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[06 Apr 2006|04:06pm] |
Mike in makeup for the play.
Man, I was not digging school today. I was eight kinds of out of it. I probably will stay home tomorrow. Last day before break- you know loads of people are taking off early anyway.
I am, however, super-de-duper stoked about the prospect of study abroad in the UK.
http://www.vjc.edu/academics/studyabroad/index.aspx?id=5571
That's the sitey thinger. There's a direct connect between Villa Julie and the London Metropolitan University... plus a Uni in New Zealand? The only things about New Zealand I've learned are from those exotic Visit New Zealand! adverts.. and Georgia Nicholson books which make NZ seem like the land of the sheep snoggers.
You know, I really don't know much about New Zealand. I suppose it's like the b@stard child of Australia. Hm.. now I'm all thoughtful-like.
And now, a lully song.
Spring is here, a-suh-puh-ring is here.
Life is skittles and life is beer.
I think the loveliest time of the year is the spring.
I do, don't you? 'Course you do.
But there's one thing that makes spring complete for me,
And makes ev'ry Sunday a treat for me.
All the world seems in tune
On a spring afternoon,
When we're poisoning pigeons in the park.
Ev'ry Sunday you'll see
My sweetheart and me,
As we poison the pigeons in the park.
( click for the rest )
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