Scene: Propped up in bed, with my laptop on my lap. Actually working.
Realised I had slid down considerably and could no longer be considered as sitting. Decided to remedy this by pushing myself upwards with my hands.
My knees jerked.
My laptop came hurtling down towards my nose.
I processed an audible sound of impact at the same time my tear ducts began working in overdrive.
My brother had no idea why I was weeping copious amounts of tears or why both my hands were cupping my nose and I was wailing something like “shooooo”. He gave me tissue.
Fortunately, it wasn’t broken or even cracked, though I did wear a giant ice pack across my face to slow the swelling. My cheeks got very cold.
Then I flailed about in my sleep and whacked myself on the nose again with my arm, and the next day I almost fell down the stairs twice, and also bruised my funnybone on the washing machine door.
Also, I may be developing lactose intolerance.
All this to say: Be careful while studying for exams, kids.
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