Rotten

I was so looking forward for the prod party but this traitorous body betrays me. Friday night, I was starting to feel a bit weird, feeling heavy and couldn’t swallow food. The next thing I know, I was burning, gagging, and poo-poo-ing like hell. I was like a dripping faucet. So I had the morning of Saturday resting, hoping to get better in time. Around 4pm, I thought my fever subsided. Took a bath and met the guys in McDo by 6. I felt I had to because I felt I had a big role in pushing the party to that date. I thought I’ll be ok. But no. arriving at Pearl’s place, I went directly to our suite and hid under the covers. Slept the night away without eating. Just had some water, C2 and a shot of vodka. It was crazy.

Unfair!!!

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Haha! Whining of an embittered soul…