Guess what.
I fell down just now. It’s like somehow I was walking down the stairs and…. whispers: I was playing with the metal stuff at the edge, you know? Like, I was sliding down and POOF! WHAM! -Grabs wildly for something to support- My butt landed on the steps and my back landed on the super-thick assesment book in my sling bag. Thank God that I had a sling bag, I wanted to bring the other small bag when I was preparing to go for the prize presentation at the CC for my sis… But I took the big bag for not much reason. Thank God I brought that bag! Maybe… If I took the small bag, I might hit the stairs with my back or my bone… oh man.
This morning, I woke up with a case of bad stomachache. [No. 1 Stomachache - If you know what that means] It isn’t those that goes on and off but those that is ongoing and you have to clutch your stomach all day long. It’s bearable pain at first, then even worse squeezing. It’s like, extremely, really, bad. I was in the toilet and I felt like puking but nothing came out. I practically gulped down the breakfast whole, desperate for something to fill my stomach. I couldn’t finish all or I’ll puke then I ate a pill and went to sleep. When I woke up, which is like 1 hour later, I am fit as a bull. Okay, maybe not that fit but just a little bit less than a bull. From that experience I am really glad that I am fit and healthy! Thank god I recovered! (:

