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Vox Audita Perrit, Literra Scripta Manet....
The heard word is lost, the written letter remains...
Waiting for a computer here at uni is amazing. You don't wait any longer than two minutes, seriously! And...I sighted a scanner earlier! I've wanted to scan a new pic for the Norman fanlisting, so in the next couple of days I'll do an update and accomplish that, hopefully.

Hrrm. It's that time of year again. I am eighteen years and 364 days old today. Tomorrow, I will be nineteen years old. What an insignificant age nineteen seems, hovering there between eighteen and twenty.

For my birthday, I will be spending two hours in a communication and culture lecture learning about semiotics, then another two hours learning Latin. My idea of a good time, I assure you. However, the family unit and I are going out to an Italian restaurant tomorrow so there will be a reward for my studiousness.

Not entirely sure what I'm getting for my birthday just yet....I think dad may have ordered tickets to the opera for me though! Carmen is going to be playing at QPAC in May. Very exciting, my first evening at the opera!

I love studying here, I do, but....boy, do I miss the kind of friendships I had in Toowoomba with Amy and Julie and the Chrises. I've got a new circle of friends here who are great people, but....I really miss the refectory chats and little Chris' stories and everything.

Ah, well. Studying all these lovely subjects does have its small cost.

Current Mood: bored bored
Current Music: The Supremes- Heat Wave

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allotrios From: allotrios Date: April 18th, 2004 11:03 pm (UTC) (Link)
Happy birthday! :D

Here in 'Mur'cuh, the poop age would be 20; at least I've deemed it to be thusly. You're not seen as an adult yet, because you can't drink. Yet you can't be silly and stupid and immature anymore, because that's a teen thing.


Have a good one! :)
From: sekhet_hetepet Date: April 20th, 2004 05:39 pm (UTC) (Link)
Little Chris came back the other weekend. I didn't hang long with him cos of the inundation of work to do, but seriously, same old stories to tell. It was hilarious. And funny enough, Amy and him were the same again; argueing about shit like "Do camels have fat or water in their humps?" I GOT A FRICKEN PHONE CALL TO ANSWER THAT ARGUEMENT!!!!!
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