4/1/2009
if you truely wanna know about me being sick, it was horrible. My comp woke up
to me throwing up, which felt like prettty much just air (so it made alot of
sound) Then i ate a clif bar (safe play) and told my comp i was set, just
being my normal play fulself, cause its all mental right? Well i didn´t plan
on eating anything at lunch but it was a churrosco so i ended up eating a little,
then later telling my comp we better run cause i wasn´t feeling to well, and later
threw up 3 times in the street...awesome. Took the rest up the day in a horizontal
posion pretty much. Then the next day i preolly shoulda taken it a little slower
cause i was just feeling distroyed threw out the entire day but there wasn´t a
choice. We had to work. No questions asked, kinda a now or never week. So that
was that, all because of a bad batch of passion fruit i decided. Makes me mad at
myself cause i kinda was worried about the fruit as i was making juice that day
but threw caution to the wind cause Heck! i´m in brasil, theres chicken feet in
the lunch w/e right? Wrong o well
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