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Sunday, 23 August 2009 @ 09:36

Hey.

I am bored. According to Syadza I have become more boring. I'm sorry, but I gotta keep my grades up. I still want that $500 prize money at the end of the year you know. Damn. Money is such a motivation, it's kinda sad.

I've got cramps. I never get cramps. This sucks.

Class Com training on Friday was quite fun. Okay actually not really. Just the balloon tower part of it. We didn't manage to make the tallest tower, but it was sturdy. We had a bit of time left after sticking everything together so we decided to decorate our masterpiece. Cute. We didn't pop the balloons afterwards like the other classes. We left it in our classroom for everyone to admire next week.... If they don't deflate on their own by then that is.

I'm tired. It's a cold morning. I feel like going out today. Or painting. I still have some homework. The birth control and STI chapter of Science, which I did a little in the library on Thursday but gave up cos I was so clueless for the long questions. Kay geog is done. I have English formal letter writing. And D&T? Mrs W hasn't sent me back my folio stuff through g-mail. Grr.

Okay this is a stupid typed out convo I'm having with myself.

Byebye.