standing on the MRT, praying real hard that someone will stand up and let me sit down. My stomach gave a terrible lurge, oops, felt real sick at that point of time. ran out of the mrt when it stops at Ang Mo Kio, and ran all the way to the toilet.. my GOD, the toilet is in the midst of cleaning. my stomach lurge again. ran all the way to CHEERS and ask them for a plastic bag. was praying hard that nothing will come out on the way...sat down at the staircase and consider goin home. the thought of the ride back makes me wan to puke again. decide to take a cab to work... felt aslp immediately after i got on, felt real sick and tired. left my pouch in the taxi too even after the taxi driver reminded me not to leave anythin in the car. luckily he called me later and brought my pouch all the way to orchard again. nice uncle. bought lots of sour plums to eat. felt like vomitting terribly. felt hot and feverish. was so sick that i became crazy at work. ate so many sour plums that i felt very thirsty and keep goin toilet. but the vomit never comes out... stuck in my stomach makin me uncomfortable for the whole day. haiz... sad.. my dad's bday and i am sick... sianz sianz..