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Wednesday, 17 February 1999

17 February 1999

Lent has begun, and I have given up chocolate and ice cream for it. It is a time for me to strengthen my non-existant religious convictions. To test my will power. And hopefully, to lose some weight.
So I am asking all my friends to help me from straying. I'm not to have any chocolate or ice cream for six weeks.
Well yesterday I went to uni to do my course approval and got as far as physics (the paper i wanted to get out of the way first) and then I only got some course advice. The advisor thinks I should probably change from PHSI263 Properties of matter to PHSI251 Quantum and Uncertainty. And the advisor was really scary, he was one of those people who stares right at your eyes when he talks to you, so I spent most of the meeting looking at the floor. And even then I had the weird feeling that his boots were staring at me.
So today after finishing "Child of the river" by Paul J. MacAuley (which is a very good book, but unfortunately its the first of a trilogy so it doesn't have much of an ending) I went to town. After returning my library book I was heading toward uni to do some more course approval when i met up with Shaun, a friend I haven't seen in AGES. He was going to the barbers to have a really bad dye job cut off. So I walked with him. When I was saying good-bye to him once he was at the barbers i completely shamed myself out. For some unknown reason instead of waving I did the double handed sideways point thing. All I could think afterward was "kill me I've been possessed by a game show host" (and we are talking arms to sides, swing and point for the elbow '60s dance move here NOT the two handed revolver bond-girl point). Anyway, its way hot in dunedin today and I can't have Ice cream coz lent started today :o(.

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