Had a stressful week doing pointless things such as getting stuck in mud and getting cold as top cover:


Then today we had mega stress trying to get out of camp. We had to put the vehicles back together. Then we had to get our hung over colleague up and ready to leave. Then we had to sort out the hire cars. Then our hire car got a sticker on the window for parking illegally on camp. Then the guys got in trouble for not cleaning their room before leaving, so they had to go back and clean it… it was like everything was against us leaving.
Then we finally got out of there
And after being a bit scared by the chef’s diving, this happened:


There was a crash on the opposite side of the road, so cars on our side were slowing to watch… the cars in front of us slowed right down, so we had to brake pretty fast. The car behind us must not have reacted quickly enough and slammed into the back of us. I was sat in the back left passenger seat, so I got most of the impact >_<
Urgh, FML.
You’d think that after a crash ike that, I’d drive home carefully. Nah. I was so sick of being on the road that I speeded like I’d never speeded before. Racing down the M40 singing along to Jimmy Eat World. Yeah. That’s how I roll.
Listening to: Rachael Cantu – Your Hips Are Bad