What started to be a slight, nagging buzz in the head evolved into a full blown migraine by late evening, and it took a turn for the worse this morning, when I found myself shivering in my sleep and opening my eyes proved to be a challenge when the glare from the daylight triggered more discomfort in the head.

The moment I sat up I felt nauseous and the pain, fuck man, the pain.

I ended up calling in sick.

By noon, it was so bad that when I stood up, the nausea just overwhelmed me. A few steps proved to be a torment, and the hollow feeling (you know how migraine is at one spot? I had 2 spots of pain, one on each side) made me a little incoherant.

Like, I wanted to say delirious, and I typed delicious.

I couldn’t quite stare at the monitor without the glare irritating me.

I walked into the corridor’s wall cos I was quite disoriented.

Like that how to go to the doctor’s?

My incessant whine was hushed when someone whisked me from home and dropped me off at the clinic, and to make my way from the carpark to the clinic was…torturous.

The moment I reached the clinic, I just wanted to lie down on the floor cos it felt so heavy and it was as if I have so much brain that I have to rest it down.

The doctor started the conversation with how sorry she was to call me “Mister”, and went on to dissect my name and why people would mistake it to be a male’s name.

Let’s just say if only the consultation was as long as the discussion about my name.

So. About the chest and heart.

Apparently ECG wouldn’t be good enough, blarblarblar, okay.

Bought Aston’s to line the tummy for Synflex.

Synflex is awwwwwwwweeeesssomeeee.

Someone suggested I go for hormones check cos migraine is usually hormones, or so she said. I joked it must be menopause for me.

Got home the glare made me fall asleep.

Bad move.

Costly trip to the toilet.

Fruitful evening for some work done.

I joked with Claris how it must be the stress from knowing how today I have to meet my boss and the migraine sets in.

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My colleague mistook me to be another colleague yesterday.

I was trying to steal food from her area, and when she heard my voice, she said, “CANNOT!”.

It was only when she turned and she saw it was me and she said, “Eh! It’s you! I thought you are Hanson (yes, a guy!!), you want to eat? TAKE TAKE TAKE!!!”

My lovely colleague is one whom I will miss much, she will always come to my cubicle to make sure I finish the leftovers or whatever snacks she is sharing. Her justification is always that I can afford to do so, and I believe she thought I could save others from obesity by making myself so.

Anyway, I said with mocked horror, “I take offence that you took me for a guy!”

“You guys sound alike!”

Oh dear.

Boohooo.

Mistaken to be a chap for 2 days, one because of my name, another due to my voice, I believe it is God’s wry sense of humour after how I said I would like to be a guy and have a KKJ.

Dinner was a brilliant affair at Pasta Brava even though on my way there I could feel the migraine creeping up.

This time, my appetite was back and I could take on appetiser, main and dessert all at once!

We had soup, carpaccio, ham and melon, the chocolate sirloin, veal and carbonara. The ice-cream with coated chocolate was fabulous but the most charming dish was the lava cake. I have always love lava cakes, but this one is sooooooo rich, yet the chocolate is not sickeningly sweet, and the cake texture was just about right.

The threesome enjoyed our dinner, and thanks Siren for the recommendation, and I have heard nothing but good things from the other 2 food critiques, it does say something about the food there.

Headed over to collect some surprises for myself/others, and had a great evening just cooing over the lovely pieces.

And my other blogshop purchase finally arrived after 3 weeks, and it wasn’t too bad, indeed!

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Tuesday was Karaoke night with Siren!

We were so cold that our nipples quivered in unison, I tell you!

I was jumping onto the couch and screaming into the microphone while she serenaded me with her charming voice.

We snuck food into the Marina Square’s Kbox, and I bumped into one of my partners who had just became a dad recently.

Congrats!

We were joined by Ed, and I left after crooning from 7pm to 1+am!

Once I upload the pictures, there should be more things for me to write about.

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Oh.

Monday’s poledancing class has left yet another mark, this time on my shin.

I had a fabulous time and there is actually a GMILF in my class.

GMILF = Grandma… well you get the drift.

Gosh!

Anyway, Jiali and I went to SMU Ice-cold beer for chilli and chips, and chatted till late before bidding each other goodnight.

It was a nice night to catch up, and I actually survived without my handphone. So proud of myself!

And we spoke of the chap whom I used to have a 10-year girlie crush on *blush*, and how he should be getting married soon.

Even my first puppy love is married with his son just turning a month’s old.

Gee.

Nevermind. Mine is turning 3. Muahahaha.

Monday night was spent peeling useless McDee’s monopoly tabs. Almost 100 of them. One go.

End results? Mostly the same old same old without any winning tabs, except for some surprises for instant win:

6 apple pies, 1 milkshake, 2 coffees, 1 mcspicy, 1 fillet o fish, 1 pack of small fries, 1 travel monopoly, $10 Toys’ R Us vouchers with $50 purchase, 3 x $3 off petrol, Starcruise voucher which means 3rd and 4th pax travel for free.

I thought my efforts were well worth the Sentosa Cove!