Caught Dead With Flu

Damn you, Mr Sun. Your blaring light and blazing heat made walking under your nose unbearable. A short five minutes walk and somehow, my tee turned all soggy and wet. Such intense weather made you simply want to hide in a perfectly air-conditioned room with ice cold drink by your side. But wet tee and cool air don't mix along well and taa daa, sickness comes along. And when one comes, the others will slowly join us and, like the saying goes, the more, the merrier. Not for me in this case. With phlegm reigning somewhere along the trachea, mucus dripping from my nose, slight feverish, tomorrow doesn't look promising. Or maybe it will... As if all this isn't enough, there's the impending oral presentation which I could be the lucky one tomorrow to present and currently, only 50% of it is considered done. And I'm still gambling with the laptop, as if it's the cure of my disease. Maybe it is... Anyhow, hopefully, tomorrow I could just lay resting on my bed, refusing to wake up, ignoring the works to be done tomorrow............

Wishful thinking.