an injured valentine

hhaha, i don't know where that title came from. hahahaa. it has been a fruitful day. ever since my mum came, i have spent my days toiling away doing something laborious. today was no different!

first i helped my mum weed the garden. i swear some of the plants' sap smell disgusting i wanted to gag. it was so tiring i wanted to die. i was just standing against a rake stoning watching my mother weed. i don't want a garden in the future or rather i need a gardener.

my mum bought a desk for me today. a kitset which required assembling. i was like oh easy peasy! cos i thought it would be like ikea simple assembly. boy was i wrong. i spend four hours hammering, screwing and even gluing bits of wood together. i nearly died. PLUS, i tripped over a piece of wood with metal studs sticking out and i managed to skin my foot in 3 different places. i wanted to cry. it was a horrible booboo and i thought i would die of pain. did you know that when you imagine that the pain you feel was longterm, it totally agravates it? its quite funny really

so im sitting at my nice new desk with skinned feet but still feeling an incredible sense of achievement. just that certain things on my mind are irritating the heck out of me. piss off would you? hmph!