Sunday, May 29, 2011

Fly me to the nearest beach resort...

After a long week of fever, stomach flu, travelling, tight deadline at work and late nights, I have a burning desire to hop on the plane to the nearest beach resort for a 3D2N spa getaway. Best if I can just do NOTHING and stare at the sea...On second thought, I need at least one week.

Sometimes I wonder how my parents coped with work stress when they were young... They too had to work hard but didn't have the money to go for holidays nor getaways. Yet they survived and remained sane all those years.

Am I a spoilt brat??

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