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old is me

okay. this is an affirmation.

I AM GETTING OLD. OLD. yes, u heard me right.

went drinking last nite on an empty stomach.
damn. 1st time i puked on alcohol in my life.
damn disgusting. got so drunk even before the nite started.
flopped into my bed at 00 30 hrs when everyone else was having fun. wtf.

now i learnt 2 things.

1. i must not drink on an empty stomach.
2. i am getting old so i should mellow down.

woke up at 4.30am to realize that i didn't bathe or even remove my make-up.
but i was feeling a whole lot better after puking everything out earlier on.
went of to clease my face. i am bloody afraid of acne! thank God for Lancome cleanser!
rolled back to sleep. albeit fucking hungry.
i had only 3 small pork dumplings for dinner. best...

right now was i type this blog 12hrs later...
and had 2 small meals. my stomach still hurts badly.
it hurts when i don't eat. it hurts when i eat.
it seems like... my stomach is torn into shreds... it really hurts.
thank God i'm not suffering from hang-overs.

from such symptoms, i can deduce that it's gastric.
back with a vengence. all from last nite's skipping dinner and heavy drinking.
hard alcohol on an empty stomach means gastric attack.
but i really don't want to see a doctor.
coz it'll be the 3rd time i'm seeing a doctor in 2 days...
gastric medicine taste really bad. it smells bad, and taste bad. i hate it!
the dilemma now dwells between suffering gastric pains or taking yucky medicine.
i'm tempted to choose none.
then again, i need to see a doctor for thrush... the itch is killing me...

thankfully Josh was with me last nite.
darling, thanks for everything. i won't make it home without you.
sorry for spoiling your nite. i love you.

posted by Veen @ 16:41