Got back from Hong Kong on Friday (more on that soon). Went out for a few drinks but left around 1 cos I felt icky. Spent the next day and a half puking :( Cue the many reasons it sucks to be alone: no one to say completely unhelpful but reassuring things, no one to hold your hair back ( I really wish my bud Chris was here), no one to go down the 4 flights of stairs to the 7-11 to buy some lemonade, water and bread, no one to make toast for you, no one to rub your back once the puking stops but leaves you with a terribly sore back etc....
On a positive note, at least no one had to witness me laying half passed out on the bathroom floor with my head in the toilet....
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