I was actually ill, to be fair
Both times, in fact. First one I was watching some film about knights, feeling really crap, and foolishly thought a curry and a few beers wouyld make me feel better (curry is my magic medicine). It gets to the climax of the film, emotions are running high, and I have to dash off to the bog to throw up my lovely lovely curry. Rice isn't the nicest thing to bring up... and of course it looked exactly the same as it did when I ate it, which put me off eating it for a while.
Second story now, I was just about to start college and was doing some drama auditions. I was feeling really rotten once again, but I was so determined to get a part I battled on. Cue me fluffing nearly every line, descending into a mumble and nearly passing out. After the ordeal was finished, I went to get a drink and hopped on the bus back home. I hate buses at the best of times, but this ride was really bumpy, and the only drink available at my college was fizzy fruity stuff... not good. Once I got off the bus, I managed to leg it to my door, struggle to open it, throw up all the way along the hall until I got to the toilet, finish off, head into the lounge and pass out on the sofa. My poor brother came home to find everything exactly as I left it, and cleared up the nice tropical fruit scented vom :) As for the audition? I got one line in the play. Turns out I had glandular fever, and I ended up missing so much work I had to drop out of college anyway. Ah well.
( useful_idiot, Sat 21 Aug 2004, 17:03, Reply)