Posts Tagged ‘sick’
…it starts pouring just as you are heading off to work…
…your cab driver is cranky and doesn’t listen to what you say…
…he insists on dropping you off at a taxi bay five minutes down the road from your destination…
…he stops the cab about a metre away (must have been!) from the curb, so you end [...]
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Tags: cabs, rain, sick, visa
sniffle saturday
it’s official. i have caught a cold. unless it is one of those morning bugs that will disappear as the day heats up… i am in for some fun. my nose is sore, my head aches, and i want to disappear into a black hole somewhere. not a day for singing, and most certainly not [...]
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Tags: anger, sick
i feel… weird.
my body cannot decide if it wants to go all out and be i’m-so-sick-i-cannot-stand sick, or to be big-fuss-over-nothing sick. being neither here nor there is the worst place you can be, for all things in life. i feel so weird, i don’t even feel like singing. and that is weird.
spent part of [...]
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Tags: blog theme, nails, sick
oh, the loveliness of it all…
i don’t mean that at all. sometimes sarcasm takes the edge off things and makes life more bearable.
such fodder for whining! all of a sudden, i have four trips to plan – half of which i am not even keen on. i used to think that any form of travelling equals to loads of fun, [...]
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Tags: anger, financial crisis, funerals, music, sick
ouch
head. aches.
i’ve had a record number of headaches this year, and none that panadol could cure. i might believe that it is because my bed is in direct view of the room door, or i might not. it is a rather chinese/fengshui thing to blame everything on the door (apparently, bad things always enter through the [...]
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oh, so…!
monday really isn’t any better than sunday. i think that’s just how life works. i think garfield really got it right. what is the point of trying to do anything at all? eat, drink, sleep, and the merry bits will come.
fried fish smells are floating around my room and wafting toward me intermittently. i hate [...]
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Tags: books, music, sick, smells, whining
when night falls
knackered by a headache the size of america (i took two painkillers and they did nothing. and i never take that stuff!) and the suspicious beginnings to another breathless night (my lungs feel like raisins… small and dry…), i bedded myself down at the indecent hour of barely-ten. i set itunes to loop on a [...]
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stalkers
what a day.
first, the wheezing (always the wheezing). wheezing is a really terrible thing to have happen to you. the sound itself is enough to send anyone scuttling to the other end of the room. air may be a free commodity, but the pain you experience when you have to tear out your lungs to [...]
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Tags: scholarship, sick, stalker, wheezing, whining, work
