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    Sunday, March 05, 2006

    But let me tell you the not-so-happy part of the story before I go on to the superjoygasmic portion. Someone was supposed to go to the career fair exhibition with me and had told me alst night to give him a call in the morning. I did. I woke up at 10-ish on a SUNDAY morning just to give that someone a wake-up call. Wait, it wasn't just ONE wake-up call but MANY wake-up calls. I even had his mum to help me wake him up and *jengjengjeng* I went there by myself eventually. pfffftttt.

    So i dragged my feet to the exhibition, looking like a zombie. I was very unkempt lah. Sungguh tak senonoh. When I finally reached the convention hall, I wasn't pleased at all to see such massive swarms of human beings everywhere. I almost died of suffocation. I bumped into some familiar faces and the one of them was my secondary schoolmate and he ended up accompanying me throughout the whole searching for THE UNI stint. Now here's the happy part. I applied for james cook university and I chose Bachelor of Psychology. Henceforth, I decided to cancel my application for central queensland university since the BSc in psychology that it's offering only offers part-time. I've no idea since when I've taken such a strong liking to psychology. My dad thinks I'd become a psycho myself if I pursue a degree in psychology. So corny, right???

    After being in there for about 2 hours, we took off for late lunch at macs and ate at the fountain of wealth where we saw crazy people circling the thing as if they're on a pilgrimage. My friend said it's to bring them good luck. Ridiculous, if I may say so. Get good luck from what??! My friend suggested that it's probably because they think the water's blessed. WTF?! What blessed water? It's just water coming from the pipes somewhere. Water filled with sodium or chlorine is blessed water meh?

    Anyways, after a bit of chit-chat, he drove me till Jurong East where I took a train home and he left for a soccer game with his mates.

    And now, I just found out that my applications to both local and overseas universities all contail inaccurate information. It's all due to a mighty stupid mistake which was overlooked. HowNowBrownCow? Tsk. Now I'm faced with the arduous task of calling up the admin or frontdesk of the various universities to clarify the matter. arghhhhhhh.

    Nevermind that. In other news, my dad has given the green-light for me to study at UM. yayyy. Can you sense the excitement that fills the core of my very being? huhhh? huhhhh? Now, I must figure out a way on how do I go about applying for UM.

    Okay, I need to berak now.

    Kwinella @ 7:10 PM!