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Uni resumed on Monday. I can't seem to remember much of what's been going on since my last blog entry. I'll turn to my diary for some help :).
Early last week I came down with the flu. I've been sick three times in three weeks now. At the beginning of the previous two weeks, I had a cold. That night I cancelled on dinner with the uni gang but we all went out the day after to i-Viaggi's to make up for the loss. It was nice having a chat with them and catching up on what we've been up to since the mid sem break began.
On Friday, I was supposed to head to Red Box for karaoke with Lisa and her friends for her birthday but noone would accompany on the drive to the city after work, not even the boy. I picked him up from Mezza's house and we headed to Clarkes Point to meet up with the guys. The view was so nice and it was so peaceful sitting there infront of the rising tide.
Saturday was Tiffany's 18th birthday party. Happy birthday!
Yesterday I had to substitute for one of the other tutor's because she was busy studying for her exams. Her class is way more angelic than my rowdy group. After work, I picked Sung up and we headed to Sicilian's in Parramatta for dinner. After dinner we headed to Fragna's to catch up with the guys and left after an hour or so. Went back to Sung's house and I watched Friday Night Lights while Sung fell asleep as usual.
Anyway, enough of the boring recap. Yesterday, before uni, Alex, Lisa and I headed to Macquarie Shopping Centre for some breakfast (or a white choc mocha in my case). When we were walking away from McDonald's, just infront of KFC, I slipped. My feet went forward and the rest of my body went backwards. Lucky I caught myself on my right hand, which hit the WET ground. I didn't injure myself but if I had, they'd have a big law suit heading their way. You'd think that with all the workers they have in the centre, especially the food court, which is probably one of the most well tended to food courts I've been to, they'd take more notice of these hazards. It would take you about five seconds to mop up the floor and put a sign up saying that the floor was wet. I'd rather that than losing hundreds, possibly thousands, if I had been seriously injured. Lucky me and lucky for them.
I feel like reading Charlotte Bronte's Jane Eyre again.