That summarizes everything in this post, ladies and gentlemen. I, Kit Pabiona, 17 is officially sick, groggy, feverish, choleric or whatever you may call a sick person. I have a magma-level fever and sore throat.
Last Friday was our Acquaintance Party at the manor and we kind of went over the top. Disco started about eleven and ended at 1am. We went hope 1am. That's one factor.
I woke up at 8 in the morning to help tatay with his presentation (tatay isn't techie okay?) It was raining as hell and we had to run out to the rain to eat for lunch. Tatay never brings an umbrella, we never do.
What I did was stupid, very stupid. And all of those things contributed to my ailment right now. I feel like my head is going to explode, and that I have this hydrocephalic cortex bobbing as my head.
So what did I do? Local traditions say you have to 'sweat your way' out of the fever. I took a bath. Then I used water therapy. Pero bakit super sakit parin ang ulo ko?
Is this punishment? Maybe yes or no. But whatever it is, please bear with my pain./KP
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