Whoever's still stuck with the ancient believe that chicken pox would be much worst a case when u got it at an older age should reconsider this myth now.
It's either Acyclovir 400 really delivers what it promises, or I'm a lucky bunny. Instead of getting fugly poxes all over, it kinda ended up looking just like a mere pimple outbreak =) I'm wondering if anyone would believe I even had a pox attack before. Think my boss!
Yes friends, I confidently declare that I've recovered from chicken pox now. Sad to say, my work's resuming next tuesday. As dreaded as I am of my 2 weeks' mc initially, I'm actually beginning to appreciate the beauty of slacking at home. Think how 14 days of staying at home can save u of the trouble of putting on make up & draining ur brain juice over what to wear for work or towning. Totally shiok can?
Anyways, this afternoon I've got my virgin exposure to the air out of my house ever since I'm down with chicken pox but it ain't exactly an enjoyable experience as I'm kinda caught in the rain.
No, not that hot guy rain in korean series Full House, dumbass. It's the falling water from the sky I'm talking about here. Was walking back from 7-eleven a few roads away from my house with a plastic bag containing a triple packed kinder bueno hanging from my wrist.
Adventurous... The street was so flooded I couldn't differentiate the road & the pavement. I couldn't decide where to stop at the traffic light to avoid the typical car-dashes-by-then-water-splash-on-clothes scenario. If the rain gets any heavier will I soon be unable to differentiate the reservoir from the pavements too? Oh gosh, I can't swim! & my house's just a minute's walk from the reservoir can?
Rain. Something many hate. Plans are wrecked, picnic sandwiches becomes soggy, rice becomes porridge. Yet we forget to see how the heat subsides, the haze disappears and the plants get a break from the scorching heat. Even I get to enjoy the nice cooling effect from it. Refreshes me =)
Rain. It makes my sandals wet, & my birkenstock soggy. The eeeeee feeling. Other than my feet hating it, the rest of me loves it.
Now, I'm about to get going out to meet a few friends for the usual slacking, guess what's stopping me giving me time to write here? The Rain. My feet somehow tells the brain not to torment it by walking in the wetness of the rain. Sick, but true. I hate wet birkies, demoralizes.
Well still, I have to put my feet down (no puns about it), and get moving. Delaying won't make the rain stop. Life must go on. Flowers can only blossom when sufficient rain falls over it isn't it?
I'm a blabber. I'll be back. Rain or shine =)
It's either Acyclovir 400 really delivers what it promises, or I'm a lucky bunny. Instead of getting fugly poxes all over, it kinda ended up looking just like a mere pimple outbreak =) I'm wondering if anyone would believe I even had a pox attack before. Think my boss!
Yes friends, I confidently declare that I've recovered from chicken pox now. Sad to say, my work's resuming next tuesday. As dreaded as I am of my 2 weeks' mc initially, I'm actually beginning to appreciate the beauty of slacking at home. Think how 14 days of staying at home can save u of the trouble of putting on make up & draining ur brain juice over what to wear for work or towning. Totally shiok can?
Anyways, this afternoon I've got my virgin exposure to the air out of my house ever since I'm down with chicken pox but it ain't exactly an enjoyable experience as I'm kinda caught in the rain.
No, not that hot guy rain in korean series Full House, dumbass. It's the falling water from the sky I'm talking about here. Was walking back from 7-eleven a few roads away from my house with a plastic bag containing a triple packed kinder bueno hanging from my wrist.
Adventurous... The street was so flooded I couldn't differentiate the road & the pavement. I couldn't decide where to stop at the traffic light to avoid the typical car-dashes-by-then-water-splash-on-clothes scenario. If the rain gets any heavier will I soon be unable to differentiate the reservoir from the pavements too? Oh gosh, I can't swim! & my house's just a minute's walk from the reservoir can?
Rain. Something many hate. Plans are wrecked, picnic sandwiches becomes soggy, rice becomes porridge. Yet we forget to see how the heat subsides, the haze disappears and the plants get a break from the scorching heat. Even I get to enjoy the nice cooling effect from it. Refreshes me =)
Rain. It makes my sandals wet, & my birkenstock soggy. The eeeeee feeling. Other than my feet hating it, the rest of me loves it.
Now, I'm about to get going out to meet a few friends for the usual slacking, guess what's stopping me giving me time to write here? The Rain. My feet somehow tells the brain not to torment it by walking in the wetness of the rain. Sick, but true. I hate wet birkies, demoralizes.
Well still, I have to put my feet down (no puns about it), and get moving. Delaying won't make the rain stop. Life must go on. Flowers can only blossom when sufficient rain falls over it isn't it?
I'm a blabber. I'll be back. Rain or shine =)
posted by Angie | Sunday, April 23, 2006
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