On the 3rd of August 2006, it was the doctor's educated guess that the flu I was having, developed/zhng-ed to a form of viral gastritis. It caused me to empty my stomach, via the upwards direction. (and abandon my duties as a GL, get misdiagnosed by a doctor in JP, go through a minor experience in a hospital..) Retching record: 6, within 9 hrs or so. The aftermath? I think it screwed up my stomach. I don't ever remember being sensitive to cold stuff in the morning, or anything like that. But this sem, I started eating ham-and-cheese sandwich every morning, and I would experience some discomfort during the morning lecture that follows. This week, I tried NOT adding the cheese, and I was fine. Don't tell me I developed some sort of lactose intolerance. NO! I can't live without cheese! Okay, maybe I can live without cheese in the morning. STILL. There are significantly (not determined by t-tests or ANOVA or whatnot) higher number of stomachache/diarrhoea episodes this semester, i.e. this 3 months. :( I suspect eating spicy stuff might destroy me too.

stress? I don't think so. or perhaps it was the many bloody hums we ate last Sat. oh no, not the 'damn!' sense of 'bloody', but the 'freshness of the hum' sense. All I know is, there's pain, and SH-.. erm ahem.. s-tools. you know PJ and PS? It's LS. :(