Finally, I’m sick. After all the mandarin oranges, biscuits, snacks and junks, tons of carbonated drinks, my body finally can’t take it anymore. Well, I’m not the only one at fault. Everywhere you go on CNY, they don’t serve you plain water. Some refuses to give me water when I requested for it. There! I’m sick! Happy?!
And I’m wide awake at 6 in the morning, sitting in front of the computer blogging and finding stuff for assignment due end of March. How geekier can anyone get?
I hate being sick. But I hate running nose more. My nose is like water hydrant and it’d be a wonder I’m not dehydrated.