SO. After a few hours of blogger being a faggot, I get to log in. ^_^

Marketing exam was blah. I hope Darryl D mistakes my coffee-shop theories for creativity. After the paper, Philip and Sue Anne and I went to look for Ethan for remedial Essential Graphic Software. He was cool and basically told us what to study, thereby giving us an A. Unfortunately, he charged sky-high prices for this private tuition, which we laughed off while sitting on the grey sofa on the 6th floor, lounging and chatting. Ethan is the coolest teacher eveh, and tomorrow's exam will show it.

Man, if we don't get A for the exam I won't know where to put my face.

I also found out that there can only be 5% Z grades, which makes me jittery because I would like a Z for Marketing, only after I get F for Farketing I won't any more. But gee, 4 or 5 people out of 94 gets Z grades. It's crazy insane and scary.

I sure hope the Z for Graphic Design Fundamentals is mine, all mine.

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In other news, I wrote a bit of a song, and it has the line "I fell in love with a vagabond" in it. Also, I learnt what these meant: nymphs, nymphos, nereids, coquettish, raconteurs, troubadour, cinephiles, rogues, fops, dandys, ne'er-do-wells, vagabonds, epicureans and hedonists. I like raconteurs and troubadour. And fops = dandys.

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Is it turning 17, or is it poly life? I think it's more turning 17 than poly life. Although poly life does make me swear much more.

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I can't wait to learn Final Cut Pro and Avid. Editing rocks my socks. I'm such a geek.

I also talk too much, and occasionally drop names, and I hope it isn't too annoying, and you must tell me if it's annoying, or I will go on annoying you, okay I will shut up now.