My God. From now on, I shall forever hate January. I mean, the closest thing to a good day in January would be the first, but even that day is crap, considering it usually consists of a massive hangover.
But.....that wasn't why January sucked so much this year. First, there was this REALLY nice day. The snow was.....well, there isn't a word in any language to describe how perfect the skiing conditions were. So, naturally, I went skiing. Was fun. Until I hit the ******** tree. It wasn't even my fault! Gah! I mean, it's not my fault some little kid decided they wanted to go zooming right in front of me. Of course, rather than hit said little kid, I turned. Straight into a tree. Damn tree. Now I have a nice big greenish black bruise all over my stomach. It goes from about my hips to my chest (The later of which is UNATURALLY painful) Boobs were NOT meant to be squished up against trees like that. Ow is right. Hehe. At least I'm not a guy. That would REALLY hurt. *snicker*
Then of course, being all sore, I go home, get mummy dearest to go get some lovely painkillers. Even then I couldn't move for a few days without nearly passing out. It wasn't so bad right after the tree (for about 15 minutes) but...yea.
So then, I go back to school (got to miss a week; couldn't get out of bed) only to remember I had exams coming up. ********. And a term paper. Nasty beastie. I hadn't been able to go to the library yet. It was due today. Obviously I didn't finish it. My teacher, being the a** she is, won't let me hand it in late. She claims I couldn't have gotten a laptop or something and done it at home. There goes 25% of my final grade. Crap.
That and I have a host of exams next week, and there is no way in Hell (or heaven for that matter) that I'm going to pass all of them. I mean, it was a long shot to begin with. Hmm....maybe I should have paid attention in Chem. all semester....
So now I'm royally screwed, and in pain besides. This has been one of the worst periods in my life. Well....Not really, but I'm feeling dramatic.
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