Diary (2012.12.23, India)

2012.12.23. Sun.


I was sick all day. When I took a medicine, I vomited all out directly. I relaxed my position on the bed and didn't move at all. Dennis was anxious about my condition and looked disappointed in a way. Because he was eager for the special dinner on weekends for example steak, kabab and cream pasta. (Oily and non-vegetarian)

I lay down on my bed and he sat on his bed, and talked about how he had wanted "meat". He told me that he would wait for me to get better. I ignored his silly words and slept again.

In the evening, he went to PSP to have dinner and I asked him to buy lassi for my dinner. While I drank the lassi, he told me that we had to go out tomorrow. I answered "OK! OK! So shut up!" Could we go out on Christmas Eve?