Once a year, I get sick. Coughs, cold, fever, all in one hit. I actually thought I would get by this year without getting sick, but alas, I thought wrong.
As I am writing this, my nose is leaking, my head is pounding and my throat is itchy.
Being sick brings out the pathetic whiny bitch in me.
So forgive me for not being little Ms. Cheerleader today.
I hate hate hate being sick.
This is what I get for running around in the rain with Amorsolo in Salcedo Park.