"You're such a dude sometimes," -Zuri Zain
Kurt Schwitter's Ursonate is hereby my favourite 'poem'. I pledge my allegiance to its nonsense.
I didn't know he was a Dadaist. *shrugs*
The cost of studying in Melbourne is making me want to cry pretty hard.
Come back, kiss parents feet, and grandparents feet.
Thank them for raising me.
Tell them I'm never having children if it's gonna cost me that much to raise them well.
Unless I'm a bajillionaire... or am married to one. Then I'll have two... Probably.
My handwriting is getting rather rotund. It reminds me of my aunt's handwriting...
Which takes me to the days where I had to learn fractions, decimals and percentages.
I get it now and I still am severly disdainful of math.
Food list:
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- Sushi (Next Friday!)
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- KFC
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Chyeaaahhh... Picking up the final transcripts and Adv Dip cert on Friday afternoon, yeay!
Today is for meeting up with more people for lunch and after dinner drinks... Well, after dinner smokes more like. Ah, bliss.
I am sorting my shit out so that when I get to Melbourne I know EXACTLY what to do first.
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