5.29am. Monday.

I’m online doing show prep, after downing a Sausage McMuffin with Egg. I hope the large Coke has enough caffeine to keep me going…

I couldn’t sleep last night… No surprise to me, actually.

For the past week, my schedule has reverted to its topsy turvy days.

Woke up at 5pm on Sunday… Why? Cos I slept at 8am on Sunday… The reason why I couldn’t sleep the previous night was because I woke up at 4pm on Saturday. And that’s because I slept at 7am that day … … All right. You get the idea.

I’m doing mornings for the third year already, but well, the owl in me is still going strong.

Apparently, the jetlag from my previous life as an ang moh hasn’t totally vanished.

Yes, I really think I was an ang moh in my previous life (or lives!) . What else can explain my fascination with blonde hair? (I’m gonna kick the next person who shouts “That’s because you’re an Ah Beng!”) And my inability to hold a pair of chopsticks properly?

Anyway… Since I’m a Chinese Singaporean in this incarnation, I’ll resolve to operate in the GMT +8 timezone. It’s gonna take a while to go back to the normal routine.

I predict today will be a tough day. Help!