Our new TV arrived today. The delivery man woke me up... twice. So after a huge struggle to turn the box upside down, undo the things, turn it back the right way and then take the box off, i finally ummm... got the box off. Then I read the instruction book, whilst I was inside the box. It was cool, I attached my torch to the roof and it was like a little house. Upon reflection that is something a 7 year old might do, not a 17 year old. Meh... I'm home alone and in my pyjamas, I can do whatever I want. What semi sucks about the new TV is that its partially a Christmas present from my rellies. So that means no christmas money for me this year, but I don't want to complain because well... It's a new really cool TV!!!
So then I went on with my 7 year old behaviour and started zapping things with the new fancy remote which has a button for everything.
Then I crawled back into the box and read some more. But I heard some rank noise coming from the outside world. So I clambered out of the box and found my cat was half way through coughing up a hairball. Yum. So I picked him up at arms length and chucked him out the door just in time.
After that I went down to post off my application for the B. IT at swinburne. But it's really poor. FIngers crossed I get an interview (and then an ENTER score to match.)
When I came back from the post box I found a letter addressed to my Mum in the mail. It was from Malawi!!! So I ran inside and called my Mum to ask if I could open it. And yes, it was from the only person I know in Malawi; our world vision child, Mfuneyi. It's pretty cool. There are two little people on it, one is green and fat with big ears and the other is small and pink with a green thumb. Look! (click to enlarge) - Em xoxo
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