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How can you eat your pudding if you dunna eat your

Um, reading crap, should really print out maths assignments and do them this evening. Need to do them. Have to. Or else I'll quit. In fact, I might to see SciFac and see if I can drop math, pick up accy10(whatever-it-is), or perhaps at least talk to someone about changing my degree. I don't know. I think I've wasted too much of this year not caring about maths.

I'm also music less atm, so I should just go home, make lunch, and be merry. Or at least be listening to music. Walking to school today was quite, refreshing, as for about 90% of the walk all i could hear were my own footsteps.

I need to go buy some more vapordrops, my throats dry and sore, mainly because my nose is blocked again, and so yeah. You understand. I think / hope.

Oh yeah, I think work overpaid me. But they over paid me by $69.35, exactly. Now, that equates, by my math, to 8.6 hours pay. Now, why / how? I mean shrug. I'm working an extra 8hour shift this week, so it doesn't really worry me too greatly. And it can just go on my visa, but still. If only it was free money. I'd like free.

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Published: May 29, 2003 12:05 PM.

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