I never thought...

...That I could hate my neck so much.

Last...Saturday(?) , I was sitting on my sofa reading the newspaper*(yes, the newspaper) when I leaned back. As my head touched the top of the head rest(???) I heard a "CRACK!crickcrickcrickKA-CRACK!" come from my neck and immediately shot(yes, shot) up from my seat.

After a while, I realized that the world was on its side. Instinctively, I checked if i had gotten spider powers and was standing on my wall...No. I rushed to the mirror and realized my head was parallel to the floor! I tried straightening myself which had caused me extreme suffering and pain beyond the imagination of mere mortals.

I couldn't even turn my head. I felt like Batman in the old Batman movies where he had to twist his entire body to turn around. So, my mother(yeah, mother. Not mummy. I'm mature now. Ha.) wanted to bring me to a...I have no idea what they're called. But they were only open at 3. So, I had no problem with that. I just laid around the house for a couple hundred hours.

Eventually, it was 2:30. Mother said that I had to leave early so that I didn't have to wait in a long queue. When I got there, there were people in sleeping bags and people in tents waiting in line. Nice. I ended up waiting for 2 hours. 2 whole @#!^#?<}{#$%&(yeah. I said that. It's pronounced: at hex exclamation mark up hex question mark less than squiggly bracket squiggly bracket hex dollar sign percent and.) hours.

So, I finally manage to get seen by the person who works at the place where i have no idea what its called. This person had biceps twice the size of my head which probably weighed 3 times of me. He told me look down and right, got behind me and...


Took my head and pulled. Hard. Thrice. Ow.

So, now my neck is a little better.(ANTICLIMACTIC!)

*comic section...