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Mah stomach hurts. It hurt really badly all the way through Spanish so I went to the office just to sit for a while and stuff and teh evil woman told me that because it was a shortened day, I could survive another hour until the end of school. I sat in pain and paranoid all through Maths. Morgan apparently felt like this before she developed gastric flu. I also learned last night that my family has a genetic liver disorder, probably caused by one of my alcoholic great-uncles which causes iron, instead of being flushed out of the body, to congregate in the liver and such. Women are less likely to have it than men, due to the menstrual cycle, but my uncle and several of my Mexican cousins have it. So I have now become a hypochondriac. Yay.
Also, the Banner Guy!! The one on Parliament Square, his name's Brian Haws. At like two in the morning, when he was sleeping, a bunch of policemen came and threw all of his banners in a skip and then while Brian was fighting with them, his friend (who was with him at the time) called all of his protesting buddies and they came and sat in the skip. Anyhoo, the upshot is that he's still there but the police have taken all of his banners. Poor guy.
Also, the Banner Guy!! The one on Parliament Square, his name's Brian Haws. At like two in the morning, when he was sleeping, a bunch of policemen came and threw all of his banners in a skip and then while Brian was fighting with them, his friend (who was with him at the time) called all of his protesting buddies and they came and sat in the skip. Anyhoo, the upshot is that he's still there but the police have taken all of his banners. Poor guy.