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Excuse me just a moment.

*bangs head repeatedly into brick wall, falls unconcious, then has a dream involving bashing her head repeatedly into a brick wall*

That pretty much sums up how I'm feeling right about now.

It's not fair. I've been looking foward to catching up with eviltom all week; we were going to one of his mate's parties and it sounded like so much fun. Last night I had to get up twice because I was feeling so ill. I still felt sick when I got up, but figured it would pass and headed out to Surrey Hills, all ready for a party and a sleepover. It didn't pass. I was sick at Tom's, but even then thought I could tolerate it. But eventually my stomach pains were bordering on crippling, and his mum had to drive me home.

You have no idea how pissed off I am at my body right now. If I had some sedatives on me I'd take a few so I could sleep through what feels like a sword being repeatedly thrust and twisted into my abdoman, but I guess I'll just have to tolerate it. The Panadol helped a bit but it still hurts like fuck. And I'd be nowhere near as pissed off if it hadn't have kept me from being with someone I love.

Oh well. I still got to spend some quality time with Tom-kun I guess. *sends long-distance glomp before returning to bashing head against aforementioned wall*