It’s barely one hour past the stroke of midnight into the first day of Chinese New Year, and I’m already a little tipsy (from the lychee champange that my sister popped open slightly past midnight). My tolerance for alcohol is crazy low now.
Still struggling to mark, but failing terribly. Shall continue tomorrow. I still have a stack to accomplish over the next two days. How I wish I didn’t have to go visiting, could stay at home to sleep and battle with the impending flu (that never seemed to have really left despite the medication).
In the meantime, Happy Chinese New Year to everyone reading!
xoxo,
A very bloated, red and slightly tipsy me.
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why you remind me of the work i haven’t done!
I remind myself about it – that stack of papers actually sit on my table and stare daggers at me!