Tuesday, January 16, 2007
Uh.
Ok, I'm going back in 3 days, my speech is due in 4 days, and there's two bloody holes in my only pair of good pants. Which has been soaking in a pile of suddy water for 4 days that it's starting to smell of mould.
I find out what course I'm in tomorrow, I find out when I'm to enrol and then I have to do it next week, and then I have to find a job, and then I have to learn drive, and then I have to go back to school for that dreaded thing, and then I start school. Gah!
My God, life sucks.
I find out what course I'm in tomorrow, I find out when I'm to enrol and then I have to do it next week, and then I have to find a job, and then I have to learn drive, and then I have to go back to school for that dreaded thing, and then I start school. Gah!
My God, life sucks.
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Good luck for your speech! I remember how you did your euthanasia speech in Sec 3, which wasn't bad at all :)
Quick send your trousers to a seamstress. They sew things quickly, but it may cost.
Hugs.
Quick send your trousers to a seamstress. They sew things quickly, but it may cost.
Hugs.
Hello Becky!! I'm really sorry I couldn't stay until you arrived at the airpot, the gate was closing! But thank you so much for coming anway, it means a lot to me. Hope to see you in Melb soon, who knows, I may be sitting somewhere in the audience while you'll be up on stage doing your ballet solo (excuse my awful dance lingo, I'm like, lumping in music terminology)
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