Having gastric flu is one sure way of increasing crabbiness, so my true colours show and i snap at anyone who has the misfortune of pissing me off. Thankfully there haven't been many victims, because I've largely avoided meeting people, except when I had to play for the Pois fashion show. It was a miracle how I survived it after not eating anything for two days and being doped up on tons of meds just to prevent anything from exiting out multiple orifices. Let's not get into the details.
Plus side to gastric flu is losing weight! Grand total of 2 kg which is probably only fluid loss. Bah.
Yucky price for a plus side though.
Origins of the flu: It probably came from FloppyHair13 from Ang Mo Kio Secondary school although I don't know how it could be contagious after he sort of recovered from it. I'm not ruling out the girl from Japanese Studies tutorial who left halfway because she felt nauseus. But, well, tutorials do make people nauseous sometimes.
More probable origins: I'm working myself to death. It was incredible how many people I had to contact and how many students I had to cancel on just to stay home. And that's not considering those I couldn't' cancel even if I needed to, unless of course I died. Which wasn't a too unwelcome option given the circumstances then. I did make funeral arrangements and such with my brother in my moments of delirium.
Spent today frantically playing Sudoku (i love the handheld! many thanks!) to evaluate how many brain cells have been killed by the fever.
But I think just this post is telling enough. I am losing all my ability to sound faintly cerebral.
