It's about 8:40am
I feel bloated and fat and have these pains in my stomach.
Did I need to use the restroom? I think not.
I couldn't explain it.
I struggle through my morning routine and shower.
I thought to myself if I should cancel my plans and get some more rest.
But.. then I thought the pain will just go away once the day progresses.
Heidi calls me tells me she'll be at my place in a few minutes.
I wasn't hungry. I had no appetite for food. Which is ODD.
She came and picked me up and we were on our way to the Getty Villa in Malibu
As she drove, she started to notice how weak I was. I told her that I wasn't feeling well and she offered to just raincheck it, but my stupid ass said "i'll get better"
when we arrived, we started walking around and took pictures. I didn't take as many as I'd like to since I was feeling crappy. I sat down a lot and I started feeling nauseous as if I was drunk or something.
I told her I was getting worse and we shortly left. I could tell Heidi was a little annoyed but whatever. I went home and plunged to my bed and slept for a few hours.
I woke up not feeling any better. Got my phone and ordered pho. I ordered the beefball and rice noodle pho with thai tea (no boba) and some other thing which I don't know the name of.
I ate half of the soup and saved it for the next day.
I went back to bed and fell back to sleep. =)
THE END.
