Another Boring Sunday

Summary of what I did on a normal Sunday morning

3.12pm
Just woke up not long ago, ate my left over nasi lemaks for brunch. And started copying down the sample solution for accounting in LMS (gee. should have printed it). I have to finish my assignment by 6pm!

4.00pm
Out of boredom of sitting in front of my laptop thinking of how to do accounting assignment. Called mum, and she's in Malacca (her hometown). Gee. Talked to her, grandma, my dearest cousy (Li ling), and my another 2 aunts. DAMN. My cousin told me that I've got ang moh slangs. I was like. WTF! Anyway, daddy did not talk to me since he's busy with his mah jong with my uncles and grandfather.

7.12pm
YES!! YAHOO!!! I finally finished my accounting assignment. I know I took 4 hours. WHATEVER. I can finally step out from the house, and have dinner.

8.15pm
Finished bathing. Went out for dinner at Dumpling Plus. Ate loads of stuffs. 'Thanks' to my brother. Lol. Three of us are undecided, so we ended up ordering all three different types of dumplings, wanton and meatballs instead of choosing one. Ended up, we are all full, and our stomach are bursting soon.
Went for Sunday Grocery shopping at Laguana and Safeway. *gee* I was really tempted with the mooncakes. I will get it soon.

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A big shout out for the Malaysians.

HAPPY MERDEKA!!!

*gee* Since when am I so patriotic? But still I'm pretty jealoused since you guys got a 1 day holiday. Life's unfair!

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There are still loads of things for me to catch up in uni. Although I've always been busy, yet my homework and assignments are loaded up week by week. *Gee*
The works are always unfinished. Take note: UNI IS DEFINITELY DIFFERENT THAN COLLEGES! *GEE* A BIG NOTICE FOR THOSE WHO CLAIMS COLLEGE IS WAY HARDER THAN UNI.

I'm pissed with those college students saying these to me
"Eh, you uni definitely more relaxed than me. You guys only have 12 hours per week."

My answers to them:
Hey, those 12 hours per week are just for commerce students. AND yet some commerce students have up to 16 hours per week. I have fucking 20 hours per week. Besides, in uni, we have loads of assignments, and the extra hours break in between are not even enough for our self revisions and homeworks. AND NOT TO MENTION THAT OUR NOTES BY LECTURES ARE DEFINETLY NOT COMPLETE. For example, In my psychology classes, each of the notes are just 1/10 of the materials needed for exams. *GEE*. Sometimes I felt life in college is really way easier than uni.

I've got a big list of things to complete this week. (Let's see whether I can complete it by the end of the week)
1. Data Analysis Lab test revision ( I've to revise everything by thursday)
2. Finish psychology essay by Sunday
3. Revise Lecture 1-Lecture 12 (Genetics) - Exam next week. Damn
4. Accounting Decision Making (Wed Due)
5. Accounting Skill Builder, Tut questions and Horngren (Wed Due)
6. Social Psychology and QM readings (Due Tuesday)
7. Biology ILT4 Due Friday
8. Biology Lab Preparation (Fark. I hate this the MOST!!)
9. Complete file-ing all my notes (They are so messed up)
10. Finish psychology 3 hours participation research

Sigh. So many things to do. Yet so little time. I'm so fucked Up.

I hate my blogs

Gee. Damn. Fark. Shyt. *PISS*

Just read my old blogs. And they are really farking hilarious. All these while, I thought I'm a decent, mature girl. DAMN. By looking back at those old post, I felt I was really stupid, bimbo, lala. Oh whatever you can think of. The number 1 lala & Bimbo IN THE WHOLE WIDE WORLD.

1st of all, All my old post are craps. Those fancy hand writings, with different sizes of font on each words, and fancy colours on each lines. GEE. THEY ARE DISGUSTING. I wonder what was I thinking that moment.
I wonder, why my friends ever read my blogs, and they don't felt disgusted at that moment. I guess, we are all growing up at the same stage. And now, looking at our recent blogs, they are so different and it grew according to our ages.
DAMN. I still hated my old post. Piff.

PS: Not the missyjulia blog. But the old xanga blog and friendster. (Not gonna put it here)

Shyt.

SHYT!!! I've got Accounting assignment due-ing this Monday. And i haven't started anything!
Have to finish it by tonight. Wish me luck.

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Just to update on my last post,

According to Leo, the reason he said I'm going to cry is not because of the salty pork or what so ever. The main reason, is because he hide my anniversary ring (take not, it's not a wedding ring).

After spending my whole night updating my blog skin, my eyes are finally tired and dry. It's BEDTIME NOW!!!

Note: It's already 4.29 am and I'm still not sleeping.
PS: Damien is snooring very loudly beside me and DAMN!!! DAMIEN'S BROTHER DID NOT BRING A GIRL BACK. Instead he brought a guy back (it's his bestfriend and he's definetly not gay).

PPS: GEE. I wonder what will happened if he read my blog. I'll be so dead. XD

29.8.2008 - ii

Guess what,











I FAILED!!!!!!

Am very disappointed. According to Leo, Julia's going to cry.
First of all, my fried pork is too salty. Probably too much of beancurds / the uneven amount of kentucky flours. Since Kentucky flours are already salty. But if you don't mind salty food, it's OK.
Leo and Damien helped me on the frying process. A BIG THANK YOU for saving my life on time. Since I was nearly dying, with the hot oil splashing here and there. And it nearly went into my eyes. GOSH. I NEED A FRYING MACHINE (I'll put it in my wish list).
I'll try this out another time soon, I will prove that I'm not a princess.

29.8.2008

I should be studying now. It's Friday afternoon, and I'm alone again. I skipped my data analysis lecture again this morning. Was too lazy for the 10 o'clock morning class. I've bought some fat blaster pills that are supposed to boost my energy and fats. Lets just see whether it works this time. Have to really stick with my diet this time, as Daddy and Mummy are coming over to Melbourne in just 1 month time. I'm dead. There are just so many things that I wish to do after I get slim down. The main reason, is for a big surprise for dad and mum. Since they complained so much about my outlook, I don't think that I'm exactly that fat, but I do wish I'm smaller. Thinking about diet, I've started binge, and all sort of diets since I'm standard 6. I guess. Ever since I stopped ballet, I've started to eat. As in REALLY EAT. My ballet teacher have got a strict diet on us since I was 3 ( and yeah, ever since I'm a baby). Not allowed to eat fried chicken, oily food, and what so ever. I stayed thin for my entire primary school, but it stopped when I was standard 6. Everything changed. I started eating out of control, especially those tempting fried chicken. I have to admit, I was stupid that time. Innocent, probably knowing too little knowledge about chicken fats. And my stupid, irresponsible, money minded school canteen staff sold me fried chicken necks. And I bought it. GOD ! IT'S FULL WITH ESTROGEN! CHICKEN NECK IS THE PART WHERE THE INJECTIONS ARE INJECTED AND THEY HAVE THE MOST ESTROGENS! I was so happy that time with the fried chicken neck, duh, It's full of skin, And that's the best part of fried chicken after all ( U have to give consideration to me, I'm after all a girl, that have only eaten limited fried food and finally I was free from those). And that's the way I get my boobs. GOD! I just want them to shrink. I'm really regreting.

Ok, back to the story. I've bought those pills, and started green tea diet. Have checked on the net, and It's a really healthy diet, as it burns fat, and I can prevent cancers. Isn't that great?
Anyway, I'm still recommending Cabbage soup diet. How I wish I can stick with it, but i cant. Not because of the will. I'm supposed to stick for 7 days. But on the 5th day, I've given up. It's just too awful to even think about cabbage anymore. YUCK. Try eating for a week. And you will understand what I meant. The good news is I've lost 2kgs in 5 days.

I'm cooking today. Cooking, but not eating. DUH. Cooked for Damien and my brother. See, I'm such a responsible sister and girlfriend. Damien called his mum to ask about the recipe for Hakka fried pork. But it's like, his mum did not tell me anything exact also. I've to figure out the real amount myself. And she's like looking down on me. Not only her, my mum does that to me also. Why is everyone treating me this way? I KNOW EVERYONE'S THINKING THAT I'M A PRINCESS. AND I DON'T KNOW HOW TO COOK. ETC. ETC. BUT TAKE NOTE, I'LL PROVE THAT I'M NOT.

I'll blog later. And tell you how it taste like.

PS: I read my old blog. And it's so fun!!! OMG. I didn't know I was so childish, innocent, lala. And, I didnt knew I passed by my adolescence, and I do changed alot now. I was reading it yesterday, when I suddenly remembered I wrote on the friendster blog before.
PPS : I read damien's blog too. And I got so jealoused. DUH. He have got so many exes. And he called 'sayang' (darling in malay) on another girl, which is not his ex. GRHH.

Life Isn't that satisfying

Haven't been blogging recently. Have been dreaming lots of plans to decorate the blog, and obviously I chose to wait for everything to become perfectly fine- only I will blog. Duh, That's always me. Having lots of plans, and canceling them of from my wish list one by one when time comes. AND By the end of time, I'LL END UP DOING THE LAST MINUTE SATISFACTORY JOBS.
Erm, What I did today? Basically nothing. It's just a ordinary, yet normal boring un-interesting day of life. Started my cabbage soup diet today, and of course I've to REALLY REALLY STICK TO MY PLAN THIS TIME. Having lots of day-dreams recently, NOT GONNA TELL U WHAT IT IS THOUGH.