nny | (no subject)

WAH! I'm kinda tired, here, but apparently being horizontal is just not gonna work for me right now. As in, every time I lay down for five minutes, I then have to spend five minutes in the bathroom convincing the lucozade it wants to stay in my stomach. I worked out it's not food poisoning, though - kiiiinda remembered the small pale kid that shivered at me and then had to go to the nurse, the one that was right under my nose in the lesson. This is possibly the wrong job for my pants immune system, maybe...

If I'm back in school for silent reading on Thursday, though - considering how supremely bad at silent reading these kids are - I'm so totally going to make them create the ultimate awesome novel through the art of mime. Get them to give me the ingredients for an awesome novel and then attempt to teach them about the structure of stories and stuff, which'll totally come in handy for the narrative writing project I'm starting with 'em next week. Also: excuse for me to draw, like, dinosaurs and pirates on the board and flail around like a crazyperson, which is frankly my reason for existing. Or teaching, at least.

Someone should come soothe my fevered brow. 'cos I don't really have enough hair for it to need holding back, really. Ooh, the rubbing of gentle circles onna back would be nice, though, or someone to fetch me a glass of water... no, really, with that one. At least I have a bucket. Actually, it's kinda my laundry tub, for lack of a bucket, and it could fit a small child in there. My flatmate gave me this look, like - dude, how much sick do you have in you?! Perhaps I should lay down some more, and then we shall see!

Oog.