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| William Shakespeare
"When we mean to build, we first survey the plot, then draw the model; and when we see the figure of the house, then we must rate the cost of the erection; which, if we find outweighs ability, what do we then, but draw anew the model in fewer offices; or at least desist to build at all."
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| oh my goodness... why the opportunity arise now?!
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| Work has been quite busy lately, in fact is getting busier and busier all the way til christmas. I am actually enjoying this period of tight schedule.
Just put up with 2 late nights of work, and thank you Wendi for being there for me!
Got given a client to be handled on my own today, for the first time. Kinda nervous but I will get over it I believe.
Oh, and I had a trip down to mandurah for a site visit and client meeting this afternoon too.
Work is just getting more and more exciting these days! =D
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| This Year's Love, a song that was played back in school days, and recently has been in my mind again...
This Year's Love - David Grey
This years love had better last
Heaven knows it's high time
And I've been waiting on my own too long
But when you hold me like you do
It feels so right
I start to forget
How my heart gets torn
When that hurt gets thrown
Feeling like you can't go on
Turning circles when time again
It cuts like a knife oh yeah
If you love me got to know for sure
Cos it takes something more this time
Than sweet sweet lies
Before I open up my arms and fall
Losing all control
Every dream inside my soul
And when you kiss me
On that midnight street
Sweep me off my feet
Singing ain't this life so sweet
This years love had better last
This years love had better last
So whose to worry
If our hearts get torn
When that hurt gets thrown
Don't you know this life goes on
And won't you kiss me
On that midnight street
Sweep me off my feet
Singing ain't this life so sweet
This years love had better last
This years love had better last
This years love had better last
This years love had better last
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| Sunny, 34 degrees, light breeze.
One hot afternoon for sailing. Was at the pen around mid-day to prepare for the race.
Race started at 13:40. It was meant to be a short race, but due to the constant change in wind speed, the race only ended at 16:30. Dehydration took the better part of me towards the end of the day... nevertheless we had a respectable 4th.
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