in recent days, i have been feeling, well, pregnant. i get the puking feeling at so many things. well, 3 things.
excess food.
cloth.
the thought of cloth.
i look at it, take a deep breath as my stomach heaves.
i wish, i really do, that i would actually do the deed instead of feeling it.
i've grown almost used to it.
just 10 weeks more.
i'm liking it though, doing something i would like to, under stressful conditions, getting unhappy remarks from the higher ups.
prepares us all for the real world innit?

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