I'm supposed to dry up my printer quota today. But ass that taylors is, When you cancel a print job it takes 6 hours to give you back your quota. Oh suck lah.
So I'm stuck.
I wanted to dry up my quota printing blank paper so i printed the exact amount of paper to dry it all up.
I cancelled it because I needed to print yet another map of KL Hilton.
Then disaster struck. Reality bit me in the ass.
So now I'm stuck with a really teeny weeny map that SORTA shows how to get to KL Hilton. Wah gg wei.
Btw com died again. Not my fault. Been dead for about 4 days. Com technician still hasn't come to pick it up.
Yes you have a repairman. I really do have a computer technician. =D
6AM "Aww come on man. Don't be such a chicken it's only been about 6 years or so since you've done that. Besides it's perfectly normal. Grow a pair and go on, go do it."
"Tak mau lah. Aiseh dahm pain. And I've been sleeping peacefully for so long already."
"Balls lah you've been sleeping. Groaning hardly counts as sleeping. Go do it only lah."
7:20AM "Shit wei cannot tahan. Shit. I think this is it."
Spent the next 2 mins face down ass up over the toilet bowl. After that another 10 face down ass down cause I couldn't stand clutching the sides of the golden throne anymore and had to sit down and resume puking. Even after all that internal struggle.
I haven't puked in about 7 years because the last time I did I puked the meds out that was supposed to help me keep it in. Best to get it out anyway so I just drained my stomach by riding the muscle spasms very painful ones at that especially with all the recent adjustments.
The next few hours we're spent on my parent's bed with mommy going off to work before I could ask for a ride to the hospital and daddy still in Thailand dealing with uncooperative thai buggers which try to pass themselves off as engineers.
Told Xin Huei not to come today as I was in a less than proper state than to welcome her and just laid around all day waking occasionally to go "UGGHHH!" and drift off back to comatose.
After awhile of trying loads of numbers for help getting to the hospital I got Bird to do it. Using my car. You can tell how desperate I was. Getting the most notoriously dangerous driver in our midst with one of my precious cars to fetch me to the hospital because I had problem walking to the piss pot without leaning about 3 dozen surfaces. Said toilet only 10 feet away to begin with.
I nearly gave up when we parked at the administrative end of Damansara Specialist Hospital. I coulda walked to Pizza Hut and had pizza therapy for the same distance it took me to get to the other end. Doc slapped me with some pills and told me if I could actually keep any food down at all...I should. And drink loads of water and rest a lot. That being said and all I only puked once the whole day. Stomach being as empty as wallet after all. Insurance rocks.
Had a Subway sandwich after the doc visit. Sandwich took me an hour to eat. Went home to beat the chills by curling up in a blanket and refusing all food. Whilst DotA teammate Bird burned a copy of his accidentally deleted DotA for himself.
So I'm alive again. And kickin. After 1 day of groaning and not being able to move.
A short update on the things I've been doing.
Surviving exams.(felt like a massacre) Prom night.(felt like the moment)(for PE1 the moment of wonder where I kept taking pics with loads of jaw dropping girls)(the awesome moment of going clubbing and staying up and out on the streets of KL till really late)(and ending up sleeping on a luggage rack which was bloody cold the next morn) Com repair which I just got it back 2 days ago.(Hence no blogging) Reading the final installment of Harry Potter.(wasn't bothered to read it earlier and since no com read only lah) And the awesome road trip with classmates last week.(Ipoh, Penang and Taiping)
