Sunday, November 21, 2004

My mother informs me my memory is kuput.

I shut the oven off and forget to put the cake into it so it could actually bake. Although the raw form of cake is mighty tasty.

I need to eat bananas, or something along those lines.

November. It is almost over. Months are passing by quickly and I can't even possibly comprehend what is passing by me, unless I take a good look out of the corner of my eye. Hm. Hm. Hm. Hm.

Reaching December means applying to those types of schools where you go to learn something in particular that you are interested in.

I've only been focusing on one school, and have completely forgot about others.

I'm that confident that I will get in.

Foolish girl.





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