Crap day.

Today has been a bad day.

It all started off with a pee-related mishap and just got worse and worse from that moment onwards.

I was peeing into a little tubey thing as I had to do a urine sample. Instead of the usual single stream of pee, for some reason there was like four or something. It was the worst possible episode of pissingness to end up peeing in a bizarre manner. I was wearing a plastic glove, but somehow I still managed to get a bit on my hands. Seriously, there's ONE hole for pee to come out of, so surely there should be ONE stream of pee. I'm pretty certain I don't have four urethras! >.<

Next I got my gaviscon prescription. They gave me the peppermint one. I've only just got used to the aniseed one and the peppermint one kind of burns my throat. Why can't they just give you the original one instead of horrible mintyness?! >.<

Then my grandfather was a twat, I moped a bit, played some Mario Kart, re-realised I was absolutely fucking shite at it, got bad heartburn so had to take the vile pepperminty gaviscon and decided to comfort eat.

I got a bag full of junk food. It contained 6 little bars of dairy milk, zillions of lollies, a wispa bar (which ended up melting because I sat on it), those little chewy refreshers things, marshmallows, a big thing of jelly beans, two of those dip dabby sherbet things and one of those things with breadsticky things and chocolatey stuff to dip them in. I ate most of it but still have quite a lot of stuff left. I also ate some fries, a mcflurry and a doughnut from mcdonalds later on. =/ It all resulted in me feeling a little icky... it's really not surprising though!

Then I had an arguemnt-type-thing with my mother. She was being all mooby about the fact I want blue blankets for the baby instead of white ones and being all bitchy about the fact that I want to find the perfect towels. Apparently it doesn't matter what towels I get the baby. It's easy for her to say- it's not her baby! Personally, I want everything to be perfect and will strive to get the best things possible. (yeah, this should probably be in my pregnancy blog, but it contributed to my day being shit which is what this post is about!)

Heh, I know it all sounds silly, but gosh... It really was a horrible day! I'm sure there was more things contributing to the crappyness, but they can't have been that important to me or I would have remembered them.

So yes... Shite day... But feel free to laugh at how I got pee on my hand!

Bedrooms, Pain, Fucktards and Mario Kart...

I have a bed! Like, a proper bed! My room looks 100% different. See- lookies at piccies! I wish I had a before picture for comparison. It's a dramatic change and it's awesome. Spent hoobloads of time sorting everything out. Yay for productivity. In the 2 pics you can see most of the room. It looks dead tidy... Not as tidy as it could be, but considerably better than it did. I've emptied things, got rid of things and whatnot. Done hoobloads! I'm so proud of myself for being so productive recently. And yes, I am aware that my bed looks like it belongs to a 5 year old... I like it that way! =D

It was so weird this morning. I woke up screaming. I had the worst pain I've ever had in my life. It was like a crampy thing in my leg and it was horrid. After a few mins I kind of sorted it out, limped to the bathroom, peed, went back to my room and went back to sleep. When I awoke, it was still quite painful (and still is right now). It feels all achey in a weird way and hurts pretty badly if I bend/straighten out my ankle too much or try to walk up and down the stairs. It hurts when I walk too, but not as badly and I'm getting used to it now. I have no idea what's wrong with it. I've been trying to contact my mother to ask her about it (because she's a nurse and knows more about medical crap than me) all day, but as usual, her phone is switched off. >.<

I'm so, so VERY pissed off... Not because of my mothers ignorageness, but because of her brother. He hasn't spoken to my grandmother for months. She's really upset about it and she didn't do anything wrong. Some shit (that I'm not gonna go into) happened a couple of months ago and she kicked her husband out for like a day or something. It was only partly because of the shit that happened blablablaaah. Ever since then, he hasn't spoken to her. My grandfather asked him why he isn't speaking to her and he said it was because he's angry because of that, it's her fault he didn't get a job he applied for and apparently my mum has a right to side with her husband or something. He also seems to have a problem with the fact that I live here and his mother treats me as though I'm her daughter rather than a granddaughter. But yeah, it's fucking stupid. The stuff that happened between my grandparents is in the past now and was none of his business anyway... Excuse me, but HOW THE FUCK is him fucking up an interview for a job he wasn't even qualified for anything to do with my grandmother?! And the thing about my mum and stepdad... Well, neither me or my grandparents have any idea what the fuck he's on about! Anyway, these things are to do with my grandparents, my mum and her husband. Nothing to do with him. He's such a fucking twat and if I wouldn't get into trouble, I'd get on a train, turn up at his house and beat the crap outta him... Wanktard. I actually hate him more than I currently dislike his twin brother.

I'm currently re-addicted to Mario Kart DS. I don't really have anything to say about it apart from 'ohmygod I forgot how awesome it is'! If anyone has the game and wants to play against me, just give me your friend code! XD

Hoobletoodledoo!