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Thursday, 15 July 1999

15 July 1999

After spend yesterday afternoon doing heavy manual labour, trimming bushes, landscaping, moving a tree. I eventually managed to get the poem done for ENGL217.
Todays morning classes were uneventful. But then this afternoon I went to my ENGL217 class and everyone liked my poem. But then they decided to interperate it. And lets just say the song quote above suits well.
Well I have to get ready and have tea in time to go to Kundun.
Bye.
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