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I'm not very dedicated to this journal am I..

It's hot and sticky and feels like home. I ate too much watermelon and binged on David Boreanez.

I'm worried my time at VCA is coming to an end. And then I think they'd be crazy to lose me.

My cat has AIDS.

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I'm still alive.

I feel the need to write something here.. seems a waste of webspace otherwise.

But soon life will slip back into its regular monotony of 9 to 6 classes and 7 to 11 lonely evenings and I will be filling these pages with rants and musings and self-indulgent reflection.

Days of holidays to go: 2
Work on assignment done: 0
Level of despair at having to leave home yet again: Immeasurable

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I spend way too much time here.


This is a second home, the first being VCA and the third a close tie between my car and various cafes and gelati stores around Melbourne.
162 G Street is pathetically trailing in fourth place, chasing after me with my forgotten packed lunch and an extra jacket.


I will write something substantial soon, I promise. Having a second lj account is a big responsibility and I don't intend to shirk it.

State of Being:
full full
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Here I stand before you, in ink (in pixels), ready to face the unknown, full of grand ideas, soy ice cream and an overabundance of punctuation.
State of Being:
full full
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