No. Really. I am in Singapore.

And now at 12.19am, as I am chatting to 2 colleagues, and psyching myself up to go to work tomorrow……

………. my fever is back to 38.1.

And today, I managed to drag myself into the hot sun for something really unexpected(already arranged too long ago, cannot postpone, so I dragged my sorry ass out).

I did the wrong thing of heading for dinner thereafter, thinking I can function like a proper human being.

I felt sick and headed for home before I could catch up with rest of the girlies.

NOW?! After watching the replay of team USA men winning the relay, I think the heat got to me.

And last Friday, my boss apparently asked 2 of my colleagues if I was overseas for a holiday instead.

I can only think that he suspects I am in Beijing all these while, since my previous trip to CL finals was a stunt too many find hard to forget.

I am cold. No. I am hot. No. I am just having my brains fried.