Waking up the following morning, I felt even worse than I did yesterday. Why must the second day be the worse one always? I groaned as I rolled over to my side. My stomach and my back were hurting so badly. I hugged the pillow close to my stomach and nuzzled on the pillow. I had already started to consider my options if I went through with it. I can barely keep myself straight up with the pain, I already felt weak, and if I have any interactions with the opposite s*x I might feel even worse than I already feel. I sighed to myself. I can't really bail out on this one since this is an important project. I pushed myself up and started getting ready slowly. I took my time since it was still kind of early, and I really didn't want to push myself to do anything.
I headed out the door as soon as
