It was a "policy" never to order room service or indulge in disgusting self-pity hiding in apartments/hotels. However, it was just too much to bear. Its yet another case of bitten tongue. Contrary to speculations, it wasn't a case of failed suicide attempt.
It was indoor the whole day, reading magazines so I could dump them and not bring them back to Singapore. The house keeping drove me out so they could clean the room and I escaped to another common reading area. My 3 meals were rolled into one. No room service, I walked 2 minutes to the cafe at my doorstep and packed the food. It was a 3-course dinner, no less (1 course to represent each meal!).
Dinner with Cartoon Network was great (albeit terribly painful) and I fell asleep on sofa.
There need to be more discipline when it comes to health issues.
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