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AMANDA NICOLE
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taurus
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canningcollege
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curtin university
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orientation camps!
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ROWING
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Chocolates
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SUN SAND SEA.



aspirations
conquer mount kinabalu
master drums one day
learn guitar tabs ( currently)
to be a rich woman!
grow taller!
learn how to do makeup
travel around the world backpacker style
get back home to singapore!
do well in up in uni exams
ROWING CHAMPIONSHIPS!
hiphop street dancing
the special coffee blend
do something crazy and wild
get my honours!
work hard in both my jobs
throw the old, get the new
be the next AUSTRALIAN IDOL



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crumpler bag
rowing championships medals
more eyecandies!
to dye my hair brown/red
my food hunt
workout dumbells
GET AN AWESOME TATTOO
another piercing to go with
new balance dryfit apparel
nike running dryfit tee
splurging on sunglasses
COME BACK HOME!
lesser projects/schoolwork
another jar of jellybeans!
retain my 46kg
running machine
doritos nachos
cadbury icrecream tubs
up my fitness level
to get my HOT abs
to able to carry a scull by myself
get tanner under the sun!



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Thursday, September 20, 2007   7:36 PM

20th september 2007
Day a hundred and sixty.


schools out in a week's time! while everyone else is celebrating the term's break, i would be studying with the rest for the final year college exams and the TEE/ foundation we are supposed to take by the end of the year.


with only weeks to spare before the exams. three more weeks to the final college exams, six more weeks to my TEE and eight more weeks till i come home. now that's if i book an earlier scheduled flight back home. from months when i started, it seemed like an awful long time before i came back home and now i have ony weeks left till im home with everyone else. im excited, hell i am. exams are like one part of me waiting to get over with, the coming back home part takes the most priority. im itchy to pack my bags and leave here soon. soon amanda, soon.


three more weeks and i'll be studying hard ( i think im turning into a mugger/nerd by the end of my exams) just like what hanxian says, he'll be a nerd in bad boy's pants, i'll do the same. i wouldnt underrmine my looks and style just for exams. equally, i'll look my best for the exams. everyone says good impressions count ( that includes coming early for papers) HAHA.


so my holidays arent so free afterall, our teachers were nice enough to plan extra tutorial classes for us during the term's break. thank you! whatever. aggh;(this is how revision goes. four hours to one subject that's eight in the morning to about 1230 pm in the late afternoon. an hours break for lunch till 130pm. and classes begin, a different subject in the afternoon till 520pm. that's crazt. yes, please say it again. im doomed. we all are.


you know how you try to tell animals something and they just dont get you? well i had one experience. i tried telling a pig to return my hairclips that 'it' snatched off my hair. it didnt listen. i guess you cant blame them since they speak a totally different language to ours. we're defined, they are just animals with no brians. THANK YOU. he wouldnt hand me back my clips after i threatened to take his keys away. he just wouldnt listen. now how do you talk things/ matters out with a pig? you use force.


all the way from the chemistry labs, we dragged each other along the corridors, my left hand in his pocket trying to fish out my pin while he dragged me along, one feet after another. with one hand in the same pocket as my hand, he tried to pull my fingers out. i wouldnt budge. i think we looked crazy laughing along the corridors. it was sick in a way with my hand in his pocket. but he wouldnt get me my hairclip back. there were times i felt the black metal amist his fingers but he just swirled away, pulling my body to follow with the momentum. he walked towards a pole with our hands in between and i got tangled by the stupid pole. i practically knocked myself out. HAHA. i settled for the keys in his pocket since he didnt want to return my clip back.

give me my clip back then i'll give you your keys back.
wait do you even need it?
no.
i can always ask my homestay parents to open up the door
dammit.

oh fine. i took his keys instead. i needed to pee badly so i dragged him towards the females toilet, i told him since you dont want to let go of my clip, im not letting go of your pants. so you follow me. HAHA. i pulled him by the door and he let go instantly. i guess he was just scared to have girls target him as a pervert serves him right. i went to ease myself before coming out much later to find him gone. oh wells, i went to wait outside economics class with connon.

he called me. yes hello?
PIGGY, WHERES MY KEYS?
its with me why?
i want them back!
well guess what! you have something of mine also
and i want it back now.
where are you?
outside econs class.
WHAT why are you there?
i have class unlike SOMEONE
where is it?
HAIZ it's okay. i'll go back to the toilet.

i met him outside just before he trotted back home. i use the word trotted since he bounces when he walks. just like a pig. AHHA. we struggled for a while and he just wouldnt budge with my clip and so his keys didnt get returned back. we made it back to econs place before we ended up in a truce. on my right hand, i had my clip in one palm and in the other hand his keys. 5, 4, 3, 2, 1. CHANGE! he played dirty. he took my clip again. and i poked him so badly that he let go. HAHA. he tried poking me, but it didnt affected me much. lousy guy.

three clips. i came over to perth with six clips and right now, im left with two only. the missing ones, there's only one person to take the blame for all the times he's been at my hair, yes that stupid piggy doesnt know when to stop. now i wish guys had long hair also. (pulls, TUGS TUGS ) im even lucky enough to have charmaine lend me one of her clips.

stuart came out of his office. we hurried along for class. lp took my stuffs along together with my clips while i was trying to manage my untidy hair that was messed up by piggy just a few moments ago. she went to the bin to throw her biscuit wrapper in.

lp, where's my clips?

did you take them?

yeah, yeah i have.

( she even waved them to me from afar)

the next thing she did horrified me. i was scared out of my wits. shit scared. after she said she'll meet me in class, she threw her wrapper into the bin.

okay, i need my clips ( i ran towards her)

OMG. AMANDA!

what! ( i steadied myself for the shock)

i threw your clips into the bin

YOU WHAT! say that AGAIN!

i went to throw my wrapper and accidentally i threw it in also.

HEYHEY get it out!

i opened the bin cover and went scurrying through all the heaps of rubbish. banana skins, drinkcans, paper and even what nots in there. gosh, it stank. but i'll do anything for my clips.

amanda! quick come for class.

but i cant find them lp

never mind.

what never mind? i only have those three.

well, because

i have them with me ( she shows up the clips)

trust me. at this point. i ran like no ones business. it was crazy. i cant imagine reliving through all that again. it scared me really out of my wits. i cant believe she did that to me. aggh. youre a meanie lp. a real meanie. yorue going into my book of naughty kids. santa's not gonna give you anything this christmas. HAHA. bad girl.