ALRIGHT

ok now who cursed me?

speak up now!

it's like the universe is so against me or someone really wants me to take a break from work. why? coz i've been on MC for so many days now, it's unnatural... at least for me (i understand some of you take MCs pretty often *cough cough*)

if you didn't already know, i was away in BINTAN during the national day weekend. 8-10th August. It was great only for the fact that i somehow manage to get a temperature on the last day and pretty much stayed in the resort freezing in the burning heat of Indonesia.

yes, it sucks to be sick in a foreign land.

my passport ready to go..

the waters were beautiful my camera skills don't do them justice i swear

shopping.. really old sch00l shopping over there.

when i was still well. LOL gotta love the blue sky...

i was poppin panadol but that's about all the medication we had and so about 4 hours of sweating it out, i was finally on a boat ride home.

so i head to the doc got my meds (some fever pills and the great antibiotics)and MC for the next day and then bummed around making it back to work the following day and well.. alls good.

yay rite? no...it gets worst.

at work i'm planning a camp so here we are doing all this crazy admin crap and all this fine detailing, me still groogy with antibiotics that never seem to end and we all know we HAVE TO FINISH THOSE DAMN ANTIBIOTICS. so ok, while tryin to get hold of my volunteers (who seem to have so much problems i'm not sure why that i've half the mind to tell them we don't need them as we can manage.. but i'm quite sure we can't so...) and making sure my work place allows these volunteers, i was hoping to meet up with them to discuss the camp details and a little of our students background but to date no news from them (sigh), i was still a little grey but getting better by the day.

NOT to mention the camp shirts were a little late in the print shop and now we're crossing our fingers as to if we'd get those shirts in time. i doubt it but what can i do?

yes o the hussle.

o and did i tell you i'm STILL on MC!??!! why? coz my crazy dog took out his anger on me and bit the hell out of my fingers that caused an infection. erm.. yes 70% of dog bites are from house pets. i'm still a little shaken from it and i was still mad at him until today when he pretty much begged for forgiveness by crawling up to me when i was eating at the table...

so here i sit unable to do anything much with a double up on my antibiotics from 2 diff doctors (yea doctor number 1 was a stupid idiot that charged me so much but basically didn't do anything but prescribed antibiotics which i'm still on since doctor number 2 told me to carry on taking it), an injection and another anestatic injection in the finger, a minor cut with some small blade to squeeze out the pus (it got infected) and wat ever nots and a ton of other pills with a big bandage on my finger and my arm aching from the injections.

O the drama continues.... let's see what happens during the camp shall we?