Day 2
Of coughing up weird gunk into the toilet bowl
Of blue winter skies and warm sunshine
Of lying in bed with magazines (next month's Vogue)
Of playing Popcap's Bookworm Deluxe
Of sitting in front of my laptop surfing and typing entries
And it's already getting stale.
It's incredibly boring being ill. And I'm really not the kind who can lie about. Saturday: yes, cos I was really in such a bad shape, I could barely roll out of bed without aching; Sunday: not really, more time was spent online or pottering about, by nightfall i was hopping around the house like a crazed bunny and dancing to Billy Joel and Frank Sinatra in my room (which let to another round of coughing, unsurprisingly).
Today, I'd really almost rather be at work, spending a romantic Valentine's Day with a bunch of people who I Know have partners, and are consequently miserable at having to be at work, which would make me feel better about myself. Hah!
Yeah.. I know... vicious bitch huh?
No, not really. But still, it would be different matter if I were playing hookey from work to actually Have Fun, especially on Valentine's Day. But noooo, I'm playing hookey from work to stay home and be bored and feel unwell and miserable. It's not like I can even fulfil my intention to go out on a movie date with myself. And the girlfriend with whom I was supposed to go out boy-hunting with on Valentine's Day is not even in the Country!!! How bad can one day suck? (And by the way, dear World, it's a Rhetorical question)
Yeah... and Happy Valentine's Day to you too.
Of blue winter skies and warm sunshine
Of lying in bed with magazines (next month's Vogue)
Of playing Popcap's Bookworm Deluxe
Of sitting in front of my laptop surfing and typing entries
And it's already getting stale.
It's incredibly boring being ill. And I'm really not the kind who can lie about. Saturday: yes, cos I was really in such a bad shape, I could barely roll out of bed without aching; Sunday: not really, more time was spent online or pottering about, by nightfall i was hopping around the house like a crazed bunny and dancing to Billy Joel and Frank Sinatra in my room (which let to another round of coughing, unsurprisingly).
Today, I'd really almost rather be at work, spending a romantic Valentine's Day with a bunch of people who I Know have partners, and are consequently miserable at having to be at work, which would make me feel better about myself. Hah!
Yeah.. I know... vicious bitch huh?
No, not really. But still, it would be different matter if I were playing hookey from work to actually Have Fun, especially on Valentine's Day. But noooo, I'm playing hookey from work to stay home and be bored and feel unwell and miserable. It's not like I can even fulfil my intention to go out on a movie date with myself. And the girlfriend with whom I was supposed to go out boy-hunting with on Valentine's Day is not even in the Country!!! How bad can one day suck? (And by the way, dear World, it's a Rhetorical question)
Yeah... and Happy Valentine's Day to you too.
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