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Wednesday, 7 May 2008 10:43 pm

I can't believe I skipped accounts yesterday. Or rather, I can't believe I skipped accounts with my parents knowledge. Its highly unlike them. Especially my dad. Maybe its cos I haven't not gotten up and dragged my butt to school even if I end up stoning through the lecture/tutorial. case and point: accounts. There's a picture floating out there of what our FA (Financial Accounting) lecture looks like- sleeping girl in first row, directly under the lecturers view included. The other sleepers couldn't be in the shot cos there were too many of them. I've also decided to take advantage of the situation and tell my folks there are exams this wk and so the classes hv been postponed an hr later. I need the extra 1/2 hr of sleep. I also can't believe I dragged myself to school (went late too) for EFTS and ended up sitting there having a tete-a-tete with Nat, Stace, Enny and Gena.

No way of skipping math (my dad's fav subject and my weakest). That should explain alot. I left the house when the lecture started. I got to school at 9.45, kept Ely company with Gen while she smoked and made an entrance in TSH's lecture at 10 on the dot. At 10.25 (allocated breaktime) Jees, Sam and I were off for prata and Vivo. Got this dress which Gen says will make me look like a mermaid and this pair of short shorts that make my ass look pert without trying. Must be the ballet. Speaking of my love, its actually killing my body silently. My feet has veins popping out, I can't subject to the cold and the veins are bluish-green. The color of Michael's froggishly colored eyes. My back hurts phenomenonly when its uber cold and I can't sit in an upright manner for more than 10 mins max. All you ballerina-insulters out there, I do not wish all that I endure even on you.

Met Fiona, Stan, SiXuan, Gen, Elycia, MeiFen, Furnise, Gena and Hafiz at Fish & Co. at the Glass House for lunch. Btw, at this point, I'd already splurged a HUNDRED BUCKS. No shopping for Ms Jay till her bank statement reads 1500 bucks at least. I feel like its so out of my reach at this point, but it'll get there. It better. Thank God Nesh didn't feel like drinking either. Met that BBF and went to chill at Mac's before heading home. I've also realised that I love being at home with the folks. Must be the after effects of realising how lonely the house gets without the parents. You should try it sometime. Provided your parents trust you enough to be on your own. lol.

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