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It's been a while since I last posted  but I have literally had NO time, what with watching TV and rekindling my love for Sims 3 D: I used to have a family called Weasley, but there were too many of them (9!), so they starved to death and couldn't get enough sleep as I could only afford 3 beds. So then Ron went solo in a new town and didn't exercise, consequently becoming OBESE. He was a chef. He made it to the top. I was proud. That reminds me, I need to get the new expansion packs. They look awesome.

OH YEAH, guess who's poorly and has a piano exam in 40 hours? It's in London. Camden. All yo Londoners shud check me out. I'll be hanging wid my dad, yo. The exam's at 2.45pm however my dad bought off-peak tickets so we aren't leaving til 8. We shall be going to Oxford Street afterwards, although I wanted to go to Camden Market :( but I'm too scared to take my dad there. Also, I am petrified about dis exam becoz I don't feel prepared AT ALL. I'm no good at public speaking and I have to do a sort of presentation thing on my pieces. I even stutter when I'm talking to myself about it. I think I'm developing a permanent stutter, especially when I talk to other people. Like Professor Quirrell. Except mine isn't faked. My dad wants to enrol me into Speech Therapy classes at the hospital... doesn't he know they're for people who recently had strokes? I don't think I've had a stroke...

Although, when I was doing work experience at the hospital a month ago, I was helping out at this cardiac rehabilitation program for heart surgery dudes and I read this pamphlet about heart attacks and I had all the symptoms. Tightness in the chest. Little feeling in my left arm. Shortness of breath. Lightheadedness. Nausea (although that was after I realised I had many of the other symptoms). The cardiac rehab guy started to talk to me in Cantonese- he was Pakistani. It was surreal. Then I said I didn't speak Cantonese, so he switched to Mando. And we had a conversation about fried noodles. Best experience ever. Turns out he was raised in Hong Kong, and speaks with his sister in a mixture of Punjabi, Canto and English :S I thought his voice and accent sounded a bit like Ka's.

OH YEAH, and guess who's going to la Chine on Wednesday? That's right. Twice in a year. Only this time won't be as fun. My grandmother had a brain haemorrhage on Tuesday. My mum and sister are already there and appaz it's FREEZING. My sister is dying without her hand sanitiser so I have to bring her loads when we get to China on Thursday. Is it wrong that while my grandmother is in hospital, all I want to do is go shopping and get a haircut? My hair is disgusting and dry and awfully dyed. Damn you Sarah Wong and Wendy Zhao if you're reading this. Should NOT have done my hair in a dormitory bathroom in China. Too scared to dye it again lest I kill my hair further.

That's it. I hate Bach, that wily curly haired minx. Why did he have to go and make his music so damn hard to play? I also hate Beethoven. And Chopin. I like Justin Bieber. Gutted I didn't get tickets for his UK tour next year.

The builders doing the extension on our house left crumbs on the dining table :( I had to clean them up. Have you tried those new Walkers Extra Crunchy Crisps? They are deLISH. Kinda like Kettle Chips, but not as sweet. And still tasting like Walkers. This Indian guy on my bus gave me them cos I taught him how to complete a Rubix Cube.

10.20 IS PAST MY BEDTIME. GOODNIGHT.

Strawberry Yoghurt

Right now I am eating Munch Bunch yoghurt, called "Sally Strawberry". What a crap name. It was half price in Tesco Extra (it's HUGE, i love it)


Yum.


How do you say yoghurt in chinese? Oh wait, just Googled it. 酸奶. But this yoghurt isn't sour :( Actually, that is a good thing. The yoghurt in China is GROSS and sour, especially the weird ones in the bottles that are peanut flavoured. I don't know how you can eat/drink yoghurt with Chinese food. It just does NOT go. Now, yoghurt with Indian food on the other hand... still tastes strange, but is a leetle bit better.

Recently my dad has become obsessed with Indian food, and keeps randomly buying samosas and onion bhaji :S Maybe it's because they're always on offer in Tesco. Tesco sells everything. But it is rather odd. Now he wants to go to this Indian restaurant for our Christmas dinner D: NO WAY. Not that I have anything against Indian food, in fact I rather like it, but why would you go to an Indian restaurant for Christmas? It's like going to a pub for Chinese New Year. It's just wrong.

On the topic of Christmas, it really does NOT feel like it's 27 days away. I haven't even contemplated buying people presents this year, or what I want for Christmas. I don't even want anything desperately... Christmas doesn't hold the same magic as it once did :( When I was younger, I could have SWORN I heard Santa's sleigh go past my window once. I feel sorry for Santa- he's forever old. They could have made him young and SLIM, or something, I mean, how is he supposed to fit down my chimney? I can't even fit into it- believe me, I've tried and completely ruined my favourite t-shirt in the process when I was 10. Once Santa got me an electric toothbrush. That was when I realised that he was a FAKE and my DAD who is a mega cheapskate.

Today I found a hair in my Chicken Pasta Bake at school, so I reported it and they offered me another free meal... but I politely declined, of course. Who would want ANOTHER plate of food from the same batch as the one with hair in? Recently there has been an influx of people finding hairs and *shudder* nails in their food. The kitchen staff at my school are really letting themselves down.

Oh my goodness, I just looked outside the french doors to my dining room, and saw a cat staring at me :O

My fingers hurt

Right. I have this bloody piano diploma coming up in TWO WEEKS (panic attack), therefore Iway is not SUPPOSED to be blogging, but my fingers hurt so much from practising 3 hours + every day.

I HATE PIANO. I've lost count of how many times I've kicked my piano in the past coupla weeks, now my feet and my fingers hurt. It seems like the more I play, the worse I get, now is that supposed to happen? AOKFGJRDHRIDOHGAO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WHOEVER INVENTED THE PIANO AND PIANO EXAMS SHOULD DIG THEMSELVES A HOLE AND JUMP IN IT.

It's past my bedtime :( but it seems like I have to forgo my beauty sleep in favour of playing the piano, which, incidentally is on mute right now since my lucky sister is ASLEEP. GAHHH. STRESSED OUT 2 DA MAX right now, and I don't even like piano that much. It's the PRINCIPAL of not failing and losing Chinese face and bringing shame to myself and my family. If I fail, I shall become the laughing stock of the Chinese community. Or at least my mum's group of gossipy ladies, who ALWAYS tell me that I've grown taller. I bet they're just mocking my height.

Sometimes I wish I wasn't Chinese and have to face this daily challenge of keeping honour. English people seem to have it a LOT easier than us yellows. All they seem to do is watch X Factor, drink tea, and eat fish and chips. I wouldn't mind doing that myself.

NOW, I shall relax by listening to some soft jazz music, and lighting some candles (I RECENTLY FINALLY LEARNT HOW TO USE MATCHES. And burned my pinky in the process- how did that happen?!)

OH DEAR

Yesterday mon pere was in a car crash. He wasn't hurt. His car wasn't damaged. Except for a few scratches on his wheel. He got me all worried when he rang. At least I missed a bit o Chinese School. Although it's really embarrassing now cos his side airbags came out and now he's driving a car with airbags covering the windows. He pinned them up with clothes pegs. And has to wait til Monday to get them put back in.



That's twice this week some old ladies have crashed into him. IMAGINE IF THERE'S A "DIE IWAY'S DAD CLUB. D:


Currently writing my CV. I sound like an old lady with my interests:

Cooking. Knitting. Gardening. Yoga. Reading.

My future school is going to be very impressed, I think. WHAT ELSE AM I MEANT TO WRITE ON IT? The only achievements I have are playing the piano and winning an eating competition when I was 12 :( Although I am rather proud of it. I was against some HENCH fat kids.


Hmmm, trying to decide what sort of cake I should make. Chocolate chip brownies or chocolate fudge brownies? Tough decision for a kid like me.


OH YEAH, yesterday I found out that my friend's dad is going to get his blogs published in a book!!! WHAT THE HELL? In my opinion, his blog is not even that interesting. I can't even read it, cos it's all in Chinese, but WHATEVER. Maybe my blog will be that famous some day.

HAHA, as IF.

Off to church now, and today I shall be teaching Sunday School. I don't know where they got the idea that I actually WANTED to do this, but oh well.

!!!!!!!!!

I CAN'T REMEMBER HOW MANY TIMES I'VE TRIED TO BLOG IN THE PAST AND FAILED MISERABLY.

HOWEVER, I PROMISE THAT THIS TIME I WILL SUCCEEEEED WITH THIS GOAL:


KEEP MY BLOG UP FOR AT LEAST A MONTH!!!!



I LOVE WRITING IN CAPITALS- I USED TO BE ABLE TO FEEL THE LITTLE VOICE IN MY BRAIN SHOUTING THE WORDS AT ME, BUT NOW I'M COMPLETELY IMMUNE TO IT AS I'VE DONE IT FOR ABSOLUTELY AGES NOW. I THINK IT STARTED WITH ME AND A FRIEND THAT I MET ON SUMMER CAMP (WHICH WAS SO IMMENSE, I CAN'T PUT IT INTO WORDS. ALTHOUGH I MAY DO LATER.), AND WE DECIDED IT WOULD BE HILARIOUS TO TYPE IN THE CAPITALS -ALL THE TIME-!!!! THOSE WHO ARE INEXPERIENCED DO NOT UNDERSTAND.



SO ANYWAY, EARLIER THIS NIGHT I AS CHATTING TO A FRIEND ON SKYPE VERY BRIEFLY ABOUT BLOGS, AND HE SENT ME A LINK TO HIS BLOG WHICH I FOUND ABSOLUTELY HILARIOUS. ALTHOUGH I'M NOT SURE IT WAS MEANT TO BE FUNNY. ALTHOUGH IT WAS. HE INSPIRED ME TO WRITE ANOTHER BLOG, EVEN THOUGH I'M NOT REALLY SURE WHAT TO CHAT ABOUT.

I THINK BLOGGING'S JUST A COOL WAY TO LET OUT SOME OF YOU FEELINGS AND LET YOUR FRIENDS KNOW HOW YOU FEEL. EVEN THOUGH I'VE FAILED IN THE PAST AT BLOGGING, I AM DETERMINED TO DO THIS. I CAN DO THIS!!! I USED TO KEEP A DIARY, BUT I'D ALWAYS FORGET TO WRITE IT, AND EVEN THEN I'D HAVE NOTHING TO SAY EXCEPT FOR "TODAY I HAD ENGLISH, MATHS, SCIENCE AND HISTORY. IT WAS FUN". SO I GUESS MAYBE BLOGGING WILL BE EASIER?


I'M REALLY HUNGRY. I'VE NOTICED THAT I GET SO HUNGRY NOWADAYS, SO I KEEP EATING AND EATING UNTIL I'M FULL, BUT EVEN THEN I KEEP ON EATING. I'M REALLY SCARED I'M GOING TO BALLOON UP LIKE AN ELEPHANT :/ ALREADY, MY MOTHER IS SAYING THINGS LIKE, "OH YOUR ARMS ARE GETTING BIG, YOU SHOULD JOIN THE GYM." I WAS SO SHOCKED, AND NOW I'M REALLY SELF CONSCIOUS ABOUT HOW I LOOK- THE PAST SUMMER, I HARDLY WORE SKIRTS AND SHORTS AND JUST WORE BLOODY 3/4 LENGTH TROUSERS, WHICH INCIDENTALLY DO NOT FLATTER MY FIGURE. URRGGGHHH.

WOW THIS HELPED RELIEVE SOME STRESS AKSHUALLY.

SO. SMELL YOU LATER.