3 rounds

It was a wasted day.

I played safe by having pork congee and longan drink for lunch (so oriental!). The torture started last night with endless churning. This afternoon, I said no to bad air and tired legs when I excused myself from a Platinum Mall shopping trip (again!). I spent my afternoon concussing.

Being a believer of treating poison using poison (loosely translated from 以毒攻毒), I thought I ought to have my dinner without fail. Things took a turn for the worse. Despite non-existent appetite, I forced food down my throat.

Not too long after dinner, I had my first round of puking. I knew it wasn't going to end there so I tried to sleep while I waited. The second round came after I tossed and turned for some time. The third came too soon after the second which resulted in it ending up at the sink instead of the toilet bowl.

I was rinsing my mouth when it happened. Being a thoughtful occupant, I tried to flush it down with water. Perhaps, my food was too undigested. It seemed to be big chunks of solids instead of fluids.

The aunty is not going to have a pleasant sight tomorrow but I am too tired to perform plumbing at this hour.