So, the first sign that something was up was when I felt a strange rumble in the pit of my tummy after knocking down my mom's famous mushroom-chicken curry at dinner last night... :|
Went to bed at precisely 11pm with burning intention to be the first at the school next morning. At 3:20am, stumbled out of bed with a racking headache and the unholy need to puke :-&
Spent 20 mins with head in the toilet bowl. Wish I were dead. Urgh, that was my hair... :frown:

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Dragged self back to bed and slept peacefully. Woke up to the damning realization that I had once again slept through my alarm clock and was, like, an hour late for class meeting. Tried to crawl off bed, but was once again hit with hurling bout. The toilet is my only friend in this cruel world :-s
Half an hour later, divine messenger from Bồ Chính arrived with accusations and pretentious sympathy. Yes, I know I am irresponsible, crazy, and an all-around bitch but give me some credits: at least I didn't puke on you! Oh well, now I can die peacefully with the sad knowledge that the class definitely had more fun without my ugly mug there

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So, that was how the stomach flu killed my chance to hang out with the class. Hope you guys all had fun. And I heard you took PICTURES

( Why is life so cruel to me???