So I don’t mean to be negative, but this has just not been my week at all! I always go on the trampoline with my iPod when I just need a few moments to escape from the world and get rid of some frustration, and trust me, that had been building up for several days…
So anyway, me being the idiot that I am decided to go on the trampoline after a mini hurricane. It was going perfectly well at first, all cosy in my hoody with Taylor Swift’s I Knew You Were Trouble blasting in my ear. And well, I must say, even though I knew the previous thing that had been annoying me was trouble (most definitely) I didn’t expect my moment of exercise to be the same.
While bouncing around minding my own business my right foot decided to twist inwards and go all wobbly for no apparent reason (yes, it had done this weeks beforehand… refer to older Rant Of The Weeks.) I landed straight onto my bum with my foot twisting inwards. This of course sent my phone, and Taylor Swift flying in all directions (soz Tay hun.) One very wet bum, oblivious brother, and many tears later, I decided to drag my body indoors similarly to the creepy girl from the Ring.
My dad then tried to fix the issue with a bag of frozen vegetables, while my mum later swapped it for a less heavy bag of chips, aka, tonight’s dinner (needless to say, my appetite disappeared for once in all my nineteen years…)
