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Input: Text: this happened this morning 

i'm a white guy who studies in singapore and i take the bus to uni every morning which takes about 1h20m. because it was a monday and had early morning lectures, i had slept especially little the previous night and getting up was a huge burden of course. as usual, i get ready fast but also decide to have a quick breakfast which consisted of two slices of bread with cheese spread and a glass of milk. i leave my house and judging from all the cars on the road, i realize it's one of those super busy days. this happens sometimes when there is just an abnormal amount of traffic, i don't know why. this also usually means that the bus is super crowded, but it's no problem for me because i get on early enough when there are still seats available. i get my bus and move to the upper level where i always sit. 

now recently i've been reading this book my mom recommend to me called "the pillars of the earth" by ken follett. i've been reading it for about a week and just started getting into it so i decided to read it on the bus. 

now for some background info on myself. i've always been prone to motion sickness since i was small but in recent years it hasn't been as bad so i don't worry about it as much. also, i've studied for tests on the bus before and never got nauseous, so i thought it was fine to read my book. however, sometimes when i get up super early and am very tired, i get morning sickness which sometimes ends with me throwing up but this hasn't happened in months. 

so i'm reading my book. everything is hunky-dory except for the fact that i'm starting to realize i might be late for class because of the crazy traffic and that the bus is starting to get really crowded. i keep reading until i suddenly feel a surge of nauseousness through my body. it felt horrible and i immediately put down my book. the bus is now nearing the city center where it is at its most crowded. and the nauseousness is not going away, however it doesn't feel bad enough that i feel i'm gonna puke, so i stay seated. the bus is now at its fullest as people are starting to stand on the upper deck even though that's not allowed. i break out in cold sweat and realize my fate is sealed, but i can't get off the bus because it'll take much too long to reach the next stop and i'm sure as hell not throwing up in the crowd. sensing the inevitable, i take my backpack and zip open one of the side pockets, lacklustrely remove it's contents, and place them into the main compartment. i then feel the first spasm which is one of the worst feelings i can imagine. i fight my body so intensely that i manage to overcome the spasm and not throw up. this was probably a bad idea as my body didn't like that at all because it probably thought something was wrong with me and when the second wave of spasms came, it was like an unrelenting bulldozer and no amount of fighting could contain it. i spew out half digested bread and milk all over my leg and bag. less than half had fallen into the side pocket of my bag and now i sat there knowing if my agonizing moans of throwing up didn't garner the attention of the people on the bus, then the disgusting, sour stench soon will. more spasms came and i threw up more but this time i directed it into the bag. my bag was getting soggy at its base which was on my leg. if there wasn't enough vomit on my leg already, it was now slowly soaking my shorts. i just sat there and stared out the window, luckily no one was staring and i think they understood what happened. there was an older lady seated next to me (poor soul) and she offered me a handful of tissues, and although i appreciated the offer, it didn't do much at all to contain the mess. 

this is where i am faced with a serious dilemma. i *certainly* can't go to class like this so i have to get off the bus and go home somehow. but how do i get off the bus? there are so many people. my only choice is to wait until we passed through the city center and there were fewer people on the bus. so through the entire city center i sat in my own vomit waiting for my chance to get off. eventually, i decide to just go for it and i take my bag and hold it horizontally so as to minimize drippage. i think holding it horizontally made it worse as there was a lot of drippage indeed. i get the the bottom level, and get the hell out of there. people at the bus stop looked at my bag strangely, i walked just beyond the bus stop and placed my bag next to a trash can. i then snapped a quick [picture](http://imgur.com/a/gffrm) (keep in mind most of the nastiness is inside seeping out). 

from here all i had to do was get home, but how? how could i grab a taxi and stink it up to the point where no one else would want to ride in there for the rest of the day let alone put my infested bag in there. i stood next to the bus stop for a good 10 minutes working out my current predicament. eventually i decide to walk to a smaller road to try and get a taxi and attempt to put my bag in the back. this doesn't work as i couldn't find any taxis. then i see a large dumpster and wonder if i can carry all my books and laptop and dispose of my bag in there. when i went to unzip my bag, the horrid slime deterred me and i gave up that idea. eventually i decide just screw it, walk out to the main road and grab the first taxi. i put my bag in the back which the driver luckily didn't give a second thought. about 10 seconds after i told him where to go he starts waving his hand in front of his face and saying something about a dog. i just play dumb and mutter something about having stepped it garbage and apologize. he is probably super confused and keeps winding down the windows every 5 minutes. when we get home i paid the driver with a s$100 bill (didn't have anything else) and as he struggles to find change i thank him. his boot is probably gonna stink for a week. i feel bad but i've made it home. 

 

edit: spelling

TIFU by reading on the bus