The bizarre story of how I got my baluku

It is 11:02a.m. as I currently start typing on this page.

As my title already states, I got a baluku. Just moments ago.

My alarm is set at 12p.m., with the following one at 12:10p.m. This was the perfect timing I've calculated to wake up at when I went to sleep at around 3:45a.m. last night.

At around 10:30a.m., I woke up for no reason, probably because I need to pee (I can't remember) and I walked out to the sofa in my living room and started using my phone. First I went on Facebook, because I there were a few notifications on my Facebook icon. Then I went on Instagram, because I fucking love Instagram?

At that point of time, I suddenly remembered that my alarm was at 12p.m., so I decided to head back to my bed. But I was thirsty. I decided to go drink some water before heading back to bed. I stood up, and God damn it, I had one of those dizzy spells which are the worst things in life. I walked to the kitchen, unscrewed the cap of a water bottle and started drinking. I missed. The water was all over my top and flowing down my neck. The consequences of pouring instead of drinking from the mouth of the bottle. Do note I was still dizzy at that point of time.

Suddenly, I sort of blacked out and I fell to the ground. I remembered it was pretty loud. After what seemed like 10 seconds, my mind started to clear up, and I realised I fell. I did not know how but I swept quite a few items down with me. A can of condensed milk, a supplement bottle and a glass container filled with coffee beans. My guess is that I was reaching the wall for support but somehow I swept these items down. Oops.

My pose was something like the guy in the picture. Lol!

Then came the pain. Fuck! My head and my (right) knee hurt. I looked at my knee, noticing that I scraped my knee a little but all was well. I then stood up, picked up the 3 items that fell on the ground, picked up the water bottle and drank what was remaining in it. The bottle cap flew quite a distance so I walked a bit to pick it up. Afterwards, I slowly walked back to my room, because I still wanted to sleep. Lol, priorities. I entered the room, took a peek at my brother who sleeps like a dead pig, or rather, champ. Yep, still soundly asleep (he was even snoring) after I made such a crash in the kitchen. I crawled back onto my bed, covered the blankets up until my neck for maximum comfort, and tried to sleep.

I. Couldn't. My head hurt. I tossed and turned a couple of times on my bed, still unable to fall back to sleep due to the pain. Casually, I touched my head to check if there was a baluku. To me, having a baluku is an achievement. An achievement of pain. #sayyestobalukus Damn, that is a big baluku, I thought in my head. I tidied my bed, and decided I should give up on my love - sleep. I walked out of my room to look into the mirror, and I gasped at how cute and 3D my baluku was. What. An. Achievement.

I decided to take a picture and put it out on Snapchat, because I'm not someone who gets embarrassed by it. And it was a first for me to experience something like this from a dizzy spell. And because, what an achievement. Lol, ok I shall stop harping on that. I took 2 pictures of my baluku using my phone, so that I can look back in time and laugh at myself. And, poof, something in my brain asked me to blog about this. I'm guessing that when I fell and hit my head, my creative juices started running. So, yeah, you have just read the bizarre story of how I got my baluku.

What I posted on Snapchat. You can add me @simhuiting if you have yet to do so. #shameless