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day 324 - neverlanddddddd.
Written at 6:25 PM on 20 November 2011

dear reader;


Wooooo. 
Today I had instant mi goreng for breakfast. Nomnomnomnom... 
Then I read some Dramione fan fic because I'm social and stuff; and then I watched the latest episode of GLEEEEEEEE! 
BLAINE IS SO CUTE. 
And Finn is so very dopey. I swear he gets dopier every episode... 
ANYWAY.
After watching the ep, I went to the plaza and got lunch. While waiting for the fish and chips to cook, I borrowed a movie from Blockbuster USING MY COUPON FROM MACDONALDS. YAYYYY. I bored Paris.
Pierre, a professional dancer, suffers from a serious heart disease. While he is waiting for a transplant which may (or may not) save his life, he has nothing better to do than look at the people around him, from the balcony of his Paris apartment. When Elise, his sister with three kids and no husband, moves in to his place to care for him, Pierre does not change his new habits. And instead of dancing himself, it is Paris and the Parisians who dance before his eyes.
IT LOOKED INTERESTING AND GOOD AT THE TIME OK!?? :3
Yeah... I don't know when I'll watch it. Maybe tomorrow afternoon? 


THEN I WENT TO ART - yes, I changed to the earlier lesson because I needed to send in my painting for the Horno art prize. 
Painted more grass and branches. Ew. 
My parents picked me up 10 mins after the lesson finished, because they went to Bankstown to get furniture. Apparently, they managed to bargain a few hundred dollars off from the original price. Oh how asian... 
They got 2 beds, a sofa bed and a tv stand. O_O IKR - wtf?! 
THEN WE DROVE ALL THE WAY TO CHERRYBROOK from Summer Hill. 


Ok, once we got there it was pretty straightforward, after we accidentally went through the back entrance instead of the normal one. Yeah, don't ask how we managed to do that.  So they had different tables according to your last name. And yay, being Z, it was pretty easy to just go to the table furthest away because we're like exiles and loners. 
The people in front took so long! I don't even know why they were taking so long. Oh nad the woman behind me was standing so close. Like seriously close. When I turned around to look for my dad, I practically licked her nose. LOL JKS. But I did turn around, and stepped on her foot. HAHAHAHAHAH. THEN SHE REALIZED THAT SHE WAS STANDING UBER CLOSE AND JUST STEPPED BACKWARDS. YAY. KARMA. 


Blah blah, handed my painting in, got an information sheet which has the details of opening night/collection etc etc. THEN WE DECIDED TO GO TO CHATSWOOD TO HAVE DINNER, because there aren't that many good restaurants in Cherrybrook/Hornsby that we know of. 


Now, I'm working on the High Resolves video - the What makes you special part to it. MAYBE I'll post it up laterrrrrr - once I finish it. ;L 
AND I'M ACTUALLY USING NVERLAND by Ukiss for it! ;D


day 324: A picture of your favourite memory. 
HUM.
No picture - because I don't have one. Ahahahaha. 


until next time; 
♥

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yours truly
annie