User blog:SmudgyHollz/Mums' Should NEVER Get Ill. Ever.

Seriously. Mothers' should be like robots. They should be unable to catch bugs.

My poor Mum became very ill over the weekend. Flu, we think. It stopped her from doing all of the housework anyway. Meaning that nobody did the housework. And I come from a pretty big family. The house was manky. Seriously - we had soup and a dead mouse in our kitchen. The soup smelt worse. Partly because it had been made by my Dad and partly because it had been sitting in the pot/pan/thing for at least a week. When I was making breakfast the other day, I could smell it even with the lid on. My Dad went to dispose of it in the field last night.

Speaking of my father, he did the best thing last week. Apparently since I moved up to the Academy, my brother hasn't been able to catch the school bus in the morning. Not once. So they were in even more of a rush than usual on this particular day. My Dad just threw on the nearest pair of shoes to the door before driving like a maniac to get my brother to school in time. My brother was dropped off in time and my Dad got to work fine. But then two hours later, he happened to notice that the pair of shoes that he had shoved on did not match. At all. He was wearing one white trainer and one smart black shoe. He told me that he felt like such a numpty that for the rest of the day, he refused to get up from his desk and got a Maccy D's drive-through for lunch. Ha ha! Then the following day, he turned up with matching shoes but one of the laces snapped off so he still ended up looking like a tramp...

We had some family drama going on! Well, actually, it's still technically happening. Not at this moment. But it was never resolved. It's my great aunties. They've all kind of ganged up against my Grandma. At the moment, my great aunties and Grandma are divvying up all of Great Grandma's possessions (remember I told that she died two(ish) weeks ago?). They're only giving her the left over rubbish. She wasn't allowed the old postcards and my Great Grandad's mug (those were the only things that she asked for). And she's the oldest sibling.

There was a lot more to it. They made my Aunty Lucy cry and there were some nasty messages being sent. But I haven't really been properly informed.

The timetable changes in four weeks!!!

It's a P7 link day tomorrow!

I think I came across very rude to my History teacher. He was saying hello to me as I was walking down the corridor because I was alone and lonely looking. But not really. I was just walking to my next class and the hall happened to be empty. You know when you're thinking things in your head but not actually saying them aloud? No? Well, I was saying a very cheery hello in my mind but realised too late that no sound was coming from my mouth. That kind of made me feel bad...

And then straight after that, I came across completely and utterly insane. I was sitting at a desk with three other people in Craft Design & Technology. I hadn't being paying attention and had written something stupid about portable legs. So I was chuckling to myself. Then I looked up and saw everybody at the table staring at me as if I had two heads. Somehow that made in even more funny. Then it went from there. I was actually crying with laughter. And nobody had any idea what I was laughing about. The room was really quiet, which made it even more embarrassing afterwards.

How's things going with you lot?