if not for the damn pain in my stomach that came with my period.
and so i was forced to curl up in bed for 2 days, cursing, and whimpering like a 5-year-old [when i was ALONE in my room, of course. no way in hell would i ruin my tough-in-sickness image. am not like the men in my house who tend to get noisy and dramatic when they get sick]. come to think of it, i feel that this month's period was kinda weird. i mean, i haven't experienced any significant pain in my stomach that's related to my period for like, 5? 7 years? but then my stomach hasn't been in good shape either, seeing that last month i gotta visit the doctor [normally a balm is enough] just to stop the squeezing pain that turned my fingers cold.
oh well. guess i should be thankful that my stomach's getting better, and that it made its stupid act at home and not on the plane [it turned out my dad and i cancelled the trip to my mom's hometown, since my grandma's sickness seems getting better]. or else it'd be like hell up there [i did get sick on the plane when i was 7, had to stay in the strapped bed until we reached the airport].
still, to think that i let 4 days of weekend go wasted just like that............ >.