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(diaryland) June 02, 2006 - 7:12 p.m.

I still get real jealous about stuff. Unreasonably. That is one thing I wish I didn't do.

Hey, I left my entire backpack containing many boring articles, squishy lollies, and my wallet in a carpark yesterday. I got home and realised I had done it. Then I went and got it back. Awesome.

Hey, I'm going to do an arts subject next semester. This exciting. It is called, "The Fate of Art: Philosophical Aesthetics and Contemporary Culture." The only bad thing is I have to do the subject somewhere in the depths of Australia's eleventh most unstable building.

Today, I was playing a Liszt piece for my teacher, and in the middle of it, she started laughing. I said, "Excuse me," and she said, "No, it's not you. It's just that Liszt is too sexy."

I was kind of scared, yet it is true.




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