Dear Die-ary...

Yes, yes, I KNOW how dodgy the title of this post is. I intentionally made it that way. Heh, I thought it up during my Violin lessons. But in case you weren't wondering, this post WILL be child-friendly. Hopefully. Yeah.

OK, let me explain the 'Nuts' bit first. Those who know anything about me should know I am seriously allergic to nuts. Those who don't should get out their homework diaries and write in a reminder to learn that simple fact for homework. Well, today of all days, I had an allergy attack to one of the worst nuts for my allergy: Walnuts. Sophie was eating some walnuts in the changing rooms in PE, and teased me with them by hovering them next to my face. Along comes Alice, and almost shoves one in my mouth. Then she learnt I was allergic. Ha, you shoulda seen her face!! Anyway, I thought I'd be fine until my symptoms came up during PE. My mouth tingled, then itched, then my throat itched too, then they both hurt... I had to rush off to the reception (thankfully is close by) before anything else happened. Unfortunately the receptionists have a habit of taking their time over emergencies. All in all, I'm glad my throat didn't get to the point of swelling up and causing me not to breathe, which is what it would have done otherwise.

Now 'Balls'. As I have mentioned in previous posts, balls and I do not get along. In volleyball, after triumphantly returning after my near-death experience, I was made to continue the exercises. These were, chucking the ball about for a bit. Then we got to do some matches against each other. In the same minute, I got hit by two different balls: one from behind and one on top of my head. I also have the ability to overreact, and as usual, collapsed on the floor. People were laughing at me, I don't know what for, the collapsing in a comical manor or the fact the ball bounced off my head, and people around me tried to get me back up again. But knowing me, I refused to for a bit. Then I sprang back up, and discovered I had a headache. Y'know the strange thing is, I can't exactly fall down when I want to; I can only do it when there's some damage done to me. Weird.

And finally, "Lesbians." Evil's been p1ssed off with me lately ever since I saw her hugging a girl, and called her a lezbo (I'm terribly homophobic and she knows it o_0 ). But she's hugged more girls since then, and my name calling has become more frequent. Well, she's meant to be hard-core rock-loving Evil, for crying out loud!! I think that all girls who hug other girls (and same for men and men) are gay. Despite the truth, that's what I think. Please don't hate me for my strange belief. I know it's a friendly gesture and all that, blah blah blah. ANYWAY, so now she's ignoring me and sh1t. Only NOW, after about 1 or 2 weeks, have I finally found out that the girl she keeps hugging is a self-harmer, who is currently starving herself to death (stupid girl). I don't see why Evil's so worried, I mean, it's not her who's starving, and the girl won't die 'coz she'll go to hospital, if it gets bad. And now the girl has a group of mourners. When I starved myself (I do it quite a lot, actually), nobody gave a toss. Is it just me? Do they care about me? I guess not. Evil's too soft now, I don't like it. I don't like it at all. But I ain't jealous or depressed right now, 'coz I don't need her, Jonesy, or Sophie (they're sticking up for Evil and they're all ignoring me).

What fun my day's been!!