Crashed

Friday evening I went straight to Kenneth's place to catch up on sleep. Wow. 10 hours straight. Its like I took 2 tabs of Valiums but no, apparently that's the effect of the medicines I'm taking, I am becoming more passive and slow and drowsy. I hate it.

Saturday came and I just have to get my blood all flowing so we went for a swim. I had a swimming class. 3 little girls, Kenneth's sister and cousins. I really don't wanna teach "family" cause I know how a handle kids, I'm too strict and as much as possible everything should be running smoothly since its a class. I know I was too harsh on them, but they learned, that was what's important and I get to work out even for a bit. It was a bad idea though, I had fever that night. Boohoo.

I was already asleep when Carlo texted where I was and he's really bored, I replied then they asked if it was okay that they gatecrash. Kenneth thought it wasn't a good idea cause I still need to rest (again), I jumped off the bed and told him I'm bored and its nice to have other people in the house. Then of course, he said okay. Carlo and Pao arrived 1am and they had steady booze(ye, no more drinking for me) but we were up 'til sun rise, they were singing to Air Supply and Parokya ni Edgar. We swam again later that day. It was a steady Sunday. Then again, Carlo, Pao and I had to go back home already. We were singing to Bob's songs, windows down and I was sleepy again.

My mom told on me already, I should stop going to Bulacan cause of my new condition. It sucks. If she only knew, despite the travel time, that's my only chance to deeply rest. I'm following...my doctor.