Overdose

Panadols are NO NO to me. They are vomit-pills to me. When I was a kid, and that was the last alternative for the closed clinics. I hate that bitter aftertaste lingering on my tongue. They made me puked. Yukkkss!! Since then, I never laid my finger on one no matter how sick I was.

The doctors all wound up for the day, by the time I finished work. Caught "The Bachelor 3" on TV, had dinner and a shower, it didn't make my fucked up nose better. Before I rolled into bed, I had those worst pills, the only difference was this time I had the Xtra strong ones. I took 2. I jumped in bed, covered all over with quilt & pillows. Whatever I could get.

Not forgetting to stick tissues in my nostrils.

I woke up at fucking 430am, my nose dripped like a tap again!! I shot another Xtra strong Panadol. I couldn't sleep in my bed, I was suffering. I slept on the couch for an hour before my dad's alarm went shrieking into my ears. I sneaked back to my room. Fortunately, it lasted me through the rest of the dawn.

I came to work today. No MC. I'm too busy for that, and since my blocked nose is no longer choking me. Yeah yeah, I can't miss out an important drinking session tonight! A british ex-colleague, John, is leaving Singapore for good. Time for a booze, I think I'll just like a red wine :)