Be sure to read Part one here
I’ll be brief about this day, nothing noteworthy happened. I was feeling fine a lot better than the past few days. I managed to chat up with few girls and such. However, I soon realized it was a very empty experience. Even Major was surprised how quickly I “recovered”. Of course, it did help that my brother had a more troublesome time than I did on Valentine’s day, but that’s for another time. I was mainly trying to distract myself thinking I was all good. Something similar to how you get a cold and when you get a little better you foolishly think you’re cured and go off trying to have fun. Only to realize that it wasn’t a simple cold but was actually the Flu. Which proceeds to kick your ass the next day for you misguided decision. Despite, the momentary bliss I felt at the time, I knew it wasn’t going to last.