10:45 a.m.
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23 March, 2004

I love Julia.

Seriously, I truly love her. She is amazing and wonderful and I'm not sure I would still be at uni without her. Now, if I could just find someone exactly like her, who isn't straight, a mother, and living with an older guy, I would be IN love as well as just expressing love. It would be cool if they weren't as domineering as her either, actually, but that's just a little point.

Today, I'm going to give you a lovely quote:

'One must have chao within oneself to give birth to a dancing star'.

I was going to put in my favourite quote, but it's too long and I've just spent 12 hours writing about human nature and morality... there's only so much you can really say about how crap human beings are before your fingers start to cramp, your back aches and you start craving tomato soup.

3000 words, it's inhuman.

And I have 2 days left until I have to hand in 2,500 on memory systems for 'brain and behaviour'.

OH. MY. GOD. You see, my mum went on holiday today. Yes, again. I have the honour and misfortune of taking care of the house, the brothers, the goldfishesssss and the cat for a week. Also, my mother runs a nursery from home and all the parents have asked me to take over my mother's job for the week. I agreed, being a nice, extremely poor, girl. BUT, one of the mother's just called me and asked me to take care of her 8 month old baby. And now I'm panicking. I mean, I've taken care of babies all my life, but not without my mum around to make things all fixed if I messed up. I'm scared, but also looking forward to the money at the end. Money!!!!

I will have to take care of a baby and write my essay and take care of the bigger kids and do housework... I'm suddenly feeling as though I want to march somewhere and burn my bra at the town hall... but don't worry, I won't.