Dixie currently feels:
Sick 
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Today I had to take the day off - I already had a check up with the nurse at the Crossfell Health Centre - and I also happened to be at the start of a developing chest infection on that very day.
How typical?
I'm being told to stay off tomorrow too.
Yesterday in the library, I was told by many that I shouldn't even be in school.
During my lessons, I had to sit with my salbutamol blue inhaler next to my pencil case on my desk - having to take it every time I started coughing.
I'm not meant to take it too much in one day, I don't think.
I think I took it about 30 times in 5 hours - and by quarter part 3, I was shaking and slurring my speech - and getting my words mixed up.
One thing I said to Sam in Media Studies was: "Scham... Pass uss the glooooue..."
Then I was chewing on some cardboard - as we're making stages for music programmes out of old copier paper boxes, and the print had all dissolved in my mouth.
So I turned and asked: "Scham, has my purple gone tongue?"
I did the same thing when I was talking to Claire in the library after school.
"Is that your schript for Schweet Charity?"
"I juscht wanna go home... Make schome iche water... I might use a whole cube of iche trays."
She said I was talking like I was drunk.
I noticed it myself.
It was very funny. :)
The check-up wasn't as bad as I expected.
Fine, I didn't care for the idea of the stethoscope being shoved up under my bra, but, you know.
I got to do a peak flow test too.
THEY ARE SO GOD DAMN FUN. :)
Though, painful sometimes.
I only ever get to do them when I'm ill, so... Not good.
Ian and Lisa took us there and back.
Ian's my brother, and Lisa's his wife.
They're both funny and really nice people.
I like going to their house sometimes.
They come out with really random things and I laugh.
But neither of them like the sound of my laugh.
I got a chocolate and toffee eclaire from Morrison's, and ate it when I got home.
It was really rather lush.
Ian bought me the new Nintendo magazine too.
I got free Wii remote decals.
I might stick the Sonic one on my Wii remote, brighten it up a bit.
I played some Guitar Hero III during the afternoon.
I got some more 100% scores on Medium level and pwned some more n00bs on Face-Off over wi-fi connection.
Ah, the fun.
I'm currently addicted to Fires At Midnight by Blackmore's Night.
I love the guitar solo near the end, and the bit where Candice raises her voice to sing.
All of Blackmore's Night's songs seem to be about the moon, the stars, the nighttime, and dancing with witches and spirits.
It all seems a bit Wiccan.
But it's supposed to be Medieval Folk Rock.
Eh, who knows.
Music artists are indeed, confusing people.
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