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Since coming home from the hospital last Sunday (March 1), I've been extremely tired & fatigue that I hardly have energy to do something productive. I guess having been alert in the hospital for one week has drained the energy from my body (which in general has low immune system) and has increased my serotonin level. And after a full week of living in that condition, when I came back home, everything dropped back to normal (as well as the serotonin level) and I could totally feel the fatigueness afterwards.

I thought I could rest this week, but I had an average of 2 meetings everyday that mostly started from after lunch until around midnight. I mostly arrived home well after midnight. So to be honest, I haven't had time to really rest well to recover my exhausted body. I don't even have the strength to do anything other than regular computer stuff (still using my office CPU, although my CPU has been lying around for 2 weeks after being repaired by my cousin!), regular work & meeting preparation stuff, and regular community stuff.

I did have at least 6-7 hours of sleep every night, but somehow I never felt revived, and I even had a hard time waking up altogether. Oh, let's not forget the restless, waking-up-every-once-in-a-while-with-weird-vivid-dreams quality of sleep every night! In fact, I felt even more drained because of that! ~_~

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Although my CPU is back, I need to reinstall every programs that I regularly use, because Windows XP was reinstalled after the last mishap, so the C drive in my CPU is empty right now! I just don't have the energy to do it, because I know that once I do it, I'm gonna do it until all programs are reinstalled. I'm not gonna stop until everything has taken into place like it once was. That means I need more than just a few hours (and most probably will lose sleep), because I need to put back all the lost files & settings (esp. those in Application Data in C:\). I'm gonna do it next week the soonest, after I have at least one full day free of any meetings and I can totally relax!

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This weekend, albeit a long weekend (Monday - March 9 - is a holiday), I can't really rest because of the 3 days Java Jazz Festival ^^; As tired as I may be, I definitely won't miss it!
More stories about JJF after it's over this Sunday. I'm gonna recap the jazz report in one entry ^^

Now what I need is to crash bed! おやすみぃ〜(∪｡∪)｡｡｡ｚｚｚＺＺＺ

This is my third (and last) night in Singapore, and I can't fall asleep yet. Jetlagged? Maybe. But I'm back to my 'normal' sleeping cycle :P
On the first two nights, I went to bed after 6 am, and slept all day long until dinnertime! O_O And so, I skipped shopping, eating lots, and walking around Singapore, because my whole body wanted to sleep instead!

Actually, it's good to transit in Singapore for a few days before going back to Jakarta and starting work the next day. I can rest a lot and recover my fatigue body much better here. Fighting against the insanely cold weather of wintertime in Italy & Paris has taken quadruple the energy, and thus on Jan 2 (the day I left Paris en route Singapore), my body reached its peak fatigueness. I really wonder how I had managed to survive living in the USA for 5 years before (4 years with all the snow!). Well, I did manage to get sinusitis as the result >_<

Moving on to another topic:
There's a pretty funny conversation between me and a French immigration staff at the luggage screening point in Paris Orly airport, on my way to Lourdes:

Him (while checking my hand luggage): Are you Chinese?
Me: No
Him: Nihonjin?
Me: No :D Keep guessing ~~!
Him: Korean?
Me: No
Him: Taiwanese?
Me: No

- pause for a while -

Him: Je t'aime?
Me: ...... HAA!? O_O (silently in my heart: you think I don't know what that means, huh?)
He grinned, looking satisfied that I seemed to not know the meaning.
Him: American?
Me: No, I'm not American
Finally he gave up...
Him: What nation are you from?
Me: I'm Indonesian
(Many people had said that I look very North Asian, so no wonder he guessed China / Japan / Korea / Taiwan)

Actually, when he said "je t'aime", I had wanted to reply with "je ne t'aime pas", but I totally couldn't remember it! >_< I was caught off guard and couldn't think of a good answer, for I didn't see it coming. I mean, who could've predicted that a French immigration staff would've said "je t'aime" to test my French ability? O_O
Too bad I didn't say it, because I really wanted to see the look on his face if I had replied with "je ne t'aime pas"! xD

Paris makes me want to learn French again! My 1-year of French lesson in high school has totally disappeared... leaving me with only a few words and sentences that I could still remember.