2 weeks to go and I am still standing.
No actually I can barely stand, the coming 2-week countdown will definitely crawl like a sick drunken bitch after an all night party.
My stay this time is not as bad though. The first one was one hell of a tough stretch. Not only the weather, I was not really ‘geared up’ to last that long. I didn’t cook or had meals out, I was starving to death through out the 10-hour day work, plus walking to to/fro work was damn taxing. Oh man, I was about to give up! I lost kilos and kilos, when I went for my time off, missus said I looked like a form 5 kid and my mom said I shrunk like a kurma, it was apparent on the chest and shoulder.