me stupid.

It was a woo hoo nite, no doubt.

But, it was a horrible attack to my tummy. wth. Not that i eat a lot also. Ishh..

Then the next morning, while i prepare breakfast for myself. I got this as the reward.

=( =(, pain.

I should not wash dishes nor pans. Nothing.

I need a guy/bf/husband/whoever/whatever to wash it for me next time.

What a good reason. Washing dish is always a nightmare for me. I just dislike gettting my hand wet. I dont mind anything, but not this chores.

Close-up. Is still pain. =(

Craving for some care. =p

Life is still great!

I better get back my ass to do my thesis. STOP PROCRASTINATING.

and ya, while typing this only i realise....my body ache. muscle is screaming for help. I call this good pain. Side effect of stop exercising for months.