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Thursday, April 3, 2008 4:55 PM
   16: rain rain pours away


Outside, the skies are dark and threatening. You hear thunder crawling across the roof and somehow the temperature drops just that bit lower, in anticipation of the watery backlash we're all gonna get. Bloodyhell. I've got driving later on, just my luck to get shitty weather. I just hope that come May 16th, mister sun is nice to me and gives me warm sunshine and beams so that I may (somehow, hopefully) ace my test.

Amongst a list of things that'll need to be done (but I can't since I blew a huge portion of my money on something) - get my hair rebonded and trimmed, buy cloth so that I can learn to sew clothes by my own clothes by myself.

I'm responsible for the condition of my hair turning from glossy smooth to bird-nest-like wiry. All the hair conditioners that I buy and switch from time to time coupled with the conditioners and rubbing my hair together when I towel dry. Nasty habits.





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