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My week revolved around books, rehearsal, Slashi Hub and convincing my dad the stuff he bought was all good and he didn't have to replace them.

He was a perfectionist. Dale and I hadn't settle our issues yet; he didn't seem like he wanted to. In fact, he acted like everything was normal! I hated that. The next step is what I'm trying to figure out.

Lindsey also had been busy processing her passport, going to the spa and buying stuff she didn't need like snow boots... Egypt is flooded with sand! She has excitement issues.

Speaking of issues... Chris is still very much trying to get to Kelsie. He calls her everyday, texts her, tries to talk to her on the hallways... He tries so hard. Kelsie almost gave in even after I warned her. I had to pull out the 'grey blob' video which brought her back on track...phew!

My dad and I set up the house on Friday night and it took three hours because he kept on shifting the decorations after we set them up. He wanted everything to be perfect.

"The things people do for love," I thought to myself, "I hate love. Can you hate love? Love hate? I do love hating love... precisely because I can't resist it..."

"Kristie! Back to work!"

You know what else I hate? Being interrupted from my thoughts!

"Okay dad," I said as I sluggishly stood from my seat.

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