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She typed with heavy hands, leaden with the weight of idea and the hefty feel of expectations.There that girl was, all bustle and bounce, who announced her words to the world and did not just speak. Her want to fly through a net of unfounded ideals and ungrounded dreams was overwhelming and her daydream was where she dwelled these dark days. The cold barely left her bones and yawns would strike her often for she felt old and worn, already fully lived. She was haunted by two taunting pasts, both mocking her from balconys and looking down on where she walked along life. Her shoulders were buckling under burdening time, running out but getting heavier every second less. She wanted dramatic skies and cathedral wide shoulders of a man asleep and the scrawl of someone forgotton. She clawed after the idea of change, of feeling at home elsewhere, but for now she played the waiting game. Waiting. The want.

My Day - Episode Eleven

Another day in the life of Belle- that is how today felt. Nothing amazing happened, I got on with quite a lot of work. I taught a little bit.

The only things that were different were last lesson and the bus.

LAST LESSON
The kids that I usually help out with are year nines (little buggars, cocky as hell, love em really) they had a special play thing in the Theatre all last lesson so I had a free! Deciding I couldn't be arsed to do work I decided to pay the Boyfriend a visit in his Young Enterprise thing. Basically they have to create a business. With the people involved it makes me say *Scoff* Good Luck!
So I went to see him, over half of the people who should have been combining their creative minds were actually doing laps (Surprise Surprise) so I decided to do it all myself. I brainstormed ideas for a cute little acrylic bunny that you could design the face and write messages on with a wipeable marker (Look forward to maybe seeing this developed). So I let out some creative genius and got to spend time with the lovely Boyf.

THE BUS
Oh what a calamity! Why is it when there is a medical emergency, everyone knows best and people who watch Scrubs suddenly know life saving first aid. Can I just say one thing?
Fuck. Off.
When someone is having a medical emergency they need ONE person there for emotional support (holding hand, patting shoulder going "there there") and ONE person there for medical support (or two if that's what the ambulance gives). They do not need the whole top deck of the bus leaning over to get a look at 'That girl what had a fit on da bus'. It's just rude.

Basically, a girl 'had a fit'. She was shaking pretty excessively and having trouble breathing. It could have been low or too high blood sugars, it could have been epilepsy or an asthma attack. I will not pretend to know just because I have watched House, I am wiser than that. (Thank God.)
She got taken away in the Ambulance, she's in safe hands (now) and I'm sure will be perfectly fine.

So that was my day. I'm now talking to The Handome One on facebook, brings me a smile.