Just let me hibernate till Thy kingdom come

I'm coughing, sneezing, having a blocked nose, my voice sounds like a tranny n I'm feverish. It was so bad that I had to take a cab home after work. 

And I used to laugh at pple falling sick easily. Now the joke is on me. I do not want to think of the medical bill tmr. 

On an optimistic note... I get to rest! Yay! I just hope my pretty boss is understanding enough. 

I know I shouldn't be sleeping w the fan n air con, but I can't help it. My room is too stuffy. And this is the first time in a long time that I fall sick like this!! :( 

Aiyo, y can't I fall sick during CNY... Then I don't have to go visiting. Don't get me wrong, it's not that I dislike my relatives. I just don't like the crowd during CNY. 

Hmm. I guess bfast, lunch n dinner for tmr will be frozen food n indo mee. :( 

God, pls heal me.

Had a major seizure again on Wed. It wasn't so bad, cos my Trinity had alerted mum n she was there with me. 

Sometimes I really wanna eat those multi vitamins n whatever tablets that claim to do ur health good. But I'm always scared that they'll clash with my meds. 

This noon, I was trying to nap when I started having minor seizures again. Sigh. Lord, I know its ur timing n I do have faith. In fact, it's faith who's prolly kept me smiling all these while. But u know how much I yearn to be healed. 

I'm not saying I want to be healed so I can go havoc n party with friends. But it's sad when just going out for a meal drains ur energy. I really wonder how I survive on weekdays. Normally by end Tues, I'm dead tired already. 

I'm blessed n fortunate I guess. Others can't work. So I shouldn't be complaining. But who doesn't want to be healthy? 

Dear Blogger, 

I have not deserted you. I have just switched to Dayre under the username of pamelanessa, as it's really cute to use. 

However, since i'm limited to only 500 words there, i'll prolly come back once the trend dies. :P 

My overnight Batam trip

Went for a short holiday to Batam w my colleagues. I really wasn't keen on this trip as I'm not too close to them n flat broke. Ntg sucks more than having to travel when u have no $. But no choice, it's supposed to be team bonding. Thk God for my mom who loaned me $100. Enough? Not enough!! Tip for pple like me who likes to buy snacks n go massage at Batam. Bring at least $200. And make sure ur debit card is activated before traveling. 

The moment we arrived, we were taken to various places for shopping, like factory outlets selling Superdry, A&F, Polo Ralph, Burberrys.... N places selling crackers, chillis, etc.. N a seafood place, which I can tell u my mom's century egg porridge taste better. Last stop was a massage place called 'Sawadika', which means "hello" in Thai. Hmm, isn't Batam in Indonesia? Lol, nvm. 

The massage was the worst I ever had. Massages are supposed to be in a relaxing environment with instrumental music, n privacy. What we had was rows of matresses on platforms, seperated by curtains. The only 'music' were the masseurs chatting loudly in Bahasa. 

So I was asked to strip to my undies, wear the shorts provided, wrap the towel around myself n wait. Honestly, in that kind of environment, I felt it resembled more like a cheap brothel than a massage parlour. Hey, even cheap brothels have seperate rooms for their clients! 

And to my colleagues' n my annoyance, the 3 masseurs attending to us decided to open the curtains, saying nothing to be shy. Excuse me? Nvm. The 3 of them then started yakking so loudly to each other. Mine kept burping n my colleague's said it must be because we ate onions n passed the wind to them. Yeah right, whatever. I don't even like onions to begin with. After the session was over, they even said in bad mandarin: "dun forget to give tips". Sorry hor, u give crappy service, dun expect a single cent from me. Did I mention her skilks were horrendous too? 

Back at our hotel, we saw that there was a spa too, very reasonably priced as well. Decided to book a hot stone massage for the following day. 

Back at our room, which was cosy and clean, my only complains were that National Geographic channel was down. Good thing there was HBO. The toilets need a bit of maintenance though. My shower handle n drain were spoilt, so was my colleague's toilet bowl handle. And the room was rather dim, even with all the lights on. 

Buffet breakfast was ok. I guess. Only the porridge was nicer than the other usual mee hoon, omelettes, etc. i guess it's because bubur ayam is an Indonesian dish. 

The hot stone massage was fantastic. Though not the style where they place different sizes of warm stones down ur spine, the kneading n pressing of the stones were so comfortable, if my damn debit card was activated, I would take another hour. The masseur was so nice as well that I even gave a tip. 

Wanted to buy my dad a nice Ralph Lauren shirt for his bday, n my boss was nice enough to offer to sign for me first, but I have no idea why the Caucasian brands in Indonesia just do not come in XXL. My dad can't fit into anything less than a chest size of 43'', so I always joke there's where I get my big boobs from. :P 

Anyway, my luggage is full of snacks, and I'm still hand carrying another 3 plastic bags combined into 1, also full of snacks. Fat die me. 

Overall fun level: 4.5 upon 10. 

Tip: Avoid 'Sawadika' spa. And dun bother w the ayam penyet from the malls.