Thursday, December 15, 2005
gurgling stomach juices

Your fingertips are numbed by the cold, yet you feel as if your insides are on fire. Almost instantaneously, you break out in cold sweat. You hide under the blanket to seek some warmth, but your hands are hot to touch. Your world spins violently as you look up to the ceiling. And then that nauseating feeling takes over you.

Feeling beat and worn-out you stagger to the bathroom, with the sickening taste of bile on your tongue. Like an erupting volcano, you feel the violent gurgle in your stomach, your muscles contract as everything in your stomach gets forced up your gullet, and into the toilet bowl. Teary-eyed, you see your lunch 2 hours ago, merrily bobbing up and down in toilet water.

Ich bin sehr krank. (which loosely translates to "I am very sick")

On a brighter note, I'll be meeting the guys later to celebrate miss aussie's birthday.

And JUST to share a playworthy musical piece, check out "sway" by the perishers.