I know I do,and that is the exact reason I'm typing this article.
I understand most of you will have seen the message "Fancy a £50 voucher?" Upon viewing those words, my eyes lit up like a broken fluorescent bulb in a crackden. My heart began to race, I turned my head dramaticly towards my laptop with the morning sun glistening from my six pack and a tear in my eye, I stared deeply into my laptop... waiting... wishing... dreaming for an idea so wonderful, so emotinaly compelling that it would mean I was in with a chance of winning £50.
As my eyes burned deep into each screaming pixel of my HP laptop I bought from Tesco (dont want to brag...), I lost all hope... it seemed like the light I once had was crushed and crumbled like a badly made flapjack. I moved to the mountains to seek guidance from old gurus, but they kicked me out of their practice and said: "What are you doing here? The train journey and plane ticket to get here was way over £50 and tbh I don't think it's worth it mate... you can put your trousers back on now..." Upon hearing this, I came to the conclustion that I may never get this £50.
I understant to most of you £50 may not seem like alot... but when you're from Norfolk, where you can count to 6 on one hand and the closest thing to transport is a rusty bus that you can get an STD from by just sitting down on the seats, £50 is like a million birthdays put into one.
Anyway, best of luck with ya coursework and if you plan on re-heating pasta in the microwave tonight, it tastes better by putting a plate on top of the pasta bowl then microwaving it as the plate will act like a steamer - meaning the pasta isn't rubbery and horrible.
Lots of love