Fell ill after doing an all-nighter for my politics essay, which was due in on Friday. As mentioned, it was on a topic of my personal interest, that of ASEAN. As mentioned, one realises how interesting your own neighbourhood is after leaving it.
Went on down to Bath on Saturday, still nursing that awful flu, and attending SoulAsia Food Festival on both weekend nights. Singsoc sold excellent curry chicken, mee chaim kuay, Milo Dinosaur, pineapple tarts and kaya toast on Sunday. :)
Overall, the company I had over the weekend was excellent. It really was. I would even go as far to say that the trip to Stonehenge (yes, I was up close with 5000 years of history!) and Bath was made memorable more of the company than of the places themselves.
But having fallen ill, other than irritatingly slowing me down, has had its up sides. Ever since falling ill, and also possibly due to the romantic notion of the advent of spring, along with it being Lent, I've gotten more contemplative. This physical slowing down, as given me more time to think and reflect on what the hell am I running on the mill for. This comes timely, after hearing what Ben had to say about this insatiable appetite we all have to outdo each other. The focus becomes on others, then on ourselves. WOuld we go as far as saying this is a rather Asian perspective to life? A competition? I won't dare hazard an answer, really.
But, for me, this illness has definitely helped me put things into perspectives, calmed my nerves and slowly help me regain the focus on my centre.
And its off to floorball now!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Uncle T
