raya (i)

had a viscious gastrict attack last night...

it was in the middle of the night and the sudden sharp pain woke me up. for those of you who're fortunate enough to not know what a gastrict attact felt like, it was as if a thousand knives stabbing and turning and twisting inside your stomach. i hadn't eaten all day, - my fault. hadn't eaten much in two weeks, matter of fact. in my defense though *in case my mom's reading this* i was still recovering from illness and my appetite's totally gone awry.

i did what i'd always do: throwing up, then hot tea, lots of minyakcapkapak, doubling over groaning and try to suck it up. it'd pass after awhile.

with that much pain, i could not sleep a wink. so i put on a marathon west wing, and watched four hours worth of episodes. dawn came when i finally dozed off.

obviously, i skipped solat raya. sheeeshhh. i am sooo frail now.

that's my raya, everybody. hope you enjoy yours.


p/s: happy b'day syila. sorry bae takdapat celebrate...