Yes ladies and gentlemen, this female blogger is sick.

Miserable, hot, weak are some few words to describe yours truly right now.

From the moment I woke up this morning, I already had a tummy ache. But still, given my parents’ strict training, I trudged on, coming into work late but still showing up.

The whole day was a blur of activities.

My boss has assigned me to take on some roles of persuading a few of our clients to do some deals with us, so it’s been busy. Plus, a few more requests popped in my mailbox.

But by noon, while working out at the gym, I already felt awful. My knees were knobbly and my tummy started giving me trouble. I was weak, just weak.

The afternoon passed by quickly, as I sought to remain productive even though my body was slowly yet surely breaking down.

Come 4:30 pm, I couldn’t take it anymore — I knew I had to go home or collapse right there.

I got home in one piece, barely made it and plopped to the bed and slept. Unfortunately, my friends K, M, T and C kept on ringing me so I was woken up a couple of times, dozing in and out of consciousness. Was supposed to go have dinner with K, M and friends but had to say no (which was so unlike me) because my body was really hot and weak.

It was really miserable, and I realized that you can only value your health after you lose it (mental note to take care of oneself better next time).

Come 9:30 pm, I woke up again.

I was starving and since there was no food in the house (blame it on the convenience of Taiwan), I had to go out and seek out food.

Felt like a caveman there.

The restaurant downstairs was already closed, so had to walk a few minutes to the Hsinyi Eslite Bookstore to grab some grub. The result? A hopefully, not-so-oily Pho dinner.

I was reenergized again and the fresh air did me some good, compared to being holed up in my messy bedroom.

But after a few minutes, I was weak again, and went back.

So what is this lady going to do tomorrow after all this torture?

PAINTBALL!

*shrugs*

Sponsored by my company and already asked my friend to go with me so hard to back out now.

But hopefully, I can survive the day (alive).

And one way to help ensure this is to sleep early and hope that I can recuperate soon.

Till then, and pray for my survival lo. 😛

And yes, I do admit, it seems that I am on a suicide mission.

I know, we have to be crazy sometimes.

Have a great weekend!