The Wannabe Economist

I thought i was better after the adrenaline of completing 3500 words chinese essay in just 3 days gave me. Until i took a nap afterwards and woke up, deciding that i need to see the doctor at once.

Going back to the old estate, missing out on childhood chicken rice (probably because the boss has earned enough with the new found popularity these few years to go on holidays for the entire week), missing out on childhood bread.

Good thing at the end of the day, i bought cakes from the childhood bakery. Didn’t taste as good as it promised.

And hell with seeing doctor. If just giving medicine to help the symptomes is considered a consultation session, i can be a doctor myself.

Doctor Chongky: how are you feeling?

Patient PP: cough, flu, running nose, pain, think infected

Doctor Chongky: ok cough syrup for cough, panadol for flu, clarinise for running nose, more panadol for pain and antibotics for infection… NEXT PLEASE

Is dying. Coughing, sorethroat, weak. I thought i was just getting better.

Sick… and still need to do work. I can be down, but pace can never slow down.

I guess nothing beats eating a lot of fruits everyday (yet i still fell ill =((( ), doing work in front of tv with Discovery Travel & Living, and sliming down to 73kg.

Woo hoo. No more fei fei.

I am falling sick. Dizzy while having dinner just now. And then i felt like i can never be able to quench the thirst and ended up drinking a lot…

…water, milk, almond jelly (ok i ate this) and bird’s nest (it’s entirely Mrs Chongky’s idea). It only got better after i seeked refuge in the air-conditioned room.

Yesterday was sure eventful. Had my first interview of the year, which i would say went well except for the neglected fact that the company is looking for immediately employment.

Gave this company a piece of my mind too. If the department didn’t deserve it because the screw up happened with the operation side and technically they didn’t contribute to the happening of the mistake, they probably deserve all the shouting i gave them because of their unprofessional attitude. Not that i would expect myself to be even civilized in this situation, but i’m not a staff with this particular listed company on the SGX and thus have no obligation to behave in the most professional manner. I believe with this incident, our clubbing life has come to an end. We might have already entered this unknown blacklist the system hides somewhere deep underneath all the programmes, and when our I.D.s are scanned, a prompt will appear on the screen to instruct the bouncers to deny our entry.

In any case, when i have the money to spend, i swear i would go to the ataps clubs, not those meant for boys wearing plastic frames and keeping extremely short hair. Or any other associated clubs under this umbrella company.

On a lighter note, i have ended my term as the events manager. I reckon now i’m free to do whatever i want, including trekking in the city.

Frankly i prefer trekking in the wilds, but if i can’t do that, the next best alternative would be carrying the beloved backpack and hike around in the city.

Time to go catch up with sleep. Another long day tomorrow. And have to look after the kids.

They are just like me. And my bro. Never fail to fall asleep on the sofa just because it feels different from the bed.