Teachers should know better...

Today has been pretty dam eventful to say the least. I'm glad most days aren't like this as I'm drained now and just want to sleep. But went in this morning early about 10ish to see my form teacher. Now this man must have a sixth sense to know if you are feeling down or just not yourself. So I got the thrid degree until I sat and talked to him for ages. He really helped and said if I ever needed him to just come see him. He also aragned for me to come back later after all my lessons to sort some stuff out. I left his room with rather red and puffy eyes. Its funny how he can get me to open up. He's the only teacher I have actually properly chatted to. So anyways off to First Aid it was um intresting to say the least. I think my first aid teacher thinks I am a disaster. Firstly he informed us that in two weeks we will be putting all this into practice. Outside. Now we are not known for our good weather. But he decided that even if it is raining we are still going out. Que alot of protests from the class and me sitting in the corner laughing lots. So I decided to inform him that unless he would like to take me straight to hospital afterwards I would not be going outside in the rain. This made stuck-up-pain-in-the-ass-loves-to-make-our-lives-a-misery teacher (which btw isn't the first aid guy, she is a skool teacher that is there to help him keep us under control) to tell me that oh yes I was going outside and I would be doing it. Um now I don't take kindly to people telling me what to do when it could effect my health, which duh going out in the rain for two hours would, so Becca and me got up, walked out (much to teachers protest, ie she yelled down the hall after us telling us we were in detantion HAH) to find either a VP, the Principal, a senior teacher and my form teacher to boot. So we found Mr White, he took us to the Principal, and both were horrified at what had just happened. So off we toodles back down to first aid room. And evil teacher was very nicely asked to step outside. Where she was given the third degree. Bless her she tried to say she didn't but knew she didn't stand a hope. So she has been told to leave me alone, I will not be going outside, and if she has any problems to go see the principal. Hah. Teachers by now should know not to challange me when it comes to me protecting myself. I will always win. I have the entire senior staff on my side. Always have since first year. So we went back in, and I very kindly explained to David (first aid man) that I wouldn't be going outside, and he was very lovely about it. So it has been moved to the sports hall instead as long as we clean up the fake blood. My class now love me hehe. No getting wet, having fuzzy hair and a ton of tantrums! But later on I crawled under a desk to pick up a bandage. Me being me and very dippy lifts my head rather fast while I was still under the desk. I hit the bottom sticky outty part rather hard. Bloody hell. It hurt. So we actually got to practise some proper first aid. Hurrah. I now have a rather lovely bump on my head.

After that was ICT. Now I was in a rather grumpy mood again but dam that class cheered me up. We ended up in the great debate over MSN and the internet. Now my teacher loves to wind us up by making very sexist remarks, he is totally not sexist but loves to get a rise out of us. So he said more females be on msn than guys. So for the first time ever we were allowed on msn in school. We sat and counted out how many of each sex we had on our list. Um mine ended up at 2:1 for guys;girls. Ahem. I tried to protest that it was not my fault. But nope didn't work. But by the time evryone was finished then it worked out that yes there were more guys using msn than girls. We were right and as we were right we got the rest of the lesson off. YAY! So lots of spinny round room on chair action was seen. As was lots of taking the piss out of our teacher and drawing on the board. It was quite possibly the best ICT lesson ever :D We were muchly hyper by the end of it. So by now my lessons were over. YAY! Back to Mr White and we sorted some crap out and I came home then in much more yayful mood. By the time I got home my dad thought I was high on drugs or something. I couldn't stop grinning. But GP an hour later brought an end to that. I can't take cipro any more. It is making me vomit and dizzy and just feel rather rotten. So I went down to see if he could give me anything else. Um no. They use cipro as a last resort. I eat those like candy :| So while down I got some more drugs, (saves me having to go down next week) But he decides that I really do need my flu jab on thrusday :| EEP!! I hate my flu jab. Stick me with any needle you so wish. Just no flu jab. It hurts. I'd almost have the one for my shoulder again over that (which I think I need again as it's in agony again grrr) So this year I will be going alone. Mum and dad are at work and I'm a big girl now and have decided to be brave. I will quite probably be in floods of tears but hey what can ya do. So Gp brought me back to earth and I left rather deflated to come home and find stephen waiting for me. YAY! I thought I wouldn't see him again till the weekend due to our manic work loads and him working but he took the evening off to come eat ben and jerrys with me and watch the last episode of prison break. YAY! I attempted to cook. Failed misserably. But at least I tried! But I'm going now to make pancakes (one of two things I can cook :D) and curl up on the sofa with him in front of the fire. YAY! Perfect night. Pancakes, stephen, ben and jerrys and a fire. So I am one very happy girl tonight and feel very contented hehe.

Love and cuddles
Neeshy
xxx


Oh random bit of info, did you know you aren't meant to have have paracatamol more than once or twice a week and you are meant to have very little broufen? I eat both like sweeties. Apparntly my liver will be pickiled. But it is doing ok so yay.