After a whole week of fun and adventure, i'm back sitting on this swivel black chair, typing using this black keyboard, in front of 2 black LCD screens, next to a black cisco telephone, which itself is next to black pencil holder. my face is black as well. so is my cardigan. yeps. although it isn't exactly Monday, my mood is black. it is called HWS - holiday withdrawal symptom. i am so sad.
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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