NITS!

I'm seventeen years old. And I have them. THE HUMILIATION, SERIOUSLY!

I enjoyed an overnight treatment last week, and woke up to find the little rotters dead all over my sheets. This made me happy. So I enjoyed a nit-free five days or so.

But now... I find the eggs in my hair! I have just spent a lot of the afternoon getting trying to pick them out. This included even snipping off bits of my hair. But they are superglued on!!

It sucks so much! I'm so repulsive! I don't even know where I got them from. I don't hug many five-year-olds, let me tell you that.

Also, doesn't it annoy you when someone promises they will write you a long email the next day, and you know they're there, but they won't even write a short one saying "sorry, I'm too tired, maybe tomorrow?"

Heh, my life is so sad atm. Work shadowing is awful! Well not awful just... boring, deadly boring. At least I know now that I don't want to be a primary school teacher.