I used to imagine how great life would be if I could just take a day off from the busy schedule and then just enjoy the whole day in my cozy bed. However, I never thought the reason that I can take this day off is because I’m having a fever.
I woke up in 5 this morning, not because I’ve got enough sleep. My head was hurting like hell. I kept rolling in my bed for about an hour. My head was torturing me, it felt so bad; it was like something has broken in my head and I just couldn’t take it out. So I decided to skip the TOEFL class in case I might faint in class.
I slept for couple of hours. Be precisely, it didn’t call sleeping at all. It was more like, um, a mental torture. I kept having bad dreams that scared the hell out of me. When I woke up, I couldn’t sit up because my head was hurting so badly and it felt so heavy that it couldn’t leave the pillow. So I went back torturing myself. Of course, I had some porridge and some pills. But they weren’t helping, at all. I have slept for a half day, I guess, and my head is hurting even more. I suddenly wish that I’d rather not have the day off. I’d rather be in class.
My mom says, having fever isn’t totally a bad thing; it’s a warning from my body that I’m too tired. I guess, last year, I really had pushed myself too hard. I thought I was capable of everything. But I forgot that, I couldn’t possibly win the battle with the virus. It’s time for me to get some rest. Well, from now on, the next year is very essential, maybe I should start taking care of myself. Health really is the most important thing, huh?
I woke up in 5 this morning, not because I’ve got enough sleep. My head was hurting like hell. I kept rolling in my bed for about an hour. My head was torturing me, it felt so bad; it was like something has broken in my head and I just couldn’t take it out. So I decided to skip the TOEFL class in case I might faint in class.
I slept for couple of hours. Be precisely, it didn’t call sleeping at all. It was more like, um, a mental torture. I kept having bad dreams that scared the hell out of me. When I woke up, I couldn’t sit up because my head was hurting so badly and it felt so heavy that it couldn’t leave the pillow. So I went back torturing myself. Of course, I had some porridge and some pills. But they weren’t helping, at all. I have slept for a half day, I guess, and my head is hurting even more. I suddenly wish that I’d rather not have the day off. I’d rather be in class.
My mom says, having fever isn’t totally a bad thing; it’s a warning from my body that I’m too tired. I guess, last year, I really had pushed myself too hard. I thought I was capable of everything. But I forgot that, I couldn’t possibly win the battle with the virus. It’s time for me to get some rest. Well, from now on, the next year is very essential, maybe I should start taking care of myself. Health really is the most important thing, huh?