I was so prepared to stay home from uni today. I was. I fought tooth and nail to stay home, even though my mum fought tooth and nail back to get me to go.

So I went.  Only my going had no purpose after all.

Mondays are only an hour’s worth. Now, some of you might question why the hell I go to uni on Mondays this semester at all, but I figure it’s X-amount of weeks, it could be worse, et cetera, et cetera.

My lecturer didn’t show up.

So all in all, attending uni today was an exercise in complete pointlessness.

YES, THAT IS CORRECT, LADIES AND GENTLEMEN!

Sonya is going to see the velvet-voiced Justin Timberlake LIVE in concert on 6 November this year!

I AM SOFREAKINGEXCITED.

This freakin’ sucks.

I got out of bed way too early this morning to get to uni by 9 AM (because Mum starts work at 9 AM, and I go to the university where she works - yeah, I need to start driving). My Business Law tutorial class started at 10 AM.

Only it didn’t.

My tutor apparently still has jet lag, or is ill, or something. He couldn’t even be bothered to inform us that he wasn’t going to be there. My only other class today is Knowing and Knowledge, which is a one-hour lecture at 3 PM.

So I could have come in at 3-freaking-PM. *punches something* I got out of bed way too early for no reason whatsoever.

Oh, and we had homework to hand in as well, and apparently there’s an assignment due next week that my tutor hasn’t even discussed with the group.

Gaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!

I had my nineteenth birthday last Monday. To soften the blow of entering my final year of teenagerhood, my parents bought me the thing I’ve been wanting since my other one (nearly, almost) died: a white 80 GB Apple iPod. They (well, actually, I) ordered it from Apple online, so we had it laser engraved (for free!) with the inscription To Sonya, love from Mum and Dad. I got a pink Belkin brushed-metal case to protect it as well.

Aah, I love the thing so much. I’ve waited a while for it (by my standards, since I pretty much get what I want, when I want - which, yes, I am grateful for), but since the iPod was so expensive, I was happy to wait.

I got a few other presents from my parents too, including a 25th Anniversary Care Bear, which has genuine Swarovski crystals set into its eyes and sterling silver accents. I’m not allowed to take it out of its box. and that’s fine with me, since the bear’s fur is purest white! Yeah, I’m just a kid at heart.

I also got a 100 mL bottle of Calvin Klein Euphoria perfume, which is my ’signature scent’ and the most divine perfume since… since Mum bought her La Prairie Silver Rain perfume (as a side note, Silver Rain smells wonderful on my mum and not so wonderful on me, which leads me to conclude that it smells best on middle-aged, pack-a-day smokers. Oh, the injustice of it all).

I received a bit of money from my godmother, who lives on the other side of the city. I’m hoping that she’ll visit sometime soon - I’d really like to catch up with her.

I’d better finish off my Business Law homework soon. There’s not much of it to go, and contracts are pretty interesting, at least for the moment.

Oh! I also bought myself SingStar 90s. That game is incredibly embarrassing. I knocked through most of the songs on there in a night.

And it was so humiliating. Why, you ask? I KNOW THOSE SONGS. I LOVED THOSE SONGS.

Reasons Why SingStar 90s Embarrasses the Hell Out of Sonya:

• All Saints, ‘Never Ever’;
• Billy Ray Cyrus, ‘Achy Breaky Heart’;
• Aqua, ‘Barbie Girl’;
• Spice Girls, ‘Wannabe’;
• The Cardigans, ‘Lovefool’;
• Natalie Imbruglia, ‘Torn’… oh, just read the list.
• Go on, observe my humiliation: SingStar 90s track list (thanks Wikipedia).