today is..

..the kind of day you wake up holding your head and desperately wish for the brass band in your head to go away. (hungover from the alcohol-free festivities last night)

..the kind of day you're considering taking a day off from work so that you could go back to sleep and not take a bath. (but i cant cause i've finished all my days off for my trip to bali)

..the kind of day that you want to dress all in black for office. (but only my blue top didnt require ironing so im wearing it instead of my mourning garbs)

..the kind of day that regardless what time you leave home, you'd still be stuck in traffic and be 20 minutes late to work.

..the kind of day that you feel so disjointed and removed from the rest of the world.

..the kind of day all you feel like doing is stare at your monitor and stare at you in-tray and stare at your new emails with no concious will to do anything.

..the kind of day that you want to listen only to the slower U2 songs on loop. (bono is king)

..the kind of day when you look in disgust at the exclaimation mark on the left hand corner of your keyboard. (cause nothing-exclaimation-marked could be used to describe anything-you right now)

..the kind of day when you need take out your emergency giant bar of toblerone white chocolate.

..the kind of day that even putting on lip balm requires effort and you realised you overdued for a mani/pedicure and a hair trim and your skin is dry. (thank goodness i have no client to meet today)

..the kind of day that the only text messages you received since morning is a bank notification and a request for a RM300 loan from an obscure friend. (fuck off, both of you. just fuck the hell off)

..the kind of day you call MONDAY bloody MONDAY. aah, bugger.