currently playing: matchbox twenty - unwell. (ironic-nya)
i missed a finals paper today.
yes, you read right.
equity and the law of trusts I, to be exact.
i have never missed a finals paper in my entire life, no matter how sick i was.
come to think of it, i guess i’ve never really been unwell enough to actually miss one.
as i told aisya, i took my health for granted.
and you’ll never really appreciate what you’ve got until it’s gone.
so here i am, bundled up and on the verge of another round of incessant, chest constricting, vomit-inducing coughing.
i’m holding it in though; ummi’s sleeping and the last thing i’d want is to wake her up. she’s been taking care of my sister who’s still in the hospital, and i can tell she’s completely wiped out.
i’m so used to being healthy that this sudden high fever-cough combo comes as a big surprise. it doesn’t happen often, if at all.
it’s strange to feel so tired and yet so restless all at the same time.
i can’t sleep any more; the very idea makes me nauseous.
to read makes my head throb.
and so here i am, chilling to rob thomas and co, trying to deal with what just went down.
missing a paper is a major deal. at least to me.
reality hasn’t sunk in just yet though. today was a definite milestone event.
strangely though, i just don’t have enough in me to care right about now.
small steps. i gotta focus on getting my breathing back to normal first.
next paper’s this sunday.
ya Rabbi yassir, wa la tu ‘assir, tammim bi al-khair, na’am?
insya Allah.
enough said here.
