I Don't Feel So Good Mga Nobela at Kwento

I don't know what's happening to me. I've never felt so... sick! I feel hot and sticky... and achy. My head is spinning and I can't seem to focus on anything. I feel like I'm walking in and out of a cloud. Everything seems so disjointed. I don't understand what is going on right now. All I want to do is sleep.

my ex slurs. And suddenly, I am definitely not feeling okay.

[LIZZY] Since I woke up this morning, I’ve had this awful gut feeling. It’s hard to explain, but it’s like something really bad is about to go down. I even taste this weird bitterness in my mouth. Could just be a sign of an impending sickness, but I trust my body and instincts. I know something’s off.

I blush, feeling all over the place. “What are you talking about?” He furrows his eyebrows. “I don’t know” I sigh, knowing what’s making me feel like this. Always coming at the worst times. Well that explains the nausea and jumbled emotions all day. “Lovely”

Maybe it's hard to love me. I laughed and looked up. I sighed weakly and continued packing my things. But I quickly stood up as I felt like I was going to be nauseous again. “Fuck!” I muttered weakly. I feel really bad. I don't seem to feel like moving right now. I was also drowsy, and dizzy. I sighed weakly and looked in the mirror. I closed my eyes tightly and calmed myself. When I felt better, I went out to the bathroom and picked up my cellphone. I dialed the number I wanted to call.

It's good that we were back. "So how was it? The honeymoon, you look happy" She teased and I swallowed a hard lump of the toast I was yet to chew. Do I? Ha! I might look it but I feel far from it. It almost feels like I'm empty inside with an unbearable heat clouding my chest. This is anything far from happy. And it sucks! Perhaps, it's due to the subtle change of the weather? Or it could be because I can't handle the thought that Diego might actually be avoiding me.

"Is it anything I did?" He turned to look at me. "No. Why would you think that?" I shrugged. "I don't know. I just worry." "Don't. You're fine. We're fine." He sighed. "I just have this feeling that something's up." I get what he means. Sometimes, I feel like something bad is going to happen. That someone is about to ruin things right when it's all been so wonderful. I feel that almost every day. It's sitting in my stomach while I sip down the last of my smoothie. That feeling of foreboding, like someone is about to walk into my office and break some terrible news.

“Is it anything I did?” He turned to look at me. “No. Why would you think that?” I shrugged. “I don’t know. I just worry.” “Don’t. You’re fine. We’re fine.” He sighed. “I just have this feeling that something’s up.” I get what he means. Sometimes, I feel like something bad is going to happen. That someone is about to ruin things right when it’s all been so wonderful. I feel that almost every day. It’s sitting in my stomach while I sip down the last of my smoothie. That feeling of foreboding, like someone is about to walk into my office and break some terrible news.

I muttered,my countenance changing. “What happened? Do you feel ill , nauseous or dizzy? Are you feeling lightheaded?." Jasmine asked,her voice laced with concern as she felt my temperature. “ I don't feel any of the above. It's just that I missed my meds for yesterday and I am kinda scared. I have a bad feeling something is going wrong but then i am going to be alright. No need to worry about me. I am going to be fine.” I said and stretched out my arms,my eyes glistening with persuasion.

"I'm fine." "You look pale." "I said I'm fine." Jeffrey walks in. "Everyone ready? We need to leave in fifteen minutes." "I'm not going to school today," I say. Everyone stops. "Why not?" Mom asks. "I don't feel good." She comes over. Puts her hand on my forehead. "You don't have a fever." "I know. But I still don't feel good." "What hurts?" "My side. Right here." I press my hand against it. Her face changes. "Your side?"