uh god i hate flu season

I woke up today and felt so disgusting. My throat started hurting last night, but I didn't think much of it because sometimes it does that & then I sleep & my throat heals itself. HOWEVER, that was not the case. I woke up at 9 for my Portuguese class. 9 o'clock on Saturday morning for a class. yea. My nose was all stuffed up, my throat killed every time I swallowed, and I had a headache. & anyone that knows me, knows that I DON'T get headaches. Oh, and I also had a fever, but I always feel like fevers don't count b/c its not making me misserable. the hicups are more vile than a fever. Whatever. So I went through the whole "oh god, i hate being sick" bit, drinking throat coat, and layed in my bed (which is about 23462346°F) b/c I was determined to feel better. I stayed in all weekend & we were going to go to Lips b/c it looked like a good time & its really amazingly close to where I live.
WELL, GUESS WHAT I MISSED? ONLY THE COOLEST EVENT OF THE YEAR: THE NYC PILLOW FIGHT @ UNION SQUARE. Uh, I'm so angry at myself. I had it written on my calendar.