Why Don’t You Tell Them That I’m Leaving?

March 29, 2009

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He’s sweeter than your favourite candy.

My room smells like Chow Mein. Well, it did. But that was a couple of hours ago. Today was dull to the point of “Shoot me!” only because I spent it doing my maths assignment. Which I completed… almost. I hadn’t visited TheSelby for a while but I got to just before and one of the artist that was photographed made me laugh, he looked like such a sleaze bucket.

Yesterday was both Katty and Ellie’s birthday picnics. Both at the botanics, both at noon. I got up made two cakes, got ready, went there had an awesome time with the usual group playing uno, with the hackey sack and chatting away until around 4.30 which is when we all split up to go our seperate ways when Ellie and I realised we weren’t gonna make the train – so picture this Ellie looking like a tourist and me limp/running down North terrace past THREE weddings. We made it.

Not much else new I want to post, so for now…

Over and out.

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