Sick sick sick

Oh Dear!!! It's been ages since I was this sick. Had terrible case of food poisoning. Started feeling nauseous since 8pm plus. The trauma (i.e.: vomitting, diahorrea & fever) started since 10pm plus and lasted till 7am odd. It forced me to wake up every alternate hours to visit the toilet and the basin. Damn. It's disgusting.

Well, I thought I would be strong enough to last through the morning where I could visit the clinic, but i was so wrong. 5am plus was my ultimate and I thought I could just faint from the lack of sleep, exhaustion and the empty stomach. Had to wake my brother up from his sleep to send me to Mount Alvernia. Ended up with one bag of medicine (as in there were more than 6 types of medicine which I had to take).

I don't know how I managed to control it, but the moment I stepped out of the lift, I just threw up into the platic bag I brought with me. It was around 7am when it happened. Guessed I kinda scared those kids on their way down to school.

Took the medicine and I ended up throwing up again in less than 5mins. Damn.. couldn't sleep well in the morning too. 'Cause I was waiting for my colleagues to vall (for my work handover) and the neighbor's baby was in my house, playing and squelling). So I ended up sleeping around 12 noon instead after a night of trauma. And oh! I couldn't even take a single sip of water or the whole action starts again.

Enough of this throwing up stuff. Am still feeling weak (haven't been able to take a normal meal yet) and slight diahorrea still on the way. Nevertheless, am pretty uneasy about what's going on at work. Something seems to be missing or out of place for this time. Guess I mite just make a trip to the office tml.

Damn. It feels so sick to be this sick.

Shorts I

Many nights, I lay in my bed, tossing and turning, clumbering in my dreams, trying to find answers to other people's matters and matters of my own. When did this first begin? How did this begin? Why did this begin? One of the many questions with no answers.

Each morning, I wake up to find myself repeating the same old procedures; dragging myself out of bed, brushing my teeth,get on the public transport and squeezing in amongst the many people, igniting the sardine can symptom. Is this the existance of the Matrix?

I fear no. Many nights as I looked upon the sky, or stumble upon situations with a sense of deja vue, I began to wonder... what if there's another me? Another me who has been there, done that? Another me, somewhere in the twightlight zone, waiting to be saved. To be saved? From what? From who? From where?

I.

Back from BKK

Yup. Finally did it in a spur of moment (almost). Went to book the tix for my 7-day trip to BKK not too long ago, and had less than 2 wks to do my research and plan the itinery. And yes, I went free and easy (with my bf)... not with the tour grp (so boring....).

Not too bad for beginners. Let's see...

Day 1:
- Went chaktuchak from 9am to 3pm, non-stop w/o food and w/o going to the toilet. The funny thing is that I kept drowning myself with mineral water and yet I didn't feel the urge to answer the call of nature until much later. Must have down at least 6 bottles of 250ml during that period. Boy... am i a water tank or wat? Anyway, it wasn't as bad as I tot it would be. I perspired a lot though. Btw, i only managed to comb half the market. It was simply too huge for me to complete in one day.
- Went to Suan Lum Night Bazzar. Not too bad. Air-conditioned shopping area (somewat like our Bugis Street, but in a even better env).
- Cab driver drove us to the wrong hotel.... after going several rounds along where our hotel actuali is. Had to walk about half hr in the middle of the night, along the wulu wulu streets, back to our hotel.
- Hotel: the iron rod that holds the shower curtain was not fixed to the wall. The whole bar drops (including the curtain) when you tug gently.... heater spoiled.... bathroom floor soaked... haiz.... my 'wonderful' 3-star hotel

Day 2:
- shopped whole day...
- went for "Thai Girl Show"... was a bit disappointed as I was expecting acrobatic performances... nonetheless, still an eye opener. Some Ang-mos couldn't take it... their expressions.... priceless.

Basically, the remaining few days had me:
- touring the whole of BKK (i'm not kidding)
- kana conned by a syndicate to shop at "Thai export centres" (horrible... from a 'lecturer on the street to a tuk tuk driver, and to a 'doctor' volunteering his services at the temple on the make-believe "Buddha Day")
- eating tom yum soup & waffle (various kinds... everyday)
- listening to their latest hit songs on radio (& singing to the sales attendants in order to find out the song title)
- kana mistaken as a Thai almost everywhere I go
- got my hair cut and hair colored
- kana flood in the midst of shopping (@ night) & drench... almost up to knee level
- and spending hrs to walk from one shopping centre to another (each building abt 20-30mins walk from one another) in search of THE BRAS.

So, if you need to go BKK... guess i could still offer an advice or two on where are the best places to shop, and what you can expect from each of districts (i.e.: less-travelled backlanes of Chinatown offers wholesale shoes ranging from S$4 to S$12 & etc)...

hmmm......