It was an unexpected day, with an unexpectedly happy news. but was told to stay back at work to do something that should have been done in the morning. just got home. v tired. incoherent. need some rest but brains still churning. stupid things like this is really bad...
3.5 more working days. my mind is on holiday! last evening's kickboxing class totally killed me! i huffed and puffed and threatened to punch my imaginary opponent senseless, but in the end, it was i that suffered, not the air molecules that got knocked around. my body is aching like a 90-year-old who's just completed 100 push-ups. i couldn't sleep last night because of the pain. i had to wake hao-e up to massage my shoulder-blades which were so sore and is still kicking up a ruckus behind me. my gosh! i tis old and feeble.
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