One Pimple is One Too Many-Trust

Seriously. I was supposed to post on Monday. >.<

Anyways, today's topic is trust.

Over the last few days I've been sick with sinusitis. So, as a result, my good ol' mum put me in the bathroom and opened all the hot water faucets.

I was to stay in there for five minutes, being told that it was for my lungs to clear out by the steam.

It felt like hours. The first minute was easy. And then it got extremely hot. So hot it was hard to breathe. Hot fog surrounding me.

I felt betrayed. It was so hot and I felt faint.'How was this supposed to cure me'? I kept thinking.

Finally, after what felt like hours, we were let out of the room.

And you know what?

I was cured.