my third day of medical leave- which is also my last day in fact, and i am yet to do more fruitful things with the given time (though the clock is ticking much faster than i thought-which also leaves me with lesser time on my hands)

fast forward!
Processing
this word i officially hate as of now! everytime i go to ngee ann's stupid portal i am ALWAYS welcomed with this darn word of such fine minute print!

rewind!

talking about doing fruitful things! YES! i've yet to do something. My work has piled up high to reach the ceiling. (okkays i'm exaggerating much)
however, on a much lighter note, i do not really regret the time i spent doing other stuff.
meeting up with the girls for dinner.
going luggage hunting!
playing monopoly deal in the wee hours.
car rides.
tuition.
pedicures.

GOD! it feels so good to not rush for a few days in my life.
i certainly did not have to rush out of the shower fearing that i would be late to catch the train.
i certainly did not have to rush my make up
i certainly did not have to rush taking my morning vitamins
i certainly did not have to rush out of work fearing that i'd be late for tuition
i certainly did not have to rush back home fearing that i would not be able to wake up early the next morning!

I CERTAINLY DID NOT HAVE TO RUSH ANY DARN THING!

(for those that may not know my life well enough, i rush every single day, every second the hands of the clock moves- even if i need to pee!)

trust me these three days seemed like a vacation to me.