After spending a terrible sleepless night due to a mysterious dull pain on my right shoulder during which I had woken up every hour to apply my ever trusty Counterpain (which unfortunately did help for only ten minutes before wearing off) I woke up this morning feeling like shit. Had some plans for the day but was seriously considering just staying home. However I knew that it would be for the best if I did not stay home to mope the entire day, so I quite reluctantly left for uni.
It wasn’t the best of weather; the sun was blazing hot and there was a bad haze which made me feel worse than ever. I spent a torturous two hours in the lecture hall where I tried my best to not doze off despite me feeling so extremely tired. I was also sniffling as the flu had decided to visit. It didn’t help that the room was so cold, that I didn’t had anything to eat or drink before, and I was surprised I managed to come out of the hall at 2pm still alive. I hurried off to get some currypuffs to fill my tummy and a bottled water before rushing off to Subang to meet my Grandma who was bringing me to the hair saloon.
I was not in the best of moods, was already sporting a red nose and spending an impatient 5 hours smelling toxic hair products made me feel like death. It did not help that I wanted quiet but unfortunately I did not get quiet. Also the hair did not turn out as expected. But I was too tired to do anything about it.
Went home, screamed and made somebody mad, did something I wish I did not do and missed someone greatly. Certainly there were also other factors which made today a day I wouldn’t want to go through again, but I do really hope to get a hold on my impatient side and learn that even if one is really tired and not feeling well, it’s not an excuse to be rude.
It’s just so hard though. To practice patience when one is thoroughly irritated, feeling so sickish AND on an empty stomach, and having spent a really lousy day. Or month.
And the worst part is, I feel a throbbing on my right shoulder now again…