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Friday, October 07, 2005
1:24 AM

WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH THE IMAGE HOSTING??!! *sigh.

Hello hello hello. Deepest apologies for the disappearing act. I've got this nasty little strange habit. Don't really like blogging or logging onto msn whenever I'm on holiday, and by holiday I mean the entire school break. Not the leave-town-vacation holiday.

On my way back from Perth, my plane flew over a tropical storm. Cool huh! Light show was spectacular. Oh, and the West Coast Eagles[Google "west coast eagles" if u must] were on the same flight as I. They all look so cool, so hot. It's like they've got this superstar aura circling them no matter what they wear or where they go. They were on their first half of a connecting flight to London to play some friendly match, and they were seated in economy class. 2 of them were sitting in the row infront of me. I cldn't take my eyes off them. I knw peanuts abt them, and even lesser abt the mysterious man-handling sport called footy, yet I cldn't help getting all excited whenever one more walked pass.

Anyway, currently, I'm desperately looking for a temp, a temp which I don't seem to b having any luck finding. I need the cash. To get by school when the new semester starts, so I wldn't have to ask for more than what my Dad've been giving me. I feel like a complete leech whenever stick my grubby little hands out to ask for money. That's why I need to wrk. Oh so very desperately.

Also, I went to the gym for the first time in my 17 plus years living on this earth. Why? I needed to keep fit since I've stripped myself of all extra curricular activities AND, I'm striving to achieve a body much like the one Jessica Simpson confidently, and very scandalously, fluants on her video "These Boots Are Meant For Walking". However, I don't think I possess quite that much determination, and energy, to accomplish something which can only be fulfilled thru much strenuous exercise. My entire arm still aches like *toot right now.

*sigh sigh sigh. Not having a proper temp by now's making me feel terrible. Good night, pleasant dreams.

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