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ugh
i REALLY need to crash so i shouldn't write for too long.
but today kinda sucked...
not classes exactly, they were just mediocre. actually school wasn't so bad itself.
BUT, you know how every now and then I get what feels like food poisoning or a food allergy or something? Like a few times after I moved to Japan, I ate various seafood-related things and found myself throwing up 4 hours later, usually at GEOS...
well, it happened again today. Lunch was some weird fried squid thing and whatnot. So after classes were done, and after I'd gone to "magokoro time" with some of the 3rd-year classes, and whatnot, around 4:30-45pm, I was listening to one of our teachers tell me a lesson plan and I swear I felt like I was just going to get dizzy and fall over out of nowhere.
It just got worse and became the nausea, and I'm thinking, I've felt this before, and what I really need to go do is throw up. BUT I worried how I could do so without being a nuisance at the school (I mean, our school bathrooms don't have outer doors, just stall doors, so it'd be kind of loud). I was in the bathroom by the teacher's office when that same teacher that had been telling me a lesson plan found me leaning against a wall as I was trying to mentally work myself up to throw up. And so she brought me to the nurse's room... where they suggested lying down and I suggested throwing up. And so about 5 minutes later I went to the downstairs bathroom and threw up.
That sucked, but... I went back to the nurse's room and they were all like "you should lie down and rest, or go to the hospital" and I'm like "I've had this before. I'll actually be okay in about 30 minutes, now that I got whatever was making me sick out of my system."
The thing is, I had a ticket to the Tokyo Dome game tonight, Dragons-Giants. and I really didn't want to miss it.
SO, um, despite that I had just thrown up, I basically got some cola and got on a train to the Tokyo Dome. Yeah, I'm dumb like that.
I was a bit too late to see Tom Hanks throwing out the ceremonial first pitch, and infact showed up just in time to see Daisuke Yamai give up a 3-run homer to Ogasawara's clean-shaven doppleganger. I put on my Chunichi gear and cheered with the people around me -- I was in the middle of visitor cheering but the Chunichi ouendan still doesn't have its fucking act together for Kanto so there were no drums or trumpets. But lots of yelling about how much we hate the Giants. And the Giants won, which sucked.
I guess I lasted about 7-8 innings before I felt like I was going to faint. I'm not sure if I'm sick or just hungry... after the game I rode home and got some bakery stuff and ate that and I can't tell if I feel better. Also my throat is killing me from being torn apart by acid from throwing up and then from yelling for 3 hours. BUT I did have a good time, to my left was this... I think a guy. I mean he sounded like a guy and his face looked like a guy but he was dressed like a girl. Kinda hard to explain. And, he was an ouendan stealth volunteer so he had a kazoo with a trumpet mouthpiece in it, which was fucking awesome. I was playing Human Shield so the police wouldn't be able to see him when playing.
i've slept something like 9 hours in the last two days so i'm going to go try to sleep now instead of writing or doing anything else. you know what's dumb? i seriously am considering going to chiba tomorrow, because fuck, Hisashi Iwakuma is pitching and I could probly take some badass photos. sigh. we'll see how long i crash for i guess.
anyway it's a kinda crappy way to start my 32nd year, throwing up at school and watching the Giants win. at least it can only get better, right?
but today kinda sucked...
not classes exactly, they were just mediocre. actually school wasn't so bad itself.
BUT, you know how every now and then I get what feels like food poisoning or a food allergy or something? Like a few times after I moved to Japan, I ate various seafood-related things and found myself throwing up 4 hours later, usually at GEOS...
well, it happened again today. Lunch was some weird fried squid thing and whatnot. So after classes were done, and after I'd gone to "magokoro time" with some of the 3rd-year classes, and whatnot, around 4:30-45pm, I was listening to one of our teachers tell me a lesson plan and I swear I felt like I was just going to get dizzy and fall over out of nowhere.
It just got worse and became the nausea, and I'm thinking, I've felt this before, and what I really need to go do is throw up. BUT I worried how I could do so without being a nuisance at the school (I mean, our school bathrooms don't have outer doors, just stall doors, so it'd be kind of loud). I was in the bathroom by the teacher's office when that same teacher that had been telling me a lesson plan found me leaning against a wall as I was trying to mentally work myself up to throw up. And so she brought me to the nurse's room... where they suggested lying down and I suggested throwing up. And so about 5 minutes later I went to the downstairs bathroom and threw up.
That sucked, but... I went back to the nurse's room and they were all like "you should lie down and rest, or go to the hospital" and I'm like "I've had this before. I'll actually be okay in about 30 minutes, now that I got whatever was making me sick out of my system."
The thing is, I had a ticket to the Tokyo Dome game tonight, Dragons-Giants. and I really didn't want to miss it.
SO, um, despite that I had just thrown up, I basically got some cola and got on a train to the Tokyo Dome. Yeah, I'm dumb like that.
I was a bit too late to see Tom Hanks throwing out the ceremonial first pitch, and infact showed up just in time to see Daisuke Yamai give up a 3-run homer to Ogasawara's clean-shaven doppleganger. I put on my Chunichi gear and cheered with the people around me -- I was in the middle of visitor cheering but the Chunichi ouendan still doesn't have its fucking act together for Kanto so there were no drums or trumpets. But lots of yelling about how much we hate the Giants. And the Giants won, which sucked.
I guess I lasted about 7-8 innings before I felt like I was going to faint. I'm not sure if I'm sick or just hungry... after the game I rode home and got some bakery stuff and ate that and I can't tell if I feel better. Also my throat is killing me from being torn apart by acid from throwing up and then from yelling for 3 hours. BUT I did have a good time, to my left was this... I think a guy. I mean he sounded like a guy and his face looked like a guy but he was dressed like a girl. Kinda hard to explain. And, he was an ouendan stealth volunteer so he had a kazoo with a trumpet mouthpiece in it, which was fucking awesome. I was playing Human Shield so the police wouldn't be able to see him when playing.
i've slept something like 9 hours in the last two days so i'm going to go try to sleep now instead of writing or doing anything else. you know what's dumb? i seriously am considering going to chiba tomorrow, because fuck, Hisashi Iwakuma is pitching and I could probly take some badass photos. sigh. we'll see how long i crash for i guess.
anyway it's a kinda crappy way to start my 32nd year, throwing up at school and watching the Giants win. at least it can only get better, right?