3 nights ago, I dreamt about Fibo Cheer. We were at a competition, completely unprepared. I think we were trying to recall the Space Jam steps or something. It was quite humiliating. I woke up in the morning... missing the team terribly. :(

The weather has bee really nice these few days. So much so that on Tuesday afternoon, I took a nice stroll to uni and it wasn't the usual "Get out of my way, I'm late for class" half-running walks, it was a STROLL. Walked past Calrton Gardens and decided to have lunch there with Joy.

By the way, I didn't take a walk to uni JUST because I felt like it, I'm not THAT free. I had to pick up my French test papers. So I went to the Arts centre at Swanston/Grattan and thought, "I actually recall it being the OLD Arts building. So little me trudged all the way there, in an almost empty campus, only to be told that it was, indeed, the Arts Centre. I left feeling slightly disgruntled that I'd just come from there but yet not minding in the slightest (contradictory, I know) went all the way back, tacking my time to climb up to the fifth floor admiring all the art work along the way. Got lost on the way to Carlton, but that didn't matter either.

All in all, it was a good feeling to get out, and no where to go.

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MYER is having sales! But I went and looked around the ENTIRE shoe department yesterday and couldn't find a pair of black leather boots that was worth its price (i.e. all made in China and/or was synthetic) and then I went back to Alberto Piazza (the place that sponsored shoes for the Aa fashion show.


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