What a shit week !

Here is an update as people have been complaining that I don't update often enough *cough cough yedra* so esto es para tí nena!

Terrible week, totally wiped off the calender due to illness. It all started on Monday night when I started to get a sore throat and then when I woke up Tuesday I felt like death warmed up! Could hardly move or anything, managed to eat about 10 bits of pasta and felt a lot better after, however come the night I made the mistake of thinking I was over it and headed out to watch Man USA V Barca which was a HUGE mistake! As afterwards I felt terrible! And I kept feeling terrible until Saturday which was when I could eat my first proper meal since Monday! No idea what was wrong with me, I was shivering one second, sweating the next, being sick of cups of tea, headache, massive sore throat. The only thing I can think of is due to the weather, at the minute during the day it is extremely hot, however with Salamanca being quite high up at night it can get quite cold and this is easy to forget and I think I made the mistake of going out on a night with only a top and no jacket and the cold got to me, esp come like 12 midnight it can be quite chilly and I think that is what happened to me, however on the plus side being out of action for a week let me crack on with y oral presentaton which is coming along and so it wasn't all bad.

The week before? Well it was quiet up until Thursday (my Bday) when Florent and Benoit (Léa's two friends who are on a work placement in Leiria (Portugal) came to stay and my god, are they obsessed with sex, Benoit is about 25 and was going around drawing cocks on Léa's bedroom door with shaving foam, which was funny at the time to be fair. On Thursday Malargey, Léa, Em and I went for a few sherberts but em went home so we went on to meet Tom, Kirsty, Matthieu etc and got quite wasted, I am shit with Tequilla and Mathieu kept insisting on me drinking it, however I was in no state compared to Tom, who after a while we had to take him home and nearly carry him up the stairs and put him to bed, the next day he phoned me wondering how he got home? Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.
More followed on the weekend, with Saturday being a big one, with everyone totally gone and a good night was had by all, until supporting Malargey she decided to fall over and I went with her and thats when everyone decided well we gotta call it a night, or it was going to get messy....
Sunday morning was hilarious as when everyone got up we were just sat in the living room without anyone saying anything at all, just looking terrible and trying to piece together the night... Thats enough about that as I'm starting to sound like an alcoholic.....
Anyway, that will do, me voy a duchar.