Today, I’m sick. I have tonsillitis. I have to rest all day, and I remember when I was a child and I was sick.

When I was a child, being sick was the excuse to stay at home all day, watching cartoons and not going to school. It was like a holiday’s day, but just with some pain somewhere. I don’t have to worry about homework or what it was made on school the days I wasn’t there. It was a time just for relax with pain.

But now, it’s really different. Now I’m sick and I have to miss some days of class, and I’m really worry about the school, if I’m missing something important difficult to make up for. And now I can’t spend the day watching TV or do something fun, because I don’t feel in a good mood for doing that, I just want to rest in my bed, taking the pills to make the pain go away. But I have to write this, because is my homework, and I should already done this, but I wasn’t at home these days, so I have to do it now. It’s a lucky I feel a little bit well and I can do this.

So that’s my conclusion of being sick: Now, it isn’t as cool as it used to be. And another conclusion is that carnival is not good for my health, and I wore two sweaters and a scarf, I can’t understand it.

Now, the only thing I can do is close the computer and rest, and hope that I feel better tomorrow and I can go to school and don’t miss more class.

I’m happy I have a thing that is easy to heal with just pills and a few days of rest.