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:: Saturday, November 08, 2003 ::

I've finished cleaning my room. Let's list some of the things I found. Pay close attention, there will be questions later!

There's a small elephant made entirely out of blue tack. There are 8 bottles on my dresser, 4 of which are facial products. Bags in the room number at 6, including my laptop bag. For some strange reason, one of my skirts is on my bag shelf. There's a huge tangle of wires on my desk which I'm not going to even touch, ten dollars weighted down by my wireless lan card, a postcard from Cambie, a thermometer, an out-dated calender, a white hair-band, plenty of stray hair, printer with no black ink, a mouse, Douglas Adam's So Long and Thanks for the Fish, (which incidentally, doesn't tie up as many loose ends as I'd like, and the horrible man knows it). There are 11 soft toys on my shelf, 4 of which I bought myself, 5 given by Mel, 1 given by Lyndon and the remaining one has unknown roots. A whole stack of 8-days magazines, a modest collection of books which I've all read except DH Lawrence's Rainbow (which, incidentally...is freaking boring!) Alright, I realise this isn't all very interesting, but I didn't say it would be. And, since you'd read up to this point, it shows some masochism on your part, so let's push on!

I'm only kidding. Join me again next year when I clear out my stuff for the next semester!

:: nimezs @ 12:53 pm [+] ::

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