Tuesday, March 29, 2005 | 9:59 PM
ahh. am here in the office, now i've somewhat recovered from 'that' incident. let's go into more gory details, shall we? my family had a
bbq cos it was
Gram's b'dae last fri, good fri. everything went well & i attended
TGIGF on sat. btw, was glad tt gene and co managed to come, considerin they missed the Planet Shakers due to lack of tix. Neways, at roughly 3 am sat nite, a
super freaky thing happened-i woke up & started breakin out in cold sweat. and my stomach was lyk doin jumpin jacks or sumthing; churnin and weird. then i realized carrie was in the toilet, simply starin in the toiletbowl- she said she wanted to puke. and i went: 'oh, wad hap...' and I puked into the basin. then as if on cue, she puked too. i counted, tt nite, i vomitted 8 times over, of which 2 went down the basin, 2 close shaves into the toiletbowl, 1 not-so-close shave on e floor(oops) then 3 times of pure stomach juices into plastic bags.
Grossity. but thank God, we're much betta. the stingy doc gav us only 1 days' worth of m.c. Not surprisingly, carlyn pon-ned and when i returned home, she was playin PS. -_-;; how sickly.
but well, shall not brood over sad stuff. here's sum funky photos frm e bbq (posted above). also, i've been sorted into
s34. the ppl here ain't really those joker bunch, and the girls seem guai enuf. but hey, there are nevertheless interestin personalities. hope i get to noe em betta. =) the only cloud's black mama's our c.t. again. urgh.
