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Wednesday, February 15, 2006 

Driving The Porcelain Bus

Smoking is getting to me.

Yesterday and today I had a strongest urge of hurling I have ever had since my schoolboy days. And it's all due to cigarette smoke.

When I was a kid cigarette smoke really got to me. Any kid of strong scent made me want to throw up. Perfume, garbage, smoke... they all made me lose my lunch. Not much into the throwing up thing, I taught myself to control the urge. I can not recall the last time I barfed. Today I almost did and I don't know why. Second-hand smoke never bothered me before, I don't know why it's bothering me now.

One thing is for sure. It makes me want to upchuck and gives me one hell of a headache.