Yogurt Is The Absolute EVIL

The other night, my mom got home from the grocery and gave me a cup of yogurt with yummy strawberry chunks. This is all very well and I was enjoying myself while watching Lupin (yes, I watch Lupin and all those other corny blah during prime time when I get the chance). I never really was fond of yogurt in my younger years because I always imagined it tastes like sour piss. I think I have in fact tasted piss when I was a kid. So sue me.

Anyway, I gave half of that yogurt thingy to my mom because I rediscovered that I still dislike yogurt after all. So much for paradigm shifts hunh? I just went online and chatted with my online friends. And then suddenly! My stomach got all queasy. The bad kind of queasy. I typed 'brb' and ran to the bathroom and before shutting the door, I grabbed the business section of The Philippine Daily Inquirer. I had a satisfying read about blog marketing. Very interesting shit. Anyway, my communion with the toilet ended in no time and I was back in front of the computer.

Soon enough, my stomach had an unscheduled coup d' etat, again. Horrible. I have a fairly healthy digestive life, which simply means that my tummy doesn't act up as much as it should, compared with other people. It really distresses me when things like this happen. I slept with a bad stomach and woke up with pretty much the same. That is why I was in all black, emo, brink-of-bitch-fit mode yesterday. A bad tummy to me is more than equivalent to a bad menstruation day. Ugh.

I swear never to eat yogurt again. Well..real yogurt anyway. I still have a thing for Dutch Mill. Thank the gods for Immodium.