Barmy Blue's Bland Blog

Oh dear. I’m worried about my eye. After PE I’d gone back to the changing rooms (Having done nothing again ) and found myself checking in the mirror for a spot I suspected of rearing up. To my horror I discovered that my left eye was red. After a minor inspection I found the cause. There was an eyelash in there. I didn’t want to try and pick it out for fear of stabbing myself with my fingernails. After a bit of fiddling and rubbing my eye the eyelash crept down under my eyelid. So I have to endure it until I can get the evil little thing out. I’m hoping I can make my eye water and that’ll get it out. Oh well. If I go blind then you know how it happened. Now I’m in “life skills”. My English essay is starting to look presentable now. An average essay I can do no problem but one that’s going to be scrutinized and redrafted, picked apart and graded. I hate them, especially when we’ve had to plan them first. I hate doing plans. I just can’t seem to do them properly.
Oh well. My eye feels a bit better now. I think the eyelash had retreated to under my eyelid again. But I’ll get it out eventually. I read up on how to get little things out of your eye on the NHS website, and if not then I’m popping into the doctors to have them get it out.

Well, Bluebiird out