plus qu’hier moins que demain

There is a first time for everything.

In all of 5 hours yesterday, I

• saw singledoubletriple during my meetings and kept wanting to tumble off wildly from my seat
• wanted to throw up every time I shakenodturn my head
• felt incredibly dizzygiddyweak
• blacked out for a bit and crashed to the ground [can't really recall howwhatwhy, only remember colleague calling boss, boss!]
• criedtearedbrood because of above incident
• managed to stand up only to sway comically backforthbackforth, and then sit back down abruptly on wherever again
• had the worried boss drive me home
• muttered to boss I want to throw up and My head feels detached from my body about 632814 times on the way back
• stumbletripveered drunkenly into the house, into my room - world still spinning, lay in bed - world still spinning, close my eyes - world still spinning. Felt like I was driftingfloatingflying around
• amused Eliot by my opening greeting of Today the sunset is in shades of pink and peach to which he replied Are you high??!
• made Eliot laugh at me throughout our conversation, bugger it, where’s the sympathy??
• irritated Eliot with my mumblings.. I think. :/
• tried to sleep but it felt as though I was levitating myself off my bed and was afraid I’ll float out of the windows
• mistook my table for my closet [the said furniture are on opposite ends of my room]
• dreamt of monsters
• thought I saw monsters, hallucinations omg
• jackknifed up in fright and almost punched my mum [in reflex] when she tapped me really gently on my shoulder to wake me up
• was supported by mum’s armhandshoulder because she was afraid I’d faint while walking from room to kitchen

Guess why?

Because I took… *drum roll*… painkillers. Jang jang jang!

Yes, anti-climatic, I know.

The painkillers were prescribed by a doctor for a pain which has been recurring for the past month. 2 pills and 4 hours later, I felt like I was on drugs [not medicine-drug but like, cannabis-marijuana-drug (not that I've taken any before)], or reallyreallyreally high on alcohol. Of course, it didn’t occur to me to make that link [drugs and drinks] til Eliot pointed it out with You sound so stoned and I think you’re very high and then repeated them every few minutes to drive into my head that I was insane not of sound mind not behaving very normally.

What kinda painkillers are these, d*mmit?!

And the reason for this entry to be under ‘about funnies’ is because, thinking back, the 5 hours have really been quite comical ['cept for the blacking out part]. Or maybe my sense of humour is dark and morbid.

Or maybe I’m still insane. *giggle giggle*

Still feel like throwing up here hello.

s t a r m | s t July 3rd, 2008

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