I knew that shrimp was bad.
Never eat seafood embedded in a shady-looking salad displayed in a convenience store.
I am probably suffering from mild food poisoning, the kind that doesn't make you go to the toilet but blurs your vision and affects your appetite.
Cross-eyed and feeling physically weak, I shall carry on with work.
A love and hate relationship with seafood is not uncommon here.
Just didn't think it would happen to me, a Manila native with a stomach that endured years of eating chicken intestines between university classes.
And also mother said I ate my own crap when I was a baby.
So that shrimp must have been really really expired.