Drained Out

i am rahayu the sicko...the one who clearly needs a break from all the rushing and physical exertion from all the chaos during work from the start of the week until today. The one who still goes to work every single freaking day this week despite being down with flu and sore throat (the kind with thick phlegm and mucus..) and acting like she's all well and healthy by not slowing down at all because of unforseen work circumstances. The one who should be spanked for clocking in two hours of sleep for the past three days (by turning at 4 plus am only) by not doing anything but surf the net and watch online videos in a daze instead of engaging in sweet dreams. The one who has lost her youth and vitality by having a face which absorbs whatever lame attempt to beautify herself with a touch of light make up and ends up with a pale complexion instead. That includes touching up...and the next ten minutes, can say 'bye bye' already to the colour of the just applied blusher to make herself look more alive....pffftt....


okay okay...I shall go and sleep now and not waste the next three hours sitting down infront of the pc like the past three days. 'Me' time includes sleeping time and not further torturing my already exhausted being by sitting down infront of the pc feeling so lifeless.


say 'good nite' rahayu..