long weekend, supposedly stress-free

But it wasn’t, trust me.

I was on sick leave last Thursday because hell yes I was sick like a pooor chicken raised in hellish 2×2 net cage. I was really hoping I’d get well the following day because I took a planned leave and I should be rockin’ like a tree bird to enjoy such a long weekend I gifted myself. But then fate is not really kind to me, not only that I had such funny fever I wished was the h1n1 virus so I’d be dead by now, I also had a big fight with my best buddy - an enabler to be kicked out of his life forever. How sad could it get, right? 

Then came Friday, still feverish but I was more concerned of my emo status and how swollen my tiny stupid heart is. I called one of my girlfriends to stop by Ortigas and meet me. She came with her soon-to-be boyfriend lol who I like so much. They really look good together and the guy is sweet like my friend, they sure deserve each other. Anyhoo, we spent the whole night until the next morning together. I had margaritas and a good crying fit.

Saturday wasn’t friendly too.  I wasn’t able to have enough sleep, plus my allergy with alcohol is killing me. I hate it much because I can’t get too drunk when I need to. Erhmm, mkay who needs to be drunk anyway?

So there, the whole weekend was uneventful. Of course there were happy moments and nice and fun and whatnots. But in general it felt like a waste.

I am looking forward to next weekend. And I am hoping it’d be better.