Amused.
I find it amusing that the position that brings ultimate comfort when you're having some life-threatening abdominal pain is just squatting. Yes, that simple squatting as you would inside a squatting toilet. I used to dismiss this position as something disgraceful - it's so unglam, ungraceful and un-ladylike - until I finally come to enlightenment the pleasure it brings. I am indeed squatting as I am typing this out.
It has been a hell of a Sunday today. What worse way to wake up to a bird-chirping Sunday than to jump off the bed realizing the
auntie you most dislike has paid you a *surprise* visit. And because of that what was originally supposed to be a pleasant weekend became mostly bed-ridden.
Oh gosh. These cramps brought me ultimate mental exhaustion and physical torture.
The first week of the sem just breezed past, and week 2 is about to kick in. And Imma say goodbye to this honeymoon-style of a life soon. Okay, no complaints unless I want a punch in my face, haha.
