Dear Die-ary...

I really can't be bothered to go find a pic of Gir gorging himself with chocolate (even though I know were one is), so here is a pic of Dib getting smacked in the face with a sandwich.

Anyway, my parents obviously didn't want me to do my homework, because they took me to Portsmouth to see my sister for 10 minutes. Want to know how far away from Portsmouth I live? About 1 hour. So they obviously didn't want me to work instead. I brought some Oreos with me, because the only other food I had today was a piece of burnt toast. So I ate oreos. I have an addiction for them. What a shame it is that I didn't have "The White Stuff - Weird Al" on my MP3 player! It would've been funny if I ate my oreos while listening to it (the song's all about... OREOSSSSS). But I ate my oreos and that was that. I like oreos. I also like the word oreo. I've said 'oreo' a lot.

Yay! OOOOOOOORRREEEEEEEEEOOOOOOOOOOOOSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!! (In case you weren't wondering, I've just eaten some more.)

Anyway, So we got to her 'house'. She lives with several other people, but she doesn't care. They were watching Roxanne or something, some crappy day-time TV show. American sit-com. Turns out she put about £100 in her bank account, and spent about £1000. Oh dear. And she got another credit card. There were some of her radiographer-friends playing with a frisbee. They scared me. They stared at me. But I wasn't there for long, and I was soon back with the oreos in the car again. Back we go. It was a pointless trip.

When we got home, we were soon to visit Nan again, who'd just had an operation. So I brought my Zim toy along with me (he also went with me to Portsmouth - gotta love that alien!!). I skipped along the long suspended corridor again (not exactly skip, and not exactly run. Somewhere in between) to find the ward - ward B3. We went up in an elevator again, leaving me dizzy. We (we being me and my Dad) walked down the next corridor, and found Grandad and Steven (my brother) in a different room than before. There was a rather big bed, and an unrecognisable person lying asleep in it. It was Nan. She had been wired up, and had an oxygen mask over her mouth. We all watched her, while nurses gave us some chairs to sit on, and mentioned there was coffee and tea outside that we could have. It seemed like they thought we were to stay all night, or they thought she was giving birth, or something *shudders*. So we sat down, and continued to watch her. After some time, she began to move about, and moaned. She opened her eyes. Her mouth was covered in foam, and she tried to say something. I think it was "Hello," but I was told that this morning she said, "Help me," which is what it could have been, I don't know. But soon, my Grandad sent her to sleep again. So we decided to use the free drink service and get some drinks. We brought them back, and drank them while watching... yup, she sure was asleep. So very asleep. So I went back to get a re-fill, and while searching for the milk in the fridge, I found a stick of butter. I ate it. I went back with my drink of hot chocolate (I think it was...), and nothing had happened.

My drink was still hot. So I decided to let it cool. Nothing was happening. I announced I was departing (I was so very bored), but no one was paying attention. I went anyway. I walked down the corridor. First I went into the kitchen so see if I could find some bread (there was butter and a toaster... but no bread! ARGH!). I heard someone coming, and I didn't want to be asked why I was there (despite the fact I was given permission), and so ran out. But I was seen. The male... doctor or nurse smiled, and that was it. No need to panic. I continued down the corridor, out the doors, to where the elevators were. This is where I didn't know what to do. Should I go and have a surprise attack on the cancer patients? Scare the doctors operating on a near-death patient? No, I just went part the way down the stairs, and sat down, my legs sticking out from the bars. It was surprising actually, because there was a gap from the floor(/ceiling) to the window and wall. Big enough for someone to fall. I looked down. The fall would be lethal. COOL!!!!! But I looked out, and saw several other rooms several metres away, parallel to the side of the building I was on. It was quite cool to look out across everything. I could see several wards, including the children's ward. I felt very megalomaniacal for some reason. But then I saw something below me on my right. It was a room filled with green beds. I tried to get a better look. No one was there. So I decided to go and see this room with green beds, which was a floor below. Down I went. No one was around. Just me. I peeked behind a door, and saw the green beds. I looked around. No one was there, just as I saw before. I creeped in. I bent my arms up and joined them by the hands just below my neck, so if a nurse saw me I'd look innocent and Squee-like. My giant eyes were at the ready. I looked at the beds. A label said something about them able to squash around the body, so they'd be more comfortable. So I prodded them. I was wondering what it'd be like to lie on them, but thought I'd better not. I saw below them rusty and dust-covered oxygen tanks. At this point, I heard someone coming, so legged it. Though, I think they saw me anyway. Oh well. So I went back upstairs, and I saw 2 men with a newly-operated-on patient on a bed come out of an elevator. I followed them. I pretended I was a kind of body-guard. Then I had to go, as they were putting him into his room. And I went back to Nan's room. They didn't know I had gone. As soon as I got back, it was time to go. Aw. I had my still-hot drink, and left.

I'm going back tomorrow, or should do. I'm going to bring Zim along with me into the hospital to add more to the fun!!

Oh, and here's the pic of Gir after all.