5 steps to a shit story

1st rule

Well hello unimportant people of the world, as my mother would phrase it if there was a rating of most annoying people in the world i would be at the top. Im avery i have this thought all the time that i should of had a name that suited my personality like shit head or casanova you know something exciting cause avery just sounds like the annoying blonde bitch on the cheerleading team ( my greatest apologies to a female avery but seriously it does)

The whole purpose to this story is to leave a memory of the shitty person i was and for always be cause I'm definitely going to hell. So let me tell you of this world we are in and how much you envy to be the rich bastard on the tv.

My big fact, i am a cancer patient with stage 2 brain cancer my doctor said i might have brain cancer but it doesn't stop the sarcastic mean and offensive comments that come out of my mouth, Yea she's right to be honest.

So let me tell you about a story that is filled with me meeting dickheads and then them finding out i am there worst nightmare.

I literally live in the hospital i cant complain i find it funny to annoy the old people on 3rd floor. I have a roommate called macie she just started coming once a month but always has to stay a week in the bed opposite mine shes to innocent. She has melanoma cancer a type of skin cancer sort of thing cant be cured. I told her to stop being i strop and deal with it she just starts crying on me , i hate it.

I have an older brother Adam he is probably getting all the girls to fall for him with the story of oh my, my sister has cancer kind of pickup line. it worked  they just fall to his knees saying oh I'm so sorry, oh fuck of your not the one dying u prick.

Im a baldy i must say its easier in the shower and in hot days without thick hair getting in the way. People in my position are either sad and they die sad I'm alright dying it feels alright knowing how its gonna end before you never know if you where gonna die of a car crash, murder  or get stomped on by a cow all of them would of been fun well minus the dying part but its better than having it boring.

Before my diagnosis i was still an annoying prick but i went to school came home had a fight now and then with my mum or my brother then go to sleep then do it again. It was boring nothing exciting now i have a little bit more of a kick to the routine.

Today, i was to stay in bed and watch horrible shows and wait for my nurse to give me the routine drugs then i make annoying comments then she leaves after that mum visits i annoy her she leaves then i go have a walk around buy some chocolate from the vending machine go annoy sally at the front desk try and talk to a guy in the cafe who is awfully as sarcastic as me i will introduce u to him someday he's called allan eat my ham sandwich drink my coke them go back to the room have my second round of drugs then go to sleep , let me tell you that routine stopped after a guy started to visit his grandma with cancer and i will tell you that story soon just you wait.