Time Out

It’s only the second day at work and I’ve fallen sick. Gastric flu, so says the doctor. But I think it’s my stomach going on strike… yeah, finally, it has decided to rebel against the owner for working it too hard with her constant snacking. Seriously, I have no appetite for anything. So, looking on the bright side, falling sick’s not too bad if I get to lose some weight.

The year didn’t seem to start well for my family. Mom fell down yesterday and might have fractured her hand. Dad looks old and tired. Sometimes, I wonder how I would cope without them. I hope that day won’t come so soon.

Anyhow, I shall not let these dampen my mood. 2006 shall be a greater year!