....I Think im dying!
i got up this morning with no energy and couldnt face breakfast... i just thought i was tired so i went to work, by the time i'd driven there i decided i should have stayed at home.
i nearly yakked in my car on the way in even tho i hadnt eaten!
so i waited for my boss to get in and then went home.....i must have walked about ten passes from the shop when who do i bump into?.....mr M.
i couldnt not believe it.....he shouldnt have been in my home town!?
i wasnt sure it was him to start with until he said hi ash?! the worst conversation of my life. it went like this......
M: HI ASH
A: HEY
M: HOW ARE YOU?
A: IM SICK, JUST GOING HOME.
M: OH IM SORRY HOPE YOU FEEL BETTER.
(THIS POINT M STARTS TO WALK AWAY, WHEN I SAY....)
A: WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE??
M: IVE GOT THE DENTIST.
A: OH I SEE, BYE THEN.
I then walked off.
was bloody awful. not only did i look like shit but i could bearly drag a sentence together, i was concentrating too hard on not being sick.
i bet he thought thank god i got a way from that one!??
i wanted to look hot when i next saw him so he'd realise how he fucked up by letting me go!!?
i then came home and cried alot.
now laying on bed as i dont have the energy to move.
bad bad day.