apple juice. Good thing they gave me a nice bed also cos I was so exhausted from running back and forth between my room and the bathroom and vomiting that I fell asleep for damn long.

They said it’s either a virus or something I ate, which I suspect was my beloved Yan Yan. There you know the biscuit sticks that you dip into chocolate and eat wan? Red packaged cup with a compartment for the chocolate wan. Fucking Yan Yan.

Now I’m back home with greasy ponytailed hair (so I don’t get vomit on it), a sore ass and my weight 1 kg lighter.