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Anyway, kendo was fun today. Because of crashing the HPS lecture I got to kendo pretty late and someone had taken my armour. Hence I learnt never, ever under any circumstance should anyone use armour no. 6. It was the same armour that I used during the kendo camp. The same armour that I might as well have not been wearing when Alex attacked me with a whack to the head. I saw stars. Now I know why: The top of the men has some how become soft and therefore it now provides about as much protection as wearing a tea towel.
After kendo Audrey and I managed to dodge Zia and went for dinner at the new cafe once again. Managers there were very friendly. I think they remembered us from last time and they gave us a discount. :) Then we went to Audrey's and went on this pretty amusing hunt to find the saddest songs we could think of. (sigh... sentimental moments..) We came to the conclusion that Jason Wade from Lifehouse has the saddest voice. You can just hear the pain and anguish of his apparently tortured soul in pretty much every word. Give You Back by Vertical Horizon is the saddest song. Jars of Clay didn't quite meet up to either of those. I dunno.. to me Wherever You Will Go still is in tie with Give You Back... maybe it just means more to me than it does to others.. or maybe it's cause the lover is going to die... *shurgs*. Not that it matters.
Oh well... I really hope to get these subjects sorted out soon. Mum hasn't replied my email. Knowing her she probably opened it, read it and closed it again while thinking "that's nice dear". Gah. I hope she doesn't give me one of those do-whatever-you-like answers...
Oh I forgot... Here Without You by 3DD is pretty damn sad too... hmm.... oh well..
Night! :)
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Martina.
Tina. Marty. Marts.
TiniTinyTina!
An iTram.
An 'IT' ram. (the jay chou of sheep)
celestial beings.
8:49 PM, Monday, July 30, 2007
Had a crazy hectic day. Been wandering around campus looking for all these previously unknowns lecture theatres within obscure buildings in search of a decent subject to take. Sat through Critical Thinking, Contemporary Culture and Everyday Life, Europe: Ideas and Nation and History and Philosophy of Science: Plato to Einstein. CCEL wasn't as bad as I expected. European studies was interesting and so was HPS - I'm at a loss in deciding between them. I can see how useful critical thinking might end up being but i don't think I would like to attend that class on a regular basis... or maybe it was just cause I sat there for the first 15 mins wondering what on earth the guy was going on about..Anyway, kendo was fun today. Because of crashing the HPS lecture I got to kendo pretty late and someone had taken my armour. Hence I learnt never, ever under any circumstance should anyone use armour no. 6. It was the same armour that I used during the kendo camp. The same armour that I might as well have not been wearing when Alex attacked me with a whack to the head. I saw stars. Now I know why: The top of the men has some how become soft and therefore it now provides about as much protection as wearing a tea towel.
After kendo Audrey and I managed to dodge Zia and went for dinner at the new cafe once again. Managers there were very friendly. I think they remembered us from last time and they gave us a discount. :) Then we went to Audrey's and went on this pretty amusing hunt to find the saddest songs we could think of. (sigh... sentimental moments..) We came to the conclusion that Jason Wade from Lifehouse has the saddest voice. You can just hear the pain and anguish of his apparently tortured soul in pretty much every word. Give You Back by Vertical Horizon is the saddest song. Jars of Clay didn't quite meet up to either of those. I dunno.. to me Wherever You Will Go still is in tie with Give You Back... maybe it just means more to me than it does to others.. or maybe it's cause the lover is going to die... *shurgs*. Not that it matters.
Oh well... I really hope to get these subjects sorted out soon. Mum hasn't replied my email. Knowing her she probably opened it, read it and closed it again while thinking "that's nice dear". Gah. I hope she doesn't give me one of those do-whatever-you-like answers...
Oh I forgot... Here Without You by 3DD is pretty damn sad too... hmm.... oh well..
Night! :)
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