Why dieting doesn't work in my life, also...
... why I love some people so much.
This has been the week after the feasting of Raya celebrations. I've been stuffed chock-a-block full of every delicacy known, and unknown, to my country. Since I had an awesomely awful case of bursitis during the fasting month, I've been allowed a few weeks' respite from friggin' physical activity. I did get a new hot water bottle to put on my knee, and in honour of an equally clingy creature, I'm calling her T-Zhou. Gosh, what an imagination.
Oh, and the chemistry exam on Wednesday was depressing. It was further proof that I am bloody incapable of sustained effort. However, with the recent angst-fest involving my uni applications, I'm going to give "continuing endeavour" another shot. Let's see how long that lasts.
I've been asked to an interview to a really prestigious uni, but the lady in charge of these things said it's not really unusual for this particular uni to call as many students as they can for an interview... Not much of a moral booster, but it'll suffice.
Oh yes, back to the title story.
On Monday, my mum picked me up from college with a giant bowl of ice cream. I finished it.
On Tuesday, I bought myself a chocolate-blended drink-thing from a coffeehouse. I finished it.
On Wednesday, my brother found a bit of cash. He bought the family a giant bowl of ice cream. I finished it.
On Thursday, I drank approximately six million cups of Pepsi at a friend's birthday party. I then proceeded to embarrass the boys present by downing a glass of a worrying Pepsi-tabasco mix without flinching.
To-day, I've...
Well, I only ate lunch today, but the day's young still. So the whole "let's stuff her full of stuff" plan may still-
Oh damn. I ate a bar of chocolate a friend gave me.
I told my skinny, slim ballerina friend that one should do as one wishes, because one never knows when one could get run over by a truck.
She insists my personal philosophy has corrupted her mind. I don't think she's wrong. XD
And I'm joining NaNoWriMo for the first time this year! I want to get any and all kinds of writing out of my system in November, so that I can concentrate during my study-break in December. At least, that's the line I'm sticking by.
It involves a LOT of traveling, so I would appreciate very much if you could tell me the things you like about you country, and the things you don't like so much about your country. I'd be honoured to try and insert it into the story. In fact, this month will be very tumultuous as there're a hell of a lot of things for me to do.
Including cursed driving lessons.
This has been the week after the feasting of Raya celebrations. I've been stuffed chock-a-block full of every delicacy known, and unknown, to my country. Since I had an awesomely awful case of bursitis during the fasting month, I've been allowed a few weeks' respite from friggin' physical activity. I did get a new hot water bottle to put on my knee, and in honour of an equally clingy creature, I'm calling her T-Zhou. Gosh, what an imagination.
Oh, and the chemistry exam on Wednesday was depressing. It was further proof that I am bloody incapable of sustained effort. However, with the recent angst-fest involving my uni applications, I'm going to give "continuing endeavour" another shot. Let's see how long that lasts.
I've been asked to an interview to a really prestigious uni, but the lady in charge of these things said it's not really unusual for this particular uni to call as many students as they can for an interview... Not much of a moral booster, but it'll suffice.
Oh yes, back to the title story.
On Monday, my mum picked me up from college with a giant bowl of ice cream. I finished it.
On Tuesday, I bought myself a chocolate-blended drink-thing from a coffeehouse. I finished it.
On Wednesday, my brother found a bit of cash. He bought the family a giant bowl of ice cream. I finished it.
On Thursday, I drank approximately six million cups of Pepsi at a friend's birthday party. I then proceeded to embarrass the boys present by downing a glass of a worrying Pepsi-tabasco mix without flinching.
To-day, I've...
Well, I only ate lunch today, but the day's young still. So the whole "let's stuff her full of stuff" plan may still-
Oh damn. I ate a bar of chocolate a friend gave me.
I told my skinny, slim ballerina friend that one should do as one wishes, because one never knows when one could get run over by a truck.
She insists my personal philosophy has corrupted her mind. I don't think she's wrong. XD
And I'm joining NaNoWriMo for the first time this year! I want to get any and all kinds of writing out of my system in November, so that I can concentrate during my study-break in December. At least, that's the line I'm sticking by.
It involves a LOT of traveling, so I would appreciate very much if you could tell me the things you like about you country, and the things you don't like so much about your country. I'd be honoured to try and insert it into the story. In fact, this month will be very tumultuous as there're a hell of a lot of things for me to do.
Including cursed driving lessons.