Friday, March 04, 2005

And then I got sick.

I woke up saturday morning thinking that i was going to die. It was the day after Open House and I was exhausted after not sleeping for 2 days. I woke up because I couldn't breathe. My lungs had decided to do me a favor and stop working. I staggered to Majo's room and collapsed on their bed. And my dad picked me up later that afternoon and brought me home to Makati to rusticate. I was in agony for five days. The verdict: Respiratory Infection and Exhaustion.
Special thanks to Maui Bear for listening to me blubber on, to Jeriel for the banana and juice, to Marco and Carlo for the moral support and to Mari for the massages.
Somehow part of me wishes my sickness was worse so i wouldn't have to go back to school. Ever. Or face the fact that I am failing. Grr.


clang said...

failing?!? *gasp*
something is wrong here, puddytat.

Gaea's Apprentice said...

Oh dear... I'm glad you're still alive. Well, at least enough to post, but alive nonetheless.