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Monday, June 11, 2007

After a quick, late post from last night, I am back again to update you guys about my day! Special day for Queen Elizabeth because she took her first breath (I have no idea how many..) years ago, which is seriously none of my business. I wonder when I can have the whole country go on a public holiday on my birthday. And since I am a happy kid, I celebrate my birthday everyday. So imagine that. Anyways, current status: Chocolate overdose. Blame it on Jesica. She tempted me. Stupid Gingerbread man. Went to my future hostel to take a sneak peak before I actually move in, and baked cakes. Started doing most of the manual labour by beating the eggs and mixing the mixture with a Fork! Try that! While Siyue and Iris ran off to get some extra ingredients, I sat there and stared at the mess. My hands got itchy and with Jesica's agreement, I 'baked' my first chocolate cake (with her instructing me, that is), in addition to that, Jesica claimed that it was the most unpressurized cake she baked for the day. This is when the word Chocolate came in to the day. We had chocolate bars thrown in to the cake, and the pot to melt, and chocolate powder anywhere and everywhere. At the end, Jesica and I were scraping/scavanging the melted chocolate out of the pot and being so fascinated with the little chocolate cake. Oh yes, and the whole time, the only thing I could smell was butter! Also, today I witness how unhealthy a cake is. Not that I haven't seen a cake being baked before, just that its realistically done before me and the sugar content is amazingly high. See, how sinful I have been after downing numerous de-lovely chocolate muffins when I arrived in Melbourne?
Speaking of sin, Jesica received a few glares and knocks on the head from me today for *ahem* sinning. (OMG, remember?) Ask her.

The closer I approach exams, the closer I am to the day I go home. Dramatically, ironically sad? This is the life of a student. More so for an overseas student when she desperately, yearns to go back home. Oh well, I will and must get pass this exam with a breeze. For now, I shall succumb to restricting myself to use the word 'study' or any related words on my blog. Due to the fact that I have already reminded myself enough, and also being flooded with by various blogs I visited.

I will survive, as always. Just that this time, a whole lot better!

My confession;
Jesus, Take the wheel.Save me from this Road I'm on.

Much Love,
J.

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