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Wednesday, 12 May 1999

12 May 1999

Someone should confiscate my eftpos card, or atleast fllow me around and hit my when I try to buy useless stuff. I spent another four dollars at Morning Glory today, and that was after having lunch at Khmer Satay with Peter. it is obviously all Peter's fault coz I never would have bought a blue bear pencil sharpner if he hadn't made me. I had a fun lunch with him though, so i guess I can eventually forgive. he's an alright sort for a southlander :oÞ. A Tuatapere southlander to boot.
I had an really long and boring chem lab, made bearable only by RachAel loving herself to pieces and making everyone around agree and by Kris practising Tiekwon... umm I don't know how to spell it, the martial arts-ish thing... between the laboratory benches.
My brother's Furby is being REALLY annoying, it woun't be quiet. GRRRRRRRRR.
I had the weirdest dream last night. I got sick and while I was in hospital they noticed I was getting a lump on my forehead. When it was scanned they found a huge brain tumor that had somehow removed the front of my skull to extend itself out of my forehead. And it was completely in-operable. then it kept growing and I kept needing to eat more until eventually i was stuck lying sideways with this huge thing attached to my forehead. Then it detached leaving a thin seven-pointed star-shaped scar of my forehead. After it detached it split to reveal a baby girl, who was named Athena (for quite obvious reasons) and grew up healthy and normal. Well not really normal she was freakishly bright and had started life knowing everything I know so her early learning built upon a fair chunk of useless knowledge. THE LESSON IN THIS DREAM: don't eat huge amounts of sugar at night. And that I have a screwed up little subconcious.
Anyways, i should go and start thinking about my ENGL assignment as I have plans tomorrow night and it is due on friday. Later.

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