Grunt.
Saturday, January 29, 2011, ϟ 0 shout(s)
Jaws of technology.
Don't wanna dwell in it more.
Prolly I'm just in a sour mood and taking it out on what seem like the closest, largest, widest rubber ball that actually absorbs my nonsense and not return my fury thrice.
I actually would think being jobless makes me an extremely free snail worming in my cosy hideout called home.
Not exactly true.
The past weekend was so damn bad. After awesome timbre with the class, I acquired the highest fever I've had in possibly 8 years.
It wouldn't budge. For a good few days. It was so horrible I feel like I was roasting in hell. Really.
Of course, you think I can get away with flu, cough, sore throat and bodyaches? Apparently not.
Had to cancel Monday's driving lesson to recover.
And after the doc gave me some ibuprofen and mom sponged me with ICE cold water, I was well enough some driving on Tuesday.
So blardy fun, seriously!
Then I went for a one-day temp job on Wednesday as some pay-roll assisstant.
Learnt really alot... of math. XD
It's like a P1 plus P2 times 3 worth of my effort that whole day. Worked OT till 10.30 too.
Made new (and old as in age) friends.
Then there's no cab to bring me home. Called Joel for SOS and finally reached home at 12 plus.
Woke up early the next day for more driving and J-time.
Sat in an ambluance on Friday, not for emergency purposes though, don't worry.
Then... the towers fell. I wonder how many men is needed to structure it again.
TBC, I'm gg out now.
new past