God shows His love to us in a million ways. One way is in the form of a 3-in-1 package - diarrhoea, nausea, menstrual cramps. Which i'm currently having. Obviously incapacitated, i took my maiden medical leave from work, after only three months. Dr Wong, another godsend: "Go rest for two days okay." Oh yes sir! Two working days of rest (bliss) followed by a day of annual leave (randomly picked - double bliss) and a rest day on Sunday. That's four days straight of almost heaven. These ailments? Are nothing but pure blessings in disguise.


My head is still spinning like a battery-operated spinning top. The world is a blur, and it hurts to look at things. Colours are suddenly too vivid. So bright and sharp they put HD TVs to shame. It doesn't help when i close my eyes for abit to let the colours tame down. It doesn't help when i shut out the light with my curtains and lie down for hours to forcibly sleep. I couldn't sleep. It's worse than insomnia and vertigo. Thankfully the too-frequent trips to the toilet has stopped significantly. One more trip to the loo and i'll be a certified Poo Factory. So what happened? Sounds like food poisoning to me but honestly, i don't know.


Just too glad to be away from work. Too, too glad. Seeing the same people everyday, two hundred of them, can make you go crazier than staring at pink for too long.

Just one thing i still am not able to comprehend and will probably never learn to - how could some people just be so plain nasty?