I woke up this morning with a killer headache.
But I popped some (legal) pills and headed to work.
But it doesn't end there, oh no, .... some guy decides it's a good idea to cut in front of me.
Finally I get to work.
I was expecting a hooray or something cuz YOU DON'T KNOW HALF OF WHAT I'VE BEEN THROUGH ... but no.
My colleagues couldn't be more uninterested to see me.
I push through the day until lunch time. As per usual, the food sucked.
Then people start to realize that I'm miserable.
At that point I decided to go home.
Which is what brings me here, in bed, constantly blowing my nose, and writing about it on BuzzFeed.
Why did I write about it?
Because I want your well wishes, because I was bored, because I feel like shit, but more importantly: where else does one go for fun?
Also: REASONS WHY THIS POST SHOULD BE PROMOTED:
1. Because I'm sick, and laughter is the best medicine (and happiness comes from being promoted on BuzzFeed, or something, I guess).
2. Because I just made a website!! YAY! I want everyone to go see it!! Why? Because I'm that desperate. ( awnnp.webs.com )
3. Because it is the worst mood booster ever.
4. Because the more people tell me to get well, the faster I will get well (proven by science! .. I think ...)
5. I need love too!
(Also, this isn't a desperate attempt to get a promotion, OK, so stop whatever it is your thinking bub.)