as i've said, the neck itches like hell at the moment. it's bright red from the scratching, and i know you make it itchier by scratching (tis a vicious circle) but to heck with that {ascratchascratchascratcha} my doctor said it could be either an allergy to wool (i was wearing a woolen scarf whe i first got the rashes, a whole week ago) or pityriasis versicolor. either way, it's pretty bad.
the shampoo that i'm supposed to put on it is only making it itchier, so should i keep using it? i'm stuck betweein my nurse who really should know best (well, i said "should"), or the fact it huuuuurts.

My day today wasn't special. Actually today was pretty much unfascinating in about every respect.
But I suppose life needs to have some kind of insignificant days, or you wouldn'd notice the really good days.

It's Monday again.... I detest Mondays.
Oh well.
I'll just post a lot of sh** about the week as it comes by. Maybe not.. We'll see.

I go to Wikipedia sometimes to study various (Mythological) things that technically won't help me acidemically because those said things interest me. So here's what I found out;

There are several Angels of Death, mostly of hebrew origin. Specifically, in almost every culture and ethnic group they take on different names, but all of them have but one title: Angel of Death. Several Angels of Death's names are: Ankou (Bretonic; 'The cart puller'), The Morrigan (Celtic; The crow and battle maiden), Thanatos (Greek/Roman; Brother of Sleep, son of the night), Odin (Norse; Lord of Fury), Azrael (Qu'ran; The book-signer), Samael (Talmudic; accurser, seducer, and destroyer), Abaddon (Hebrew; destruction personified), and of course our classic latinic guy down there, Satan.

Today is Guy Fawkes. 400th annevesary actually. Now isn't that something.
Ouside you can't hear for the fireworks.It's very cold too, so why anyone would want to stand out there with their little sparklers staring at the sky is beyond me. Why not stay indoors? It's warmer.

Earlier I had to go down to B&Q in Chiswick. I have listened to a lot of Green Day recently, so I decided to wear some of my old mosher stuff. So I went in my black Iron Maiden T-shirt, black trousers, and these black and white... well, I suppose they're almost like leg warmers, but you wear them on your arms.

It's getting to be that time of year again. It's starting to get quite cold outside. I guess that's good seeing as it's getting to winter now.

I went to bed at every bit of 11:00pm last night, which isn't too bad but 7:15 comes so soon. I know school is not as bad as I thought it would be, but it it so wrong of me to curse my teacher's names under my breath?
I haven't had a lot of homework...so that's good.