The worst week of my life. ever.

[bunsbop]

Officially the worst week of my life.

With my Mum on holiday, and me left with my Dad and Brother, I went to work Monday night and came home feeling unusually exhausted. I then spent the rest of the night vomitting out of my mouth and arse.

I was so sick that I was actually scared, for a split second. I panicked. I'd genuinely never felt so shit before in my whole life.

So I heaved up air for another 3 hours, hallucinated that an old man was trying to sell me pirate DVD's at the end of my bed, hallucinated that one of my friends was collecting glasses in my room and also felt snaked wrapping themselves around my legs. How horrible.

So apart from nearly dying, I had the next few days off work and tried to prepare for my driving test. Along came the day, and I failed.

I would've passed if it wasn't for my stupid parallel park.
Everything that could've gone wrong this week DID go wrong. And to top it off it looks like I probably wont be able to go out tonight to see one of my bestest friends and drown my sorrows.

Thanks for listening, chaps.