Bisexuality is gay

Today is a good day, I can feel it in me bones as my mother used to say. The last few days have been all over the place. Sleep, work, stress, cry, work, sleep and more stress. Good times, good times.
Yesterday was pants but it got better in the evening. I don't know what's up with me but everyone reckons if I get sleep, it should sort out everything. One prescription of of sleep for a week coming up. Yesterday, it was my turn to take the study session as I skipped Monday night and Chemistry. can you blame me? I also had to attend an AGM to present a website I developed for a group. They have no little or no funding and so I volunteered to do their website. Little did I realise it would mean working all day Saturday getting content in and then getting bugs fixed. Fun. The AGM went well and I was scarleh for most of it. I had hiden at the back thinking I wasn't going to be needed for anything except loading the website onto the laptop. However, I had to navigate the site whilst A talked them through it. It was interesting as it gave me some insight into all the stuff I was working on. I could have done without the isn't she fab because she donated her time thingy though. I don't do well with compliements. Blame it on being Orisih.

Yesterday was just a horrible day. I missed Mam, I missed R, I felt like poo and I had some slaps of reality and I just wasn't able for it. I wanted out. R rang and we chatted. By the time I got home, I was doing better. Maths greeted me. Or rather a catatonic teenager greeted me. I cooked dinner and we decided to tackle quandratic equations. Fun. Over dinner she told me about chatting to the LCA students about her bisexuality. A snippet of the conversation

"So, you're like, bisexual"
The kid - "Yeah"
"Ooh, so what's that like"
The Kid - "Grand"
"Have you met any burds like"
The Kid - "Yeah, a few "
"Ooh, that's mad, that's gay, oh no, i don't mean that in a gay way, I mean in a homosexual, I mean, you know what I mean"
The kid "Yeah, its grand no worries"
"Does your ma know?
The kid - "I live with my sister and her wife"
"Ya what? Your sister is gay?? AND married? Can they do that here? Janey, that's so gay, not gay in a , you know"
The Kid - "Well, they had a commiment ceremony and they see it as married and if it ever comes in they'll get married"
"Ooh, well I have nothing against lesbians. If i had a daughter and she came home and told me she was gay, I'd be like, grand, but if was me son, I'd knock his teeth out"
"Gay men are soooo gay, like, youknowwhatImean?"
The Kid - "Em yeah"

The same students are amazed she's getting Dublin Bus to her Debs and not a limo. I can't believe they're already talking about the Debs. I can't believe we have someone going to her Debs.

She was going on about Lacuna Coil, which we got her tickets to. She thinks she needs the day off to queue. The band don't come on stage until 9 and she wants the day off? I gave her a look which implied not on your life. I hope she gets the message.

Some equations are created to mess with your mind. I swear it, even the examples weren't helping. The book was bring thrown down more often then picked up. However, we got through it and by the time Mammy2 had arrived home from the gym, we were nearly through Chapter 9. At this stage, the kid was starting to get tired. We'd been doing maths for 3 hours. We also chatted about how much she hates Chemistry. I can't believe that 2 years ago she spent ages asking us could she take it up and now she wants to drop it. I talked her into keeping it up as a subject and just getting the pass on it.

She had her doctor's appointment yesterday and the doctor said that most of her illnesses, the black death, the bubonic plague etc, were as a result of stress. Which we'd been telling her, but its different if you wear a white coat and have a Dr before your name apparently. Damn teenager.
The boyfriend has recovered from his bout of pnemonia. He travelled all the way up on Saturday to see her, whilst dying of a cold. He got soaked whilst up here and had to get the bus back down. When he got home, he was so sick they called an ambulance and he was taken into hospital overnight. Young love eh? He should have stayed in his bed.

She handed up her art poster which she worked her ass off for. I would have given anything to be a fly on the wall for this. The art teacher said, and cue the music O Fortuna, she could have done a better job. I have checked for a plot of land about the art teachers size. I was wondering why yesterday, it got very dark and there was the odd rumble of thunder and crackle of lightning. I could here O Fortuna and then someone laughing like a maniac. Perhaps this was the stage the art teacher
said those words. Who knows. Although, and it was a cunning move on her behalf, she gave them back their art history essays and she got a B. That sortof made up for the poster comment. Only sortof though.

She has the maths test today and I'd say she'll do okay. She's convinced that she's in love with her religion teacher. I'm convinced she's been watching too much american tv.