About - The Girl Who Drinks Too Much Water
Gulp gulp gulp!
That was her 15th cup of the day. She loves the feeling of the smooth liquid gliding down her throat, the coolness bringing her body temperature down one notch, just enough to make her feel like she can face the world. Yes, face the world with a degree-lighter body temperature and of course, a smoother throat.
Did I mention that this 15th cup of the day is drunk at 11am in the morning? Guess not. She woke up at 10am, by the way.
She says this to herself every single day, at least once every hour: If I don’t drink enough, I’ll dehydrate! I’ll look like all those shrinking, wrinkled and ugly radishes with brownish skin. Why, even SK II won’t help!
Of course, she’s also a diligent user of SK II products. All the money (or almost all) that’s supposed to go to food goes to SK II products. She has all the whitening series, hydrating series, etc. Her motto is: Moisturising is the key to success!
But her poor stomach is fully traumatised! It feels all bloated and “over-nourished” with all the goodness of water that she’s been drinking. The last count that I managed to do accurately (it’s hard to count as she hides herself in her room to drink too) was 35 glasses of water per day! Darn, I don’t even drink 8 glasses per day. With these 35 glasses, she not only chases the doctor away, the poor doctor has to go one round and come back.
One day, she felt even more dehydrated than ever. She gulps down all the water her mom boiled and prepared for her forever-feeling-dehydrated daughter (3 huge kettles), and went on to drink more. She drank from everywhere, well almost everywhere. She drank straight from the tap. Since it was raining that day and she was out, she drank straight from the rain.
When the rain stopped, she scooped some clear water from that puddle at the side of the road and poured it down her throat. It may not be as smooth as treated water, but it will do. She drank and drank, almost non-stop. Well, I wanted to count for you readers, but she was too fast and I was distracted by the rainbow that appeared just after the rain! I wouldn’t want to give you guys an inaccurate number, would I?
So anyway, she drank until she felt her stomach would burst, and continued drinking! She drinks all kinds of liquids now. She wanted to compare the smoothness of each kind of liquid – dishwashing liquid, coke, cold medicine, etc.
Then she fainted.
What a sad ending to her life! She died in the hospital due to an overdose of liquids, or water, that her face was so smooth and her stomach was even smoother- because they were all stretched out due to the extreme intake of liquids. And guess what? Her stomach burst on her way to the hospital! The different kinds of liquid painted the insides of the ambulance a really beautiful rainbow colour.
Go take a look, there’s fuchsia (from Bandung), electric blue (from Dynamo), lime green (from Mama Lemon), dark red (the blood of a dog she killed to drink plus her own), yellow (urine from a passerby – she just opened her mouth and waited) and violet (poison ivy’s leaves).
Note from author: This story is purely fictional. Any resemblance to any character or incident is purely coincidental.
That was her 15th cup of the day. She loves the feeling of the smooth liquid gliding down her throat, the coolness bringing her body temperature down one notch, just enough to make her feel like she can face the world. Yes, face the world with a degree-lighter body temperature and of course, a smoother throat.
Did I mention that this 15th cup of the day is drunk at 11am in the morning? Guess not. She woke up at 10am, by the way.
She says this to herself every single day, at least once every hour: If I don’t drink enough, I’ll dehydrate! I’ll look like all those shrinking, wrinkled and ugly radishes with brownish skin. Why, even SK II won’t help!
Of course, she’s also a diligent user of SK II products. All the money (or almost all) that’s supposed to go to food goes to SK II products. She has all the whitening series, hydrating series, etc. Her motto is: Moisturising is the key to success!
But her poor stomach is fully traumatised! It feels all bloated and “over-nourished” with all the goodness of water that she’s been drinking. The last count that I managed to do accurately (it’s hard to count as she hides herself in her room to drink too) was 35 glasses of water per day! Darn, I don’t even drink 8 glasses per day. With these 35 glasses, she not only chases the doctor away, the poor doctor has to go one round and come back.
One day, she felt even more dehydrated than ever. She gulps down all the water her mom boiled and prepared for her forever-feeling-dehydrated daughter (3 huge kettles), and went on to drink more. She drank from everywhere, well almost everywhere. She drank straight from the tap. Since it was raining that day and she was out, she drank straight from the rain.
When the rain stopped, she scooped some clear water from that puddle at the side of the road and poured it down her throat. It may not be as smooth as treated water, but it will do. She drank and drank, almost non-stop. Well, I wanted to count for you readers, but she was too fast and I was distracted by the rainbow that appeared just after the rain! I wouldn’t want to give you guys an inaccurate number, would I?
So anyway, she drank until she felt her stomach would burst, and continued drinking! She drinks all kinds of liquids now. She wanted to compare the smoothness of each kind of liquid – dishwashing liquid, coke, cold medicine, etc.
Then she fainted.
What a sad ending to her life! She died in the hospital due to an overdose of liquids, or water, that her face was so smooth and her stomach was even smoother- because they were all stretched out due to the extreme intake of liquids. And guess what? Her stomach burst on her way to the hospital! The different kinds of liquid painted the insides of the ambulance a really beautiful rainbow colour.
Go take a look, there’s fuchsia (from Bandung), electric blue (from Dynamo), lime green (from Mama Lemon), dark red (the blood of a dog she killed to drink plus her own), yellow (urine from a passerby – she just opened her mouth and waited) and violet (poison ivy’s leaves).
Note from author: This story is purely fictional. Any resemblance to any character or incident is purely coincidental.
posted by starfish story at 4:20:00 am
1 Comments:
your imagination confounds me..
says a lot about you. haha warped innocence.
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