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"I don't need the sunshine
Don't need the good times,
Don't need anything anyone's giving,
And I don't mind your lies so keep on talking." - Don't Need the Sunshine, Catatonia


donya quixote

  • Proud to be Pinay.
  • Born once upon a time in the late January 1988.
  • Hails from the highlands; Baguio City.
  • She dorms.
  • Getting hazed trained for life at the School of Economics at the University of the Philippines, Diliman.
  • Member of the UP Campus Crusade for Christ and UP Economics Society.
  • Just a little bit crazy.
  • Doesn't want to kiss frogs; faithful to her Dulcine[o]. [NBSB PRIDE!]
  • Extremely socially inept - uncomfortable with the idea of meeting new people. Would rather curl up with a nice book than go out clubbing.
  • Loyal to the friends she already has. Cause they're great. [Most of the time. Hehe.] ;)
  • Usually highly opinionated when it comes to music/film/other media, but her lack of social awareness is disgusting.
  • A fool for Jesus Christ.
  • Here's her multiply, friendster, and email. [Has myspace, but it's as good as dead. Still contemplating on whether or not she should resurrect it.]


reader log

the past

Symphony in the Key of C-minor
Tikim ng Kalayaan
The Aftertaste v1.0

June 2006
July 2006
August 2006
September 2006
October 2006
November 2006
December 2006
January 2007
February 2007
March 2007
April 2007
May 2007
June 2007

Credits

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Monday, September 18, 2006
[1:10 PM] | Permalink / /

I call this post: Retching [BGmusic: Come Around by Marc Broussard]

I wasn't supposed to post today because I'm really sick. But you can't keep me away from my blog. And besides, my laptop's right next to my bed, so whenever I need to lie down all I need to do is take a few steps to the right. And if I feel like vomiting, the bathroom's right next door. [Ah, I love the location of my room.]

The first thing I saw when I woke up was this girl, still fresh from the shower and wrapped in a yellow and white stripey towel. She was poking my knee, telling me to wake up. I thought I was dreaming - heck, there was an indecently dressed [?] stranger in my room, and her hair was still dripping. That's not normal, right?

But it turns out that she was real.

It took me a couple of seconds to process what she was saying [if I could get 50 pesos for every time I said, "Ha?", I'd be... richer]. Turns out that Ann wasn't feeling well, and girl-in-towel was her roommate, and girl-in-towel needed to go to class so girl-in-towel couldn't keep an eye on her. So I went to Ann's room upstairs. I was still in my pajamas, and when I got there Ann had her head over a pail. She asked me to bring me to the infirmary so I quickly changed, and groggily led her outside. We must have looked like a couple of zombies - she was leaning on me because she was really dizzy, and I was just bangag because I just woke up. Anyway, I got her a cab even though the infirmary's only two buildings away. [We only paid P30. Walang nadagdag sa metro.]

When we got to the emergency room they asked her the normal questions. Turns out that she hadn't eaten anything, and before you could say Peripheral labyrinthine, I was buying her some Magic Flakes from the Coop. After I gave her the crackers, I went back to the dorm because I needed to go to class.

That's when my stomach started rebelling.

It fudging HURT. It didn't feel like hyperacidity, it was more like super-mega-ultraelectromagnetic-acidity. I thought it was hyperacidity at first, but I ate dinner last night and it was only 7:30 in the morning. It wasn't like I was starving myself or anything. So I took a shower [in extreme pain - it's VERY hard], but after changing into my clothes, I couldn't take it anymore. I found myself on my bed, rendered completely useless from the pain.

Oh, it doesn't hurt anymore. Just to let you know.

But I vomited for the first time in ages. Not a lot. It was just like baby barf... like... a bubble of yellow goo. [Ooh, was that a little too graphic for you?] I didn't have load, so I IMed my mom to call me. My parents checked up on me SEVERAL times, sending my sister over, even this woman I barely even knew [it seems like my mom had been calling every single person she knew in the vicinity] to check up on me. They were worried that I might have had appendicitis:
Me: "Huh? So what if I have appendicitis?"
My sister: "You could die."
Me: "...Oh."
No, I don't have appendicitis. I didn't have shooting pains in my right side [I had shooting pains all over my abdomen, not just the right side], and I can still feel my feet.

Anyway.

I don't have a point.

I just wanted to tell you all how my day started.

[Sugary sweet voice:] How was your morning?