Mood: Tired
Listening to: Officially Missing You - Tamia

The past few days have been eventful. I truly deserve a breakdown, or as my imaginary PR would say to the imaginary press, "extreme physical exhaustion"...haha, sorry Mariah. Oh by the way, happy birthday girl!

I was going to write about stuff that happened recently but you know I'm tired right. So here's the gist: major flooding caused by one of the hotel's apartments and the police was involved and one of the ruined apartments belong to a solicitor (lawsuit! haha). Botched reservation by a friendly hotel upset a female American guest a great deal (tell me something new) and she went into a cold bitchy tirade with the friendly hotel, just to find out that I dialled the wrong hotel (not my mistake...I just called the number listed, but funny nevertheless). Then a senior staff, whom I very rarely talk to, just opened up to me about the apparently poisonous atmosphere in the hotel, with people backstabbing other people, throwing false allegations around, ass-kissing, etc (I didn't even attempt to start that conversation...he just went off at a tangent). My sleep schedule was completely messed up, my insomnia kicked in and now my daily revision routine is disturbed.

Being the overdramatic operatic diva-queen that I am, I think I truly deserve a career flop and go to rehab.