this is a post full of self-pity. i have been feeling nauseous for the whole day. woke up at 2AM to get something sour to eat cos vomit kept moving up my throat. sat on the floor by the bed for nearly an hour thinking about how sucky my life turned out to be. i cramped the entire ytd away without whining at all. im having chest pains now and my lungs feel constricted.