♥ Friday, October 15, 2004 ♥
11:20
Fickle. That's what I've come to realise of dear-old Joy. Since the commencement of intensive course hunting, she has been constantly proposing new Universities/courses. Just last week, our friend was all about James Cook, and 5 minutes ago, she just rejected the hour old MDIS proposal, and is all set for TMIS (for now). Loonified.
Oh wells, it's not like I'm any better - Monday: was filling up SIA's cabin crew application form (yesyes, RJJ wants to be high-class hostesses). My psyche's comparable to mashed potato, with the exception of the warm yummy gravy.
And I'm starving.
