Dear Die-ary...

Oh no! Zim's being abducted by aliens!! Wait a minute...

I'm at skool again. And I'm meant to be working. However, how can I work? I've pretty much completed my database. Plus, we're meant to be making websites in Dreamweaver, but on these computers it quite literally does not exsist. So therefore, there was no point in coming to ICT anyway. But we're made to. So, that's why I'm here. Typing nonsense. Was in Engrish, where the legend teacher (legend as in a f*cking amazing teacher, not legend as in I fantasize about him on the beach wearing a thong........Ugh.) let us go on laptops, to write up on Romeo and Juliet. However he himself didn't work, he was describing how good his score is on pinball. I spent most of the lessons (double lesson, you see) drawing Jem. Again and again and again. Yeah. Then I messed around with the stylus. FUN FUN FUN.

Let's not let all these pictures I collected for my ICT website go to waste. Have a picture of a bat.

Despite what some people may say, bats are incredibly cute. They're like hamsters with wings. No thoughts for the experimental people here... Don't you dare try it. It'll leave a mess, and you don't want to clean it up, do you? Anyway, my theory is that bats evolved from hamsters. They show a 'relation' to hamsters, anyway:

• Same kind of fur
• Same kind of ears (thin and floppy things)
• Are quite blind
• Can hear exceptionally well
• Come on, they look simalar, don't they?

So, that's my theory. Note: MY theory. Not yours. Sure, you can agree with it, but it's my theory. I thought it up. But no one so far's believed me.

I think I'm going to become near-death again, like yesterday. There's nothing to eat that I like in the canteen, so chocolate it is. The pancreas is evil and must be punished. (Am I right in saying that I got that quote from Fred?) So, this pancreas is probably living on its last... um... veins and arteries? Does blood even flow there? It probably does. Or maybe my pancreas is already dead. I think it may still be alive, but yesterday it JUST saved my life... or not. If it did, I must reward it something. My reward for my pancreas is chocolate.

# Bobbin slithered back into the shadows at 12:47 PM