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.daC.
01 Nov
coke light
dead cockroaches
slow rock

Sunday, May 14, 2006
drained

hate it!

suffered food poisoning yesterday evening. went through a series of anal leaks and vomitted tanks of body fluid. felt super dehydrated after that.

thought after i release the evil demon, i wouldnt have to make my way down to the 24hr clinic. by 11pm last night, having to suffer the continuous tummy aches and vomitting urges, i didnt have a choice. dzul insisted that he send me to the doctors at Bedok.

once there, i felt even worse. the lady behind the counter gave me the numbers. it reads 138. i looked up to see the numbers above me.

126.

$!^%$@!!

sianz!! no choice right!!? so i had to wait. i got super cranky halfway. but still... i continue to wait. dzul's jokes werent funny then. my head was spinning. its as if i'm staying afloat on top a styrofoam in the middle of the sea and a ship had just passed. i felt purple.

time: 0110hrs. finally its MY turn! its about time!!

after telling the doctor about the demon in me, he awarded me with a jab to the ass. gettin poked unnecessarily past one in the morning is soo demoralising. tsk.

got my medicine shortly afterwards. as we left the clinic, i started to feel giddy. thats when i showered a nearby grass patch with my nutrients. grossness. again, pardon my table manners ok dzul? felt better after that.. with my hair all messed up and eye bags that weigh 20 pounds each, i swear that apek thought i was drunk.

reached home slightly before 2am. thank god. i got changed and tucked in after consuming the pills.

feeling much better now. giddiness is still there but the anal leaks and vomitting urges are slowly fading away. i feel so drained now.. sucks! what a way to spend my weekend.

good news is, i'm on leave for tomorrow and tuesday :)

note to my hardworking friends who will be slogging the hours at work for the next couple of days: "Feel free to buzz me anytime ok?"