slosh down the pepper!

The sequel: Retching Ravenclaw

Evil Voldemort stayed on longer than I expected. Today was worse. Apart from fever, the stomach felt wretched. I have never felt so terrible before. The entire day was spent lying around, pacing up and down, sitting here and there... I couldn't even have the energy to switch on my laptop till late afternoon when I thought I felt slightly better.

7pm. I supposed I should have dinner. Pretty amazed that I was still able to drag myself to the market. I stood for 15mins at the stall, after ordering a bowl of takeaway century egg & porkball porridge. To my dismay, the uncle thought I ordered claypot chicken! What a joke, he insisted that I was pointing to the claypot chicken on the signboard that was above him! I am quite certain that he didn't even peer at what I was pointing. And I did say "porridge"! I was too tired to argue with him, and I reckon that I need food, and paid $4.00 for that packet. It was then he softened his voice and remarked that I will definitely come back for more of his claypot chicken rice. "This is better than porridge lah.. porridge too watery..."

He was wrong. Not only did I not finish that packet of saltish rice (too much dark soya sauce added), but I vomited perhaps one-third to a quarter of what I ate. I wonder if the outcome (not output) will be different if I ate porridge.

After a bath, I actually felt better. Hopefully tomorrow will be a better day.
:-(

Feeling: Retched. Wretched.

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I wonder if GT thought I was making an excuse to skip the class outing. I hope not.

posted by slingwoof @ 12/16/2005 11:17:00 PM