sick and hating it.

you know that feeling that you are not sick enough to have a legit sick leave, yet there are all those compounded little pains (a pesky three-week old back pain isn't little, me thinks though) that hinder you from thinking straight or doing any decent work (not that i do decent work in the first place)? well, that's what i have right now. which is fine, but i get moments where i have constrictions somewhere in my chest (not my heart) that makes it hard to breathe making me cough. could be my messed-up bronchioles.

and of all the times to need to work hard, it is this week. thank god, ate maco is very generous is giving praise. when i offered to help her with hers, she kicked me out of the office to go home and rest since i was done with my task. the next day, i texted an apology for forgetting one course that i just needed to copy and paste. she replied in a gist that it was no problem and good job. yey!

still. i need my rest. much as i'd love to go to lovapalooza (not to smooch, my friends. public display of that kind of affection is not my cup of tea. kahit pa si john prats o si piolo pa iyan. on second thought kung si piolo...) to watch sugarfree, i think i may have to respect the call of my very abused body to just take a rest on a saturday night and content myself watching budoy (original sigbin!) on pinoy big brother. let's all pray together that tatit finds company. hehehe!

i'm fine. could be better. and monitoring is a month away. i pray i'm well by then. hay.