I deserved to die.

I woke up with a fever/aches/no energy, popped a pill, went back to sleep to 3pm, felt better so went for Chris's rehearsal. I felt really lethargic towards the end of practice and when I came home I had a fever again so I went back to sleep. Just woke up with ZERO WORK DONE! And I've so much to catch up especially since I'm lagging behind after the concert!

But now I'm really drowsy and it's tough to concentrate on reading..

Life sucks, take drugs ):