Missed Practice Does Not A Happy Zebra Make

So I had to miss practice tonight which lets fact it, SUCKS! The only rhyme and reason to it is that I was tired, totally and utterly wiped out of my mind. You see yesterday I had a lovely time in Manchester seeing The Rocky Horror Picture Show, which was amazing if you’re wondering, though is it just me that wakes up even more tired than I went to bed after sleeping in a hotel?

I mean there was nothing wrong with the bed, three pillows which where cushy as fuck but it just wasn’t MY bed…oh my god I do sound like a bit of a child don’t I? Don’t answer that please. I believe I even napped in the car on the way home…then had a nap when I got home yet I’m still tired! I should go to bed I know but I’ve suckered myself into watching a film called P2, before that I watched Whip It because I was a bit Skate Sick.

I’d have been in a very sorry state if I had gone to practice I must admit, the last thing anyone needs is sweating, moaning, tired boy skating around causing trouble…I don’t even think Baby Got Back would have got me through it. I can’t but feel the tiniest bit guilty, the same way a weight watcher might feel guilt after consuming a whole cake on a “Green Day” or is that Slimming World? In any case PUT DOWN THE CAKE! or in my case put on some skate, I feel so agitated when I haven’t got my skate fix and sadly the weather isn’t good enough to go skating in the park.

Anyway I’m off to go to sleep now, goodbye interwebs.