aaaaah everything is wrong with me...this week i have to go see the doctor aboput my head, the optician about my eyes which may be something to do with my head, get a repeat perscription for my skin, go to the dentist because that wobbly tooth thats been wobbly for years had split in two and is PAINFUL and i have a feeling i have an ingrown nail. all fun fun fun if you ask me :P Yeah anyway iain came to sit with us today, and gave me a date (as in the fruit, sadly) and it was a weird date because it had a shell and it looked like a potato and everyone was trying to guess what it was, and yeah anyway so i was bored and it wasnt a particularly interesting date so i tore it up into millions of little peices, and then iain decided to tell me that they cost £7 a kilo. damn. oh well i was in a really giggly mood later on and alex always makes me laugh becuase he just giggles at everything like if you say tongue hell go eeeeeeeew! and start throwing his head back and guffawing....yeah so i had to play an over protective mother and i was shouting (arguing with my husband) and i didnt realise Mr "sssh dont tell them i dont like english" Gallagher had told everyone else to be quiet. I was also trying to stop myself from total despair in my english class beforehandby being merry and jolly, and as i calmed down i realised it would take a miracle to make alice and abbie giggle with me again, so i kind of made a snorting noise which was much louder than i intended it to be, and just couldnt stop laughing for the entire rest of the lesson. which was fun. I dont think too many people heard. I never thought i'd say this but i really REALLY want dr phillips back. miss pablo is the most boring chemistry teacher on earth. you can tell she is oen of those really clever people, understands everything but cant teach for the life of her, and chemistry just isnt the same without the odd bang or explosion coming from - ROFL i was just about to say the odd bang or explosion coming from dr phillips... but you get what i mean... Ah taz is great... he cheers me up after school...hes always there woith some weird story or something...today the theme was fousseau... like the time mr holland went with the class to france and needed a cubicle to himself in the swimming baths because he needed to remove his belly button ring in peace... or the time i went to fousseau with the class and mr fisher and dr street, and all the teachers got drunk and started playing blind mans buff, and some weird game mr fisher made up called bunny rabbits...dont ask. the best bit was when we were playing wink murder and we had to fall of our chairs when winked at, and after frazer had fallen off his chair, mr fisher grunted "frazer....i've been waiting for this moment...." and promptly dived on top of him. eeew. i think it may be why frazer has turned out such a prick, the trauma probably screwed him up so to speak. anyway i think i may have had a doctors appointment ive missed, so ill brb.