Saturday of no mercy.

I'm supposed to be on a hiatus, at least until the finals are over, but I have to post about my "Saturday of no mercy" so badly that I'm willing to eat my words and stick a foot in my mouth just to do it. Beware, gross details to follow.

I vomited awhile ago. After enduring hours of dry-heaving and swallowing my saliva just to keep it down, the vomit still finally managed to see the light. I haven't vomited since high school, not even during that time when I got drunk during the dorm's annual junior drink-all-you-can party, so the experience was pretty disorienting, not to mention disgusting, for me.

The shift of events was so rapid that even I didn't quite catch how it all turned sour (pun intended). During the earlier parts of the afternoon, my spirits were high. I just received news that I was exempted from the final oral exam in theology. Even though it wasn't proper for him to tell me that after studying the thesis statements for 10 hours, sleeping for 4, and eating for 0, I couldn't really remain pissed at him after getting an exemption. I became pissed, though, during the latter parts of the afternoon, when my lack of sleep and nourishment finally caught up to me. The sticky humidity of the weather didn't help, either. Unsurprisingly, after a few moments, I was gripped by a headache. Surprisingly, the headache gave me the sharpest and most acute pain I have ever experienced in my life.

This headache, I believe, was the direct cause of the above-mentioned vomiting. My body didn't want the Tapa Joe I ordered from Tapa King (mainly because of its ughsome fat content), so I threw all 74 pesos of it in the trash can. Unfortunately, my body didn't want the Sweet Banana, either, and it was unfortunate indeed because the sweet bananas were already inside my body. Hence, the vomiting. The headache didn't abate easily even after I have already vomited. After rummaging the dorm for for Biogesic-- a medicine from the gods, if I may say so myself, the sharp pain became a dull one, and eventually, subsided. It was then I finally found the power and strength to blog.

One last week, and I'm getting sick. Not a good sign.

Definitely not a good sign.