I’ve never lost appetite before, but I think when extreme exhaustion hits, I have an extremely small appetite, and it scares me. Okay fine, maybe not a lot, but a teeny weeny little bit.
The weekend of SWC09 is over, but it was soooo (to the power of infinity) much fun ferrying the swimmers, talking to them and handling matters at the secretariat office. I miss my girls (S&E) already! Of course, ST was ever so supporting to everyone and I’m sure he appreciated all our help there, be it real work or just pure entertainment.
I might be in danger of losing a bet and having to treat one of my girls to Royal China dim sum @ Raffles Hotel – but we’ll wait for the day to end before I know if I have officially lost the bet. We just need to wait for the swimmer to fly out of Singapore before the bet officially ends.
BX has been wonderful through this really busy and tiring period, he ferries me (via cab) because I was absolutely in no shape to take public transport home, and he came for the sunday finals where 3 world records were broken! Though he did admit it wasn’t his cup of tea because he’s not involved in it, I really really really loved the fact that he made a point to come down and watch, and to wait around for me while I ran around like a headless chicken trying to coordinate the transport and shuttle services.
Lovesloves to my boy. (:
I am honestly suffering from withdrawal symptoms for SWC09. So tempted to go down and look for them for dinner later, but I’m still really tired. All I want to do is to sleep.
Snores.
Anything beats sitting in this lecture listening to somebody preach about salt intake. Yawns.







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