after a long weekend

"but i'm not crazy, i'm just a little unwell" - matchbox twenty (unwell)


the worst thing after a long 4.5 day weekend is coming back to work. hardly anyone is in the office. most sane people took leave. i can't be bothered to be on leave. besides everyone knows i'm not particularly sane. in any case, i should be on leave... or more appropriately i should be on medical leave.

i've been sicky poo since saturday. and i didn't even eat any chinese new year goodies at all. yes i'm one of those crazy ones who actually have a fair amount of self discipline when it comes to not eating stuff that's bad for me when i'm sick. a fair amount. i admit that i broke the rules a few times.

so while i'll like to tell everyone tales of chinese new year festivities and food and visitations and all that during the long 4.5 day weekend, i can't. i can only tell tales of lazing around and sleeping at home. which honestly isn't all that exciting.

it wasn't the best way to spend such a long 4.5 day weekend. i mean when would i ever see the daylights of such a priviledge again? the next public holiday is good friday in april. that's a whopping 51 days more to go! i've just been so spoiled with all those public holidays in the last month.

it's oh so quiet here... the silence speckled with sounds of coughing and sneezing... not just mine but my colleagues as well. yes, we're all falling like dead flies. i think we have too many flies in this lil remote part of the island that my office is situated in.

and i shall leave you on that happy note...

*cough cough*