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Tuesday, December 16, 2008
BACK!
Hey. I'm back from my four-day trip from Vietnam.
I WAS going to do a post on it and how people live there and how lucky we guys really are. So very, very auntie-ish.
But, you've all been grandly saved from my nagging and lecturing by me getting struck by a bout of food poisoning.
I don't know how, I think something disagreed with my stomach in Vietnam. I didn't start feeling all bloated and nauseated until we got to the airport.
Then I started puking all over the place. The medicine that the airport clinic gave me was supposed to make me feel better, but things just got worse. And I was on the plane. You get the message.
People STARED and I felt so disgusted with myself.
The thing I hated the most about this sickness was that my stomach was just plain forcing everything out. I mean everything. My stomach was empty after a few rounds of puking, but of course I didn't want to eat anything. I had this feeling that my stomach was ripping up and it wouldn't stop. BLEH.
Okay I know I'm making all of you readers out there sick. So I shall change the colour of the words in this section to make it hard to read.

There are rules
And you do like, wanna stick on the safe side, don't you?
(Everybody go ay-yo, ay-yo, ay-yo)
That's true
But still I'm guessing that you wouldn't wanna get on my groove
(And you go ay-yo, ay-yo, ay-yo)
I'm joining in
You guys will never expect me to sit on the sidelines
(Ay-yo, ay-yo, ay-yo)
You've got some strong emotions
And you pair it up with strong intentions
Start a fight based on uniqueness
And we'll crush all competition

Ahaha this is a nice songggggg.
Riynn Chion. ♥ 8:38 PM
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