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don't stop the music*
Todo lo puedo en Cristo que me fortalece. ~ Filipenses 4:13, Nueva Version Internacional

목요일, 8월 04, 2005
well blow me down and call me loony!

right now i'm probably on one of the last tasks that i will attempt in the duration of my attachment, and it is fun, but still i can't help but feel slightly unfocused. my mind is whizzing everywhere, and would you know it, i'm firing on all cannons at about 10 in the morning, travelling at light speed.

but the thing is, i just can't concentrate. it seems the more active the mind is, the more difficult it is to keep one's mind on something sober. arrrrggghhhh. my mind keeps on flitting from one thought to another - then i look at the clock and sigh again. my cross-stitch mini project is calling out from the recesses of my bag, begging me to sew a couple more stitches, bringing me one step closer to finishing it. i can't wait to go home to rest after a hard days' work, and look forward to receiving Boy's email, which always makes me smile.

today the a/c in the office is reaching arctic temperatures. Boy would be pleased to know that i am not, in actual fact, wearing any form of arctic gear, and am as far away from an arctic tern as you could possibly imagine. i can just feel the hairs on my forearm start to stand, as one's hair would when listening to horrible singing, as the air-con vent above my head sweeps its chilly breath over me.

brrrr.

this cold intolerance must stop. i can't sleep if it's too cold. the past few nights i've been waking up in the middle of the night in a cold sweat for no apparent reason, with a stitch in my side and clammy feet. i think i really can't take the cold. not even simulated cold.


this reminds me of Boy's technics turntables back in d-land. i chew on a piece of belinjau and act all pensive. maybe i will need to tapow a few bags back to hongkong.

what is wrong with me? concentrate tanya, you fool. i think i shall call this affliction 'waiting for friday'. given, there's still one whole day to go, but having something to look forward to is better than having nothing to look forward to, if you understand me.

right. what was i supposed to concentrate on? ah, yes. suffice to say, it's another contract. well, bye for now then.


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