Dear Die-ary...

Look! Look! Dib's an alien too!! OK, he's not, it's just that... ugh, it's too complicated to explain.

And yes, I know I haven't updated for some time. I literally haven't had any time for going on the computer. Art... project... no no no time. I had to...heh... do the whole of my art project over the last few days. I still don't have much in that art book of mine. And the art mock exam was today and tomorrow. OK, the mock... It was pointless. We were all sitting, side by side, at the tables, everyone glancing at what everyone else was doing. It made me paranoid. People...staring... so unnerving! But I carried on, anyway, while the loser humans with no life or attention span glared at every move I made. In fact, in the end, despite the 10 hours I have (5 today, 5 tomorrow), I finished after 3. Then I just messed around with the sky for the next 2 hours. By the way, my picture was of some street... in the form of fauvism. Yeah. But there was one person, I'm not saying who, because I don't know her name, whose painting was ABSOLUTELY ATTROCIOUS (sp? I never care. I'm an irken invader! I'm always right! *cough*). I hate to say that, really I do, but I'm the sort of person to say my opinion, as my opinion (if that... makes any sence...). BUT HER PICTURE!! GAH!! A horrible pink sky, for starters, and not even pink... it was more red and was painful to look at. Even the teacher had to... 'lecture' her on how to get color right. The girl refused to change her red-pink sky, because she loved it so. A failure in our midst. And now I have tomorrow to do nothing! Yay! Nothing!

Things that have happened, anyway... Ah yes! The excrutiatingly pointless 2km walk. As the name implies, it is an excruciatingly pointless 2km walk. In PE. Well, we planned to sing 'Bohemian Rhapsody' the way 'round, but after getting nowhere, gave up that idea. By 'we' I mean, I, Jonesy, and Hannah. However, they went on ahead and I was left at the back. I would have been quicker, oh yes, but I ate a chocolate bar beforehand, and so my sugar intolerance (I am not allowed to say 'di*betes', so I now call it sugar intolerance) kicked in. So I was so tired and helpless. I explained to the teacher as I went past, that I couldn't feel my legs or my arms, but she just laughed it off, and told me not to be so silly. Why was I ignored? I was being serious! I was plotting on falling over dramatically and pretending to have fainted. However, I never did. Boo.

Ooh, and here's something that I just 'made':http://www.tedheads.com/index.htm?id=4351 . Well, I added the faces. It's really demented, and I don't suggest you view it! It's a music video between Gir and Zim... and it's really quite scary, but it works so well! I'm so scared...

That is the end, I guess. But now I am not allowed to eat tea, despite the mock exam and things. Just because my brother remarked about how he disliked his food, and my Mom stormed out. So only I am not allowed to eat, and must wait for tomorrow to get something in my belllllllllllly. I am the family scapegoat, and am known for that. Please, blame me for the world exsisting. Blame me for that food poisoning you had. Blame me for you and your best friend splitting up, even if it was before I was born! I am used to the blaminess. Start your blaming now.