*sniffles*

Well. I'm posting. But only cause I'm ill and have nothing better to do...

This really sucks. Plenty of times I have wished for illness so I need not face the wrath of various teachers, but now I am actually 'proper poorly' (so says my mum) it is not as fun as I imagined.

The first day (Monday) I wasn't feeling too bad but I decided to stay home anyway. And it was OK. I had a bad headache and general everywhere ache by the end of the day, but I'd managed to stay aware enough to watch a bit of Doctor Who. I shoulda been tipped off though when I cried at Father's Day (the ep in which the Doctor takes Rose back to the day her father died). I haven't cried at that episode since it was first broadcast. Yeah...I was ill alright...

Tuesday sucked. It sucked so much. My head was hurting so much it was making me cry, which in turn made me feel like my eyes were on fire. And I had to beg my dad to go and buy me some cough medicine to stop my diaphragm forcing my spleen out of my body. Through my lungs.

On Wednesday I'd had enough. I was lonely and still feeling like yuck and no one would even frickin hug me because I was 'contagious'. To add to this, I missed out on the first drama rehearsal of the year (which I'd been looking forward to for a long time...OK, a week, but still). Cried quite a bit on MSN cause I missed everyone so badly and talking to them over my dodgy Internet was NOT the same as squeeing all over them in real life.

Whcih brings me to today, Thursday. And I've officially infected my poor mother. I still feel rubbish but quite frankly I am so fed up that the only place I wanna be is at school.

Or y'know, Wales. I hear Wales is OK.

Eevee

We do routines
and gory scenes
that are too hot for cable!