Sick

Greetings everybody,
I hate being sick. Its just not fun at all. I always happen to get sick at the worst times. So Friday I started feeling a little under the weather, but I refused to accept it. I kept doing all of my normal Friday stuff, homework during the day and being social at night. I felt bad, but not sick, so instead of meeting up with all my friends Friday night, my girlfriend and I just watched Breaking Bad all night. (BTW that show is awesome. It has convinced me that I would be the best drug dealer ever. If all those strung out people who can't think rationally can do it, I would be the best ever.)
Saturday I tried to do the normal pregame stuff with all the guys, grilling and playing volleyball. But I just didn't feel good at all. I tried to make it to the game, but was pretty sure I was going to puke by the end of the first quarter. I went home and went to bed before halftime was even over.
Sunday was the worst. I had so much stuff to do with a test this week, tons of homework, the GRE quickly approaching, and trying to find a grad school. But I couldn't pull myself out of bed. Every time I tried to get out of bed, I would make it two or three minutes before I fell back in. unfortunate.
Well I feel better today, but the stuff I wasnt able to do yesterday all needs to be done today, so I'm going to be going at full speed all day. Crap, today might stink.