I am hibernating at home,

down with gastritis.
(because saying that you have gastrics is like saying you have a head when you get headaches)

Went to visit Pamyeo at NUS yesterday,
gobbled down a kebab wrap when I was starving & was in pain after for a few hours.
Thought it was indigestion, apparently not.
Merlioned twice yesterday night....

Shit happens,
and often comes in heaps.

(photocredits afterschool)
Looking at the photostream of where I could have been hurts man.
The bearer of bad news has finally told me to bid goodbye to Hongkong, to Pokit Consultancy and Afterschool cafe, because of H1N1.
(Nevermind that Spore has just about a hundred less cases than HK)

I was supposed to be there for overseas internship late july, aka a month later.
The chance seems so godsent sometimes, the privileges, the place and the philosophy of the boss. God gives and He takes away, and I am trusting it's for the better,
that I obviously cannot see now.
I am back to the very same point I was at in April,
wondering which local company to go to,
just that now almost everyone is hired & at great places.

._.
alright, going off to smash up tablets.
(I feel rather loved when people smash up tablets for me when I am sick, cause I still can't swallow them!)