It's been a month. It's crazy I know. It's only one month and I feel like I've left this island for a long long time. So much so I'm taking time to re-adapt myself and relearning everything I've known about this place.

Sky-high heels don't seem to fit no more. The sun glare is hurting my eyes more than ever. The humidity is becoming more horrid. I've forgotten how to dial my office's phone. My arse has gotten bigger. And today, I had to ponder which station to alight to get to my office.

I haven't got a good memory and this one month away has left me a little retard. Everyone and everything has become a little familiar yet, quite strange in my eyes. It's like being abducted by aliens and regurgitated back to Earth because even the E.Ts couldn't live with me.

Now I'm plonked back to the realities of life which I wished I had all the time to escape from. If for every minute I devote my time at work I get a life saver point, I think I could redeem for a really non-sucky life. A happy singleton. If only it works that way.

But enough of me grousing about my life. Apparently there are homo sapiens out there who have no food to pick on, no clothes to put on and nobody to hug them to sleep. I should just shut up and move along.