Being sick also reminded me a lot of my girls, and the days they use to get so irritated when I start flooding my desk with mucus drenched tissue papers. Ah, the good old times. How I wish we could all see each other as often again.
Surprisingly, I recovered miraculously fast this time. Till the point that I could even take up a job on Friday evening which required me to stand and work on heels for a number of hours. Basically a front line job where me and my fellow crew mates are suppose to usher in the pre-registered guests of the Chivas event at MOS Sunway. In harsher terms, I was THE door bitch. *evil giggle*
Oh, and I even conned Cincau into it too! Poor darling felt so exploited.
I’ve been caught up with so many things recently, that I don’t have time to put abstract ideas into concrete posts. Come to think of it, this could also be the reason why I practically ignored the fact that I was sick and continued working hard on my plans to dominate the word. Evil me too needs to have goals that are as big as the earth times two. Or maybe three. Hehe.
Okay, I was literally kidding.
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