I woke up with the hugest headache imaginable. If it wasn’t for me feeling all hot and sticky I would still be flat out on bed. I squinted my eyes finally realizing that I left the blinds open, its past noon according to my clock’s digital display and the AC is off. So that’s the reason why. In addition to that, I’m still wearing my clothes from yesternight and dawn. I dragged my body out of the bed with herculean effort – my muscles ache everywhere – stumbling on my way to the comfort room. Facing the mirror, I almost did not recognize myself. Smudged make-up, tons of eye bags, pale-faced and hair sticking out everywhere – wasted look, indeed. Not my usual self. My father would kill me if he saw me looking like this and if he knew what I did last night.
What I did last night.. No regrets though. I’ve accomplished one of my wildest dreams. And I’m pretty proud of myself. I did it!
Stop! I know what you’re thinking. I’m telling you, that’s not what it is.
