It's the thought that counts

This week has been epic hell for me. I woke up this morning to a horrible cough and a low-grade fever. Unfortunately for me, a low-grade fever is nothing compared to the hell I'll go through if I miss a periodic test.

I think this fever is a manifestation of the roller coaster of a ride my week has been so far.

Ugalino, our class genius and personally, one of my best friends, came back from Azerbaijan. Needless to say, his absence was caused a whole lot of alkdfjhakjhga that I'd rather not expound on. And his return has brought me unexpected glee.

I was also able to make one my best friends happy, albeit not as happy as I think he feels he is. (That didn't make any sense :P)

This week is blah and this post doesn't make sense.

I'm using this post as an excuse to bask in the wonderful greatness of the wonder that is my new laptop, lovingly bought for me in a dire time of need. My desktop had gone belly-up on me, if you must know.

At this point, I am blogging, not because I have free time, but because I have given up. I have given up, not because it is hopeless, but because I lack the capacity to study or even focus right now. I lack the capacity to focus right now, not because of distractions, although those might partially be the cause, but rather because of this raging fever that renders me coughing every ten seconds.

The dust and cold air doesn't help my condition either. I doubt, then, that another swig of Bernardo Carpio or Tandang Basyong Makunat will help me at all. If anything, it'll most likely aggravate my condition.

So I am leaving my tomorrow morning free to cram and my Econ and Chem periodic test to chance. Not to mention a pending Econ long test and a presentation which will be the deciding factor in my DL-ing-ness.

Don't worry, this post isn't supposed to be coherent. I shall blame it on my affliction. *coughcough*

Despite that all, as I have mentioned early on in my post, I have a lot to be thankful for. I have wonderful friends who love me and whom I treasure so dearly that I would rather get sick for than to leave them bored :P Let's hope my continued relations with them don't spread my disease :P It'll be like Korea and AH1N1. How fun.

The end of the week is two days away. By then I will have taken seven tests, given one presentation, submitted a comsci final project, a doomed math project and a lifesci storyboard. By the end of the month, I will have completed my Singapore Book Circle Preparations and booked my flight and by January I will have done all in my capacity to help my groups, both in STR and my elective.

I say this in a manner of WILL and not SHOULD HAVE to strengthen my conviction. So as I read back on this entry, my guilty soul will leave me helpless against the prying eyes of the past me who wrote this. Yes, I'm talking to you, future self. Go do your homework instead of wasting time typing senseless things like this for the minuscule reason that the keypad feels soft and nice under your tired feeble fingers.

I have said enough, and the tone of this entry is somewhat odd in its formality. I blame Les Miserables and Victor Hugo. Curse his literary prowess.

I shall bid you all goodbye and shoot my future self a look of contempt. Don't forget to do your homework >:(