<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983463521525619000</id><updated>2012-02-16T20:13:01.130-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Diary of a Princess</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983463521525619000/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Princess Ong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18356033986369894547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>47</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983463521525619000.post-4586647185603214631</id><published>2009-11-07T05:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T05:52:36.054-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random Thoughts...</title><content type='html'>&lt;h1 id="profile_name"&gt;Dennis Ciptanica Putra is dead meat!!!!&lt;/h1&gt;I was facebook hopping just now and I ended up at frogy's profile. I haven't been to his profile since I first added him as a friend on facebook. He's still with the girl he left me for so they've been together for 3 plus years already? and they're still madly in love. It still stings a little. Don't get me wrong, looking back at our relationship, it was all wrong. We are such different people and we want such different things. Although, I still have the utmost respect for him, he's a good person. Like my grandma said, "your first will always have a special place in your heart".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For all of you who haven't RSVP-ed to my birthday, DO IT NOW!!! Please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/983463521525619000-4586647185603214631?l=thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/feeds/4586647185603214631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/2009/11/random-thoughts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983463521525619000/posts/default/4586647185603214631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983463521525619000/posts/default/4586647185603214631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/2009/11/random-thoughts.html' title='Random Thoughts...'/><author><name>Princess Ong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18356033986369894547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983463521525619000.post-1399921687766453503</id><published>2009-11-03T05:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T04:37:22.144-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do not date THIS guy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="att"&gt;&lt;span class="author"&gt;&lt;cite&gt;By Flora McCraith, MSN, &lt;/cite&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="date cf"&gt;Updated: 22/10/2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mr Tin Heart&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The emotionally unavailable man has been the pitfall of many single women. Yet, he's the easiest of the species to spot. So why do we get ourselves into such a mess with him when we usually know early on that it would sooner snow in Malaysia before you can get him to commit?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;“These women really believe that they can change a man's mind about being with them, or they simply make themselves believe they can, because they feel like they have no other choice,” explains Sally Reeves* a relationship counselor.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There's usually a reason why these men can't commit. Your job isn't to figure out why that reason has come to be, but instead, if it's a reason that's actually good enough for you. If it is, then may be you need to look at yourself and ask "why don't I find somebody who is ready for commitment?" says Susan Jeffers, author of 'Opening Our Hearts To Men.'&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;#1 Playa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He's the perfect lover, makes you feel like you're the queen of his world and that he's perched you high above a pedestal away from any other woman in his sight. He's well-dressed, charming, witty, funny, and his manners are impeccable. He's out to make an impact on the women he makes, and he'll definitely make that impact on you...and every other woman that tickles his fancy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Every woman will come across at least one of this kind in her lifetime, and while the charm and attention may be extremely flattering, don't be fooled. You know you'll be nursing a broken heart when he gets bored.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mr Mummy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In Western cultures, any 20something year old man still living under his parent's roof would (almost literally) be laughed out of house and home. While the same concept cannot be applied here in Asia, it's not hard to spot a mummy's boy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The signs aren't even subtle. He's &lt;strong&gt;always&lt;/strong&gt; going to choose is mum (or aunt or sister) over you. And while there may be times he's hesitant about making that decision, make no mistake, the end outcome will always be the same: Mum 1 - You 0.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What's worse, when things don't work out, he'll believe that the issues lay with you not trying hard enough to get along with his family.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tan Sri Lambat (a.k.a. Sir Late-A-Lot)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Let's be honest here: the concept of 'Malaysian timing' is just an all too common excuse for us to be late. But the fact that we know there's going to be traffic, yet make no allowances for it, just says that we're being disrespectful. Same goes for a guy. If he knows he's made an appointment to meet you at a certain time, yet can't be bothered to plan around that accordingly, he's pretty much saying, "I'm unreliable, disorganised and I don't really respect your time."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;“Every time you break a time promise there is a consequence and you are sending a subtle message to the person you stood up that they are less important than you or whatever you were doing” Karen Kawalec*, a behavioral specialist and counsellor from the UK. "Do this enough, and you’ll strain the relationship you have with this person for the long term. It also says that you aren’t responsible, reliable, or maybe even sincere and honest.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mr Office-Is-My-Home&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We applaud men with ambition. We applaud their dreams and aspirations and seriously, that go-getter attitude is sexy! But there's a time and place for everyone, and no job needs to be worked at all day, every day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;On the plus side, the workaholic is always well-dressed with impeccable manners and an admirable knowledge of many things. He knows how to make you feel like a real lady. On the other hand, dinner dates (if they hadn't already been cancelled) will usually turn into a solo affair, with you picking at the food while he screams down the phone about some deal or the other.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;However, we're not going to relegate all workaholics to the no-fly zone of dead beat men. You'll have to exercise some discretion, and patience, to sort through the ones you can deal with and the absolute no-hopers.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mr Whiny&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This guy's self-esteem has fallen so low, it's almost made friends with the Hobbits of middle Earth. But, he doesn't think it's his fault; it's always someone else's.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Maira*, a psychologist of 10 years says, “as an adult, pity becomes a burden. It's almost endearing for a child to be sucking its thumb and clutching a blanket. For an adult, well... you're not going win a whole lot of admiration among your peers! Pity disconnects you. It disconnects you from yourself, from other people, from your world, and from your won control.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;His constant belief that he is the victim means he's always seeking attention and becomes distressed when he feels he isn't getting what he needs. While some women's overpowering maternal instinct draws them to men like this, eventually, they will get tiring.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mr Quick Trick&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Admittedly, everyone lies. But, this lying leech has an excuse for e.v.e.r.y.t.h.i.n.g.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;At the start of you relationship, the fibs were subtle. You knew there was something not quite right about his explanation but he backed it up with something solid, so you let him get away with it. But, the more he gets away with, the bigger his lies get.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"It's like he couldn't help himself and was addicted to lying!" says Shauna* of her ex. "I used to believe him at first because they were just little things, but eventually, they became so frequent, and sometimes were even so ridiculous I actually felt embarrased for him!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Ex Texter&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There's nothing wrong with being friends and keeping in touch with your ex, but too much contact can prove detrimental to future relationships.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;“When you continue an emotional relationship with someone instead of letting go, you will usually have subconscious feelings for them or realise that the feelings never went away, which can be damaging to new or potential relationships,” Sally* says. “But, you get a rush from doing it and from hearing back, and it's naughty, yet safe in its own right."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Game Boy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nothing wrong with a man and his game console...unless he chooses it over you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;“In the broad sense, it’s (consoles) a substitute for social interaction, or just another outlet” explains Ken Lee*, who works in a computer games outlet. “Computer games represent an individual challenge for men and can be a way of relaxing.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In a way, gaming to men is what shopping is to women - therapy. But, that doesn't mean we shop all the time. The absolute danger sign ladies, is when he calls in sick at work because (a) he didn't sleep the night before battling zombies or (b) he needs the day to advance to the next level. When that happens, either 'accidentally' trip and spill a mug of hot tea over the console, or, if you fear that may endanger your life lest he rage at you, just leave his keys by the door and leave. You'll be better of for doing it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My own additions to the list: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-The Addict (drugs, alcohol, smoking, etc..)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-The Perve (ew!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Unfortunately that rules out 90% of the male species and absolutely every single boy I know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/983463521525619000-1399921687766453503?l=thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/feeds/1399921687766453503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/2009/11/do-not-date-this-guy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983463521525619000/posts/default/1399921687766453503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983463521525619000/posts/default/1399921687766453503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/2009/11/do-not-date-this-guy.html' title='Do not date THIS guy'/><author><name>Princess Ong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18356033986369894547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983463521525619000.post-5300990247005783317</id><published>2009-11-02T16:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T16:12:17.167-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just Kidnap My Boyfriend Already!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tips on how to break-up with your boyfriend &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="att"&gt;&lt;span class="author"&gt;&lt;cite&gt;By Flora McCraith, MSN, &lt;/cite&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="date cf"&gt;Updated: 30/10/2009&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ex-Factor&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Get in touch with your past boyfriends and get them to come to as many social events that you can think of. With you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;When you run into an old flame at a bar or club, run up to them, fling your arms around his neck, hold his hips against yours and shriek “Oh my God, oh my God, it’s so good to see you! My, don’t you look good.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Alternatively, join a mixed gender sports team and get your flock of exes and your current soon-to-be-put-out-flame to be on your team. For kicks and giggles, start off the practice with “What’s one thing we all have in common?”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Email error&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sending a text or an email to someone by mistake happens to people a lot, so here is a little gem that will take the ‘dumping’ issue out of your hands.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pretend that you have been on a date with a guy. Send a ‘thank you for a really great evening last night email’ accidentally to your boyfriend.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He will think you’re cheating, thus starting a colossal row and it will result in him doing your dirty work for you. Voila, it’s as easy as hitting ‘send.’&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shed a few tears&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Not many men know what to do when a girl cries and some just get in a complete fluster about it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Use this to your advantage and cry after sex. In fact, better yet, cry during sex. Blame it on your emotions and the fact that your feelings towards him are totally overwhelming and that you “wuv him very much.” You could then even ask him whether he has any "personal feelings concerning the relationship.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The baby talk and the crying will have him re-addressing your relationship status in no time.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Me, myself and I&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Make sure that everything is about you. Therefore take as long as you like doing your make-up and getting ready, even if he is sitting in the car waiting to take you out for dinner with his boss.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Or, if you really don’t give two hoots, you could be the first woman in history to tell her partner how many men she has actually been intimate with.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You could even go as far as informing him that oral sex makes you gag. With the exception of when he does it, of course. Or fall asleep during sex. Woman find this to be a subtle, yet direct way of suggesting dissatisfaction.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;His opinion counts… for not a lot&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The trick here is to ask for his opinion but to never actually agree on his advice. For example, you can’t decide what to do for dinner. He suggests takeaway, so you decided eating out; he prefers the red shoes, you go for the black. He says right, you turn left.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The idea here is that he will very quickly see that his opinion doesn’t mean that much to you. You could turn the tension up a notch by getting a drastic hair change and then explain “that you have been thinking about it for a while and the delivery guy at work thought you would look hot with short hair.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In other words, you would rather take the opinion of a complete stranger than ask his advice.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Are you seeing fireworks yet? We think so!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Adolescent vocab&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Shower your daily conversations with as many modern but pre-teen acronyms as you can possibly bear to stand. You actually may LOL (laugh out loud) when you actually find out how much fun this can be in the sense that it is exceptionally irritating for everyone else, and thus your boyfriend.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;“OMG babe! You, like, totally need to take a shower.”&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*Poof* As if by magic, he’s gone.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Release your inner child&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Having the mother of all tantrums every so often is a sure fire way to make your man run for cover, and hopefully out of the door!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Childish, brattish and insolent behavior isn’t liked by anyone and the only people who can get away with it are children, and even then, they are walking a fine line in our books.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Your man will probably look into the future and see these foot stamping sessions as a sign of things to come and bail on you quicker than you can scream or whine “But it’s not fair. Why can’t I have one of those?”, while you still continue to hold the view that ‘men are babies.’&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Social butterfly&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;There is nothing wrong with a bit of networking and social climbing, so spread your wings and become a social butterfly. Why not become the face of Facebook? Which guy wouldn’t want to go out with the most popular girl on one of the Internet’s most popular social websites? Well, hopefully your boyfriend(s) when he finds out.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Send and receive, poke and pester as many people as possible and within no time at all, you will have more friends than Malaysia has people.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Next step, update your status and profile as frequently as you get stuck in a Malaysia jam with things like ‘night out with the girls,’ ‘at the gym,’ or ‘hoping my man never awakes from his afternoon nap.’&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He will soon get the message.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nag&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nag. Nag. Nag.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And nag some more. You will eventually wear him down.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Some helpful parting lines.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“My feelings for you are too strong.”&lt;/strong&gt; This is an ingenious way of saying goodbye to your man with a whopping ego.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Let’s get hitched.”&lt;/strong&gt; Men and domestication don’t often go hand-in-hand so fingers crossed, he will bow out benevolently.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“I need space.”&lt;/strong&gt; This hints that it is temporary. Of course, you know differently.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;B.S excuses and their translations&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Why not take some tips from others and use the following lines to ditch your man.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“It’s not you, it’s me”&lt;/strong&gt; in your mind means: I’m fine, but you’re a royal pain in the backside.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“We are different stages of our lives”&lt;/strong&gt; in your mind means: You’re beneath me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“I want to concentrate on my work right now”&lt;/strong&gt; in your mind means: I want to concentrate on the hot office guy right now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“My feelings scare me”&lt;/strong&gt; in your mind means: My feelings are actually nonexistent.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Some of it is quite funny and all of it is really stupid! How about just saying, "I want to break-up with you?". It's the simplest, cleanest, most honest way to do it. I don't even have a boyfriend yet and I'm looking at ways to break up with one :s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/983463521525619000-5300990247005783317?l=thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/feeds/5300990247005783317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/2009/11/just-kidnap-my-boyfriend-already.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983463521525619000/posts/default/5300990247005783317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983463521525619000/posts/default/5300990247005783317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/2009/11/just-kidnap-my-boyfriend-already.html' title='Just Kidnap My Boyfriend Already!'/><author><name>Princess Ong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18356033986369894547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983463521525619000.post-4085375744755339650</id><published>2009-10-19T18:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T18:38:19.857-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crocs at the gym...</title><content type='html'>The College Square gym has the stoopidest people inside...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some work out in flip flops...&lt;br /&gt;Others in denim jeans...&lt;br /&gt;But the worst of all are those who work out in Crocs!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously?! I could lift heavier weights than those "boys". Not only do they lift like err nothing but they do like 3 repetitions then take a break.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/983463521525619000-4085375744755339650?l=thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/feeds/4085375744755339650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/2009/10/crocs-at-gym.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983463521525619000/posts/default/4085375744755339650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983463521525619000/posts/default/4085375744755339650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/2009/10/crocs-at-gym.html' title='Crocs at the gym...'/><author><name>Princess Ong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18356033986369894547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983463521525619000.post-5956738603161857590</id><published>2009-10-16T06:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T07:12:44.239-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DIY Spa a la Kimberley</title><content type='html'>Today was pamper me day, not for any special occasion but just because I felt like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went for my Macroecons tute early in the morning then I took a nap from like 11.30am till 5pm. I made Chinese noodles with carrot, mushroom and chicken for dinner. After debating on whether or not to go to the gym, I decided that I deserved a break from all that cardio. Vendetta was the colour of choice for my nails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my nails were painted, I sung songs while waiting for them to dry. I love singing, it destresses me. Although, my neighbours must hate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's what I did for my DIY spa...&lt;br /&gt;(* represent my daily routine/ - represents something special)&lt;br /&gt;- In the shower, Clarins body scrub (I think this is the first time I've ever done a full body scrub).&lt;br /&gt;* Washed my hair (nothing special there).&lt;br /&gt;* Clarins gentle foaming cleanser for dry or sensitive skin.&lt;br /&gt;- Out of the shower, Kiehls rare earth deep pore cleansing masque on my face and neck (usually I don't do my neck but today, I felt like it). I must say, the Kiehls mask is really good for minimizing those visible pores on your face.&lt;br /&gt;- Washed it off after 10 minutes with a damp cloth.&lt;br /&gt;* Brushed my teeth.&lt;br /&gt;* Toned using my Clarins toning lotion for normal or dry skin.&lt;br /&gt;* Moisturized using my Kiehls sodium PCA "oil-free" moisturizer for the face and Kiehls creme de corps for the body.&lt;br /&gt;* And who could forget my Kiehls #1 lip balm.&lt;br /&gt;- Leave-in conditioner Kiehls hair conditioner and grooming aid formula 133 for all hair types.&lt;br /&gt;* Blow dry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like a million bucks. Although most of those things are done on a daily basis, those few little extras make me feel like I'm glowing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/983463521525619000-5956738603161857590?l=thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/feeds/5956738603161857590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/2009/10/diy-spa-la-kimberley.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983463521525619000/posts/default/5956738603161857590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983463521525619000/posts/default/5956738603161857590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/2009/10/diy-spa-la-kimberley.html' title='DIY Spa a la Kimberley'/><author><name>Princess Ong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18356033986369894547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983463521525619000.post-6020071085548805167</id><published>2009-10-16T05:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T05:49:46.982-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God Is Good!</title><content type='html'>When I logged out of msn, I saw a video from Channel NewsAsia, it was an interview with Carrie Underwood. Carrie Underwood performing in Singapore!! Mum called me shortly after saying that there was a full page in the newspaper saying that Carrie Underwood would be performing at Ion Orchard at 6.30pm for the official opening or something like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carrie Underwood is the reason I love Rascal Flatts! The first time I heard a Rascal Flatts song was when she sung Bless The Broken Road with Gary LeVox on American Idol. Rascal Flatts is my favourite band of all time!!! Natty idolizes Carrie Underwood and I knew it would mean the world to her if she got to meet Carrie Underwood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried my luck with Christopher, Jo and Ian but to no avail. Who was I kidding?? I'm 19 years old, I don't know anyone who knows anyone at Ion. Even if I could find some long line of connections to connect me to someone at Ion, there was only like 2 hours till her performance. So I prayed to the Lord to somehow allow Natty and Carrie Underwood to meet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just received a call from a screaming Natty. She got to take a photo with Carrie Underwood and she got Carrie Underwood's autograph addressed to Nathania. Apparently her best friend's mum's friend works at Ion so they all got to meet Carrie Underwood before her performance. Praise the Lord!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why wasn't I there... :s&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/983463521525619000-6020071085548805167?l=thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/feeds/6020071085548805167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/2009/10/god-is-good.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983463521525619000/posts/default/6020071085548805167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983463521525619000/posts/default/6020071085548805167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/2009/10/god-is-good.html' title='God Is Good!'/><author><name>Princess Ong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18356033986369894547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983463521525619000.post-6518012585632369712</id><published>2009-10-14T06:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T06:52:54.160-07:00</updated><title type='text'>&lt;3 My Sweet Escape...</title><content type='html'>I spend so much money on movies. The funny thing is, I can't seem to remember what the movie is about after I step out of the cinema (ok maybe that's an exaggeration but you get the picture). Sometimes I can't even remember if I've watched the movie or not (but that's after some time). So why do I do it? Why do I spend so much on movie tickets?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because it's my sweet escape. For 1.5 hours I completely lose myself, I am completely immersed in the movie. I can forget about assignments, deadlines, the up-coming examinations, how lonely I am in my tiny apartment, how much I miss that little girl, everything just goes away for that short period of time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sara used to live vicariously through me and all my shenanigans but at the moment, both our lives are so uneventful. So now I live vicariously through the characters in the movies, I feel their pain, their excitement and their joy. I know how sad that sounds but all our lives can't be so exciting all the time right? Now is just a low for me, I'll get out of this slump soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've even started reading. For all of those of know me, it's a well known fact that I was "allergic" to books. "Kimberley Ong reads one book a year" was probably an overstatement. But now, I find that I can lose myself in books too. It gives me another form of escape so I read.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've just finished reading "Chasing Harry Winston" and "Everyone Worth Knowing" by Lauren Weisberger. I'm actually putting off reading another book because I'm afraid I won't enjoy it as much as those books. That and the fact that I probably should study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I am, waiting for something/someone exciting to pop into my life and take me on a journey...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/983463521525619000-6518012585632369712?l=thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/feeds/6518012585632369712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/2009/10/3-my-sweet-escape.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983463521525619000/posts/default/6518012585632369712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983463521525619000/posts/default/6518012585632369712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/2009/10/3-my-sweet-escape.html' title='&lt;3 My Sweet Escape...'/><author><name>Princess Ong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18356033986369894547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983463521525619000.post-2062981372586658591</id><published>2009-10-10T08:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T06:53:31.047-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Congrats to Bryan and Jesslina, they look so cute together.&lt;br /&gt;On Friday at Seven, when she was sitting on the sofa and he was squatting next to the sofa talking to her, he sparkled. He lit up when he looked at her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss that. I want someone to look at me and sparkle. I want to look at someone and be that happy. Completely, perfectly and incandescently happy. Just knowing that that special someone is there makes everything okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember before Ian and I we ever kissed. It was just before tuition and he was at my house. We were both sitting on the floor next to my bed when he put his hand on my head. He started stroking my hair and I knew he wanted to kiss me but he didn't dare. When he put his hand on my head, I had chills down my spine. That belly flop, exciting feeling when you're first getting close to someone. I miss the feeling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course I like the certainty that comes with a long-term relationship as oppose to the volatility of a new relationship starting out. I like my other half knowing my likes and dislikes from experience and vice versa. I like being comfortable enough around that person to be able to relax and be myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both a budding relationship and a relationship in full bloom have their pros and cons. I on the other hand, have nothing. Zip, zilch, zero! For the first time in my life, I'm single and I have been single for the longest time. Now I can say I've been there, done that but now it's time to move on. This single thing is getting old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am by no means lowering my own peculiar standard but I just wish that Mr Right/Mr Right-for-now would hurry up and come my way. So wherever you are Mr Right/Mr Right-for-now, come find me quick quick okay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/983463521525619000-2062981372586658591?l=thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/feeds/2062981372586658591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/2009/10/congrats-to-bryan-and-jesslina-they.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983463521525619000/posts/default/2062981372586658591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983463521525619000/posts/default/2062981372586658591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/2009/10/congrats-to-bryan-and-jesslina-they.html' title=''/><author><name>Princess Ong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18356033986369894547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983463521525619000.post-5219083865905347117</id><published>2009-09-21T09:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T05:01:35.888-07:00</updated><title type='text'>&lt;3 Spring Break</title><content type='html'>Okay so this is long overdue but better late than never right? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was back in Singapore from 17 September till 5 October and it was a good trip back. Here's a brief post on what went on during those two precious weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_McY5kIWFagc/Sthf6Ya0tpI/AAAAAAAAACM/735dr7QR3M4/s1600-h/CIMG4048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_McY5kIWFagc/Sthf6Ya0tpI/AAAAAAAAACM/735dr7QR3M4/s320/CIMG4048.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393166010368177810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;- Just before I left, I caught Beyonce with Jo, Sara and Michelle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_McY5kIWFagc/SthdXtGvfyI/AAAAAAAAAB8/gm07ywBBceU/s1600-h/CIMG4185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_McY5kIWFagc/SthdXtGvfyI/AAAAAAAAAB8/gm07ywBBceU/s320/CIMG4185.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393163215602417442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;- Supperclub and Loof with Nat, Andrea, Rachel, Bernice and some of Rachel's friends from La Salle. I went all over Orchard in the afternoon looking for something gold to wear to the supposed gold party, eventually ended up borrowing my mum's top and turns out, NO ONE wore gold when I arrived at Supperclub.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_McY5kIWFagc/Sthca8HIiiI/AAAAAAAAAB0/806agcwnE6o/s1600-h/CIMG4289.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_McY5kIWFagc/Sthca8HIiiI/AAAAAAAAAB0/806agcwnE6o/s320/CIMG4289.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393162171658570274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;- Kong's birthday dinner at RTC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_McY5kIWFagc/SthbeHZrS9I/AAAAAAAAABs/GFgAERDHAZA/s1600-h/CIMG4242.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_McY5kIWFagc/SthbeHZrS9I/AAAAAAAAABs/GFgAERDHAZA/s320/CIMG4242.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393161126717115346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;- Mum's birthday dinner at the British Club. My bikini bottoms were falling off so I stole Ian's trunks and wore them over my bottoms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_McY5kIWFagc/Sthadwg4h5I/AAAAAAAAABk/HzcCq-5WQKc/s1600-h/CIMG4271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_McY5kIWFagc/Sthadwg4h5I/AAAAAAAAABk/HzcCq-5WQKc/s320/CIMG4271.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393160021061699474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;- KP's birthday at Popstar City.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_McY5kIWFagc/SthYRiEnLbI/AAAAAAAAABU/BWE5ySwaEAg/s1600-h/CIMG4302.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_McY5kIWFagc/SthYRiEnLbI/AAAAAAAAABU/BWE5ySwaEAg/s320/CIMG4302.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393157612003339698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;- Went to the F1 with Chris Kuhn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_McY5kIWFagc/SthevrBzn9I/AAAAAAAAACE/srsSANP3RaY/s1600-h/CIMG4404.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_McY5kIWFagc/SthevrBzn9I/AAAAAAAAACE/srsSANP3RaY/s320/CIMG4404.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393164726873333714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;- I &lt;3 Nick Carter!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Many high teas at Hyatt because I love them so although my ass does not.&lt;br /&gt;- Many meals at Hyatt. The waiter at Oasis knew I always drink fruit punch, that made me happy.&lt;br /&gt;- I managed to change my flight back to Singapore from 27 November to 22 November.&lt;br /&gt;- Watched Fame, Coco Avant Chanel and The Time Traveler's Wife.&lt;br /&gt;- Rushed to the Boss sale but I was one day early. Got it right the next day but the sale was kinda crap.&lt;br /&gt;- Many games of tai tee with Dad, Rachel/Natty/Angelica and Ian. I won all of them!&lt;br /&gt;- Went to the gym with Daddy and Angelica as much as I could. That's the only time I really spend with Dad and I owe it to him to spend at least a few hours a week with him.&lt;br /&gt;- Had lunch at Crystal Jade Kitchen with Suyee and Michelle. We sampled all the mooncakes at Taka's basement.&lt;br /&gt;- Dragged Mum to Taka to buy the durian mooncakes from Peony Jade. We ended up at Mandrin Hotel and we bought like 5 boxes of mooncakes.&lt;br /&gt;- I finally found the white sleeveless ruffled blouse that I've been looking for! Yay me! It's at this new stall in Isetan called The Blouse Shop. I can't believe it took them this long to realize that Singapore needed a blouse shop! The solution to many of my problems!&lt;br /&gt;- My Bakerzin pink champagne truffle mooncakes were sold out everywhere, I managed to snag the last piece at Bakerzin Deluxe at Wisma.&lt;br /&gt;- Mum’s friend’s daughter Kiara came to visit from Sydney. She’s staying in Bali now for mission work so she popped by for a week. Rachel and I took her out shopping a lot.&lt;br /&gt;- Spent a lot of time with my tv because I’m just that deprived in Melbourne.&lt;br /&gt;- I was quite upset when I found out Fashion Bar closed down. I went looking for it at Clarke Quay but I never found it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, I spent a lot of time with my family. Although, my little sister is such a busy bee, she barely has anytime for her favourite sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/983463521525619000-5219083865905347117?l=thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/feeds/5219083865905347117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/2009/09/3-spring-break.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983463521525619000/posts/default/5219083865905347117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983463521525619000/posts/default/5219083865905347117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/2009/09/3-spring-break.html' title='&lt;3 Spring Break'/><author><name>Princess Ong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18356033986369894547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_McY5kIWFagc/Sthf6Ya0tpI/AAAAAAAAACM/735dr7QR3M4/s72-c/CIMG4048.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983463521525619000.post-5610027038203794931</id><published>2009-09-06T04:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T06:54:02.364-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Life's short so make the most of it.</title><content type='html'>Ok so back to the song two posts ago...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THINGS THAT MATTER&lt;/span&gt; (part 2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She’s held on to that grudge all her life&lt;br /&gt;And thirty years of anger&lt;br /&gt;Since her dad walked out that night&lt;br /&gt;She thinks of all the moments that he's missed&lt;br /&gt;All the birthdays ballets first dates&lt;br /&gt;That seems too much to forgive&lt;br /&gt;She gets that call that said he don’t have long&lt;br /&gt;She walks in&lt;br /&gt;He starts crying&lt;br /&gt;The past is gone&lt;br /&gt;Things that matter&lt;br /&gt;Things that don’t&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time ain’t on our side&lt;br /&gt;Don’t want to leave this world&lt;br /&gt;With why didn’t I?&lt;br /&gt;Why didn’t I?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah why didn’t I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's analyze this, like literature! The 30 years of her life that her dad missed and all that anger that was pent up inside, none of that mattered. All that mattered was the present, they were re-united. "Time ain't on our side, don't wanna leave this world with why didn't I?"...life is so short, 1/4 of my life has passed already and what have I got to show for it? Nothing. 20 years have gone by so quickly. I remember when I was five years old, I would look at myself in the mirror and pray to God to tell me see what I would look like when I grew up. That seems like just yesterday, and here I am today, all grown up looking at myself in the mirror and wondering how I grew so quickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spend to much time harping over the wrong that has been done to me. I hold grudges till I'm blue in the face. Enough! It stops here. It's not gonna be easy but it has to change. What's the point of holding on to all that anger??? There is no point! I have to learn to forgive. My life will be better and I will be happier, life's too short to hold grudges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't wanna leave this world with "why didn't I?". There is so much I want to do in my lifetime but so little time. From now on, I am going to do everything I can to enrich my very short life. There's no time to sleep my life away, I am going to get up and get going even if I have to do it all by myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things I want to do before I die (in no particular order):&lt;br /&gt;-Graduate from Uni&lt;br /&gt;-Go skydiving&lt;br /&gt;-Learn to play a musical instrument&lt;br /&gt;-Take up a social sport&lt;br /&gt;-Learn how to do the waltz&lt;br /&gt;-Learn how to cook Peranakan food from my grandma&lt;br /&gt;-Learn to appreciate art&lt;br /&gt;-Increase my general knowledge till Daddy's level&lt;br /&gt;-Learn at least one different language&lt;br /&gt;-See the seven wonders of the modern and ancient world&lt;br /&gt;-Go to Italy and learn how to cook from the locals&lt;br /&gt;-Spend a month each in Greece, Italy, Spain and France (not just in the cities, but all the small villages as well)&lt;br /&gt;-Spend a few months in the US&lt;br /&gt;-Attend Le Cordon Bleu in France&lt;br /&gt;-Get married and stay married till I pass away&lt;br /&gt;-Have two children&lt;br /&gt;-See my little sister Nathania get married&lt;br /&gt;-Set up my own business&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those are the long-term goals but for now, I need to be more adventurous. The word of the day is SPONTANEOUS. Live a little. Just go with the flow, try something new? You never know where your spontaneity can lead you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've lived in Melbourne for half a year now and I've barely even seen 0.00001% of what this city has to offer. It's off to the suburbs for me, I'm gonna see all that I can see. Museums, galleries, beaches, gardens, mountains, etc...I haven't seen any of them since I've been here but that's gonna change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the new me, I'm determined to make the most of my life. Will you join me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/983463521525619000-5610027038203794931?l=thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/feeds/5610027038203794931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/2009/09/lifes-short-so-make-most-of-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983463521525619000/posts/default/5610027038203794931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983463521525619000/posts/default/5610027038203794931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/2009/09/lifes-short-so-make-most-of-it.html' title='Life&apos;s short so make the most of it.'/><author><name>Princess Ong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18356033986369894547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983463521525619000.post-4014653328914951284</id><published>2009-08-30T08:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T21:21:13.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I can't decide so take a vote, Verve or College Square for Kimberley's accomodation next year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verve 1 Bedroom + Study:&lt;br /&gt;+ It's pretty&lt;br /&gt;+ Air-con!!!&lt;br /&gt;+ Foxtel (cable) [$72/month]&lt;br /&gt;+ Wireless and Cordless phone ($89/month)&lt;br /&gt;+ I can babysit within the building (extra pocket money)&lt;br /&gt;+ Someone to clean my apartment once every two weeks&lt;br /&gt;+ A proper gym, swimming pool, bbq pit and tennis court&lt;br /&gt;+ A double bed&lt;br /&gt;+ It's near the tram&lt;br /&gt;+ It's closer to the city&lt;br /&gt;- It's expensive&lt;br /&gt;- I have to buy furniture&lt;br /&gt;- It's too far away from franks (no studying till 2am during exam period)&lt;br /&gt;- It's further away from school&lt;br /&gt;- I don't know anyone who lives in the same building as me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;College Square Twin-share:&lt;br /&gt;+ It's cheaper&lt;br /&gt;+ I don't have to buy my own furniture&lt;br /&gt;+ I know people who live in the same building as me&lt;br /&gt;+ I can study at franks till whatever time because it's close enough for me to walk back&lt;br /&gt;+ It's closer to school&lt;br /&gt;+ I'm familiar with how to pay my bills&lt;br /&gt;- No air-con!&lt;br /&gt;- Stupid anal rules about guests holding your key&lt;br /&gt;- Stupid Joe the stupid security guard!&lt;br /&gt;- No foxtel&lt;br /&gt;- No wireless&lt;br /&gt;- Stupidly small bed&lt;br /&gt;- Fugly furniture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your vote will be greatly appreciated...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/983463521525619000-4014653328914951284?l=thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/feeds/4014653328914951284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-cant-decide-so-take-vote-verve-or.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983463521525619000/posts/default/4014653328914951284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983463521525619000/posts/default/4014653328914951284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-cant-decide-so-take-vote-verve-or.html' title=''/><author><name>Princess Ong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18356033986369894547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983463521525619000.post-7150565632449833598</id><published>2009-08-27T01:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T01:45:32.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My First Real Post In A While...</title><content type='html'>Hello all! (all probably consists of like Sara and Jo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can tell, I've kinda given up blogging on a daily basis. It's unfortunate because everyone back home can't keep up with everything I've been up to. I think it was Nat or Andrea who said that it was as though I never left because they could keep up with my life through my blog. Also, due to my short term memory, I probably can't remember what I've done and what needs to be done around the house without my daily blogging but alas! I'm way too lazy to blog everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can actually see myself changing, it's quite scary really. This semester it's like I'm a completely different person compared to last semester. Some changes are good and others are not so good. I think I've become a lot darker on the inside. All twisty and jumbled up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little shout out to my little sister. You're so beautiful and talented, everything I hope my daughter will be. It's killing me that I don't get to be there to watch you grow up but I hope you know that you are in my prayers every night. I love you very much because you are my baby sister and Jo can probably attest to that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nat sent me an email telling me that she had 47 pairs of shoes!&lt;br /&gt;Kim: Nat has 47 pairs of shoes!&lt;br /&gt;Sara: Are you sure you don't have more?&lt;br /&gt;Kim: No way!&lt;br /&gt;I thought about it a little and I think I have more than 60!!! 28 pairs in Melbourne and wayy more back home. I'm gonna count all my assets when I get back to Singapore and after I work out all the kinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The four walls. I've named them Aden, Bart, Cranberry and Dave. They're really not good company at all. I've lived in a house/apartment with people all my life, I've never been alone before this. Being alone is not a nice feeling. Mummy, Daddy, Rachel, Angelica, Nathania and at least one maid, if not two. They are always there, always at home but here, there is no one...just Aden, Bart, Cranberry, Dave and I. Coming home every night I get this awful feeling like a huge weight is being attached to my heart. It just sinks at the thought of those four walls...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been listening to this song by Rascal Flatts a lot lately. It's so touching I cry every time (yes, I know this sounds familiar).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THINGS THAT MATTER&lt;/span&gt; (part 2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She’s held on to that grudge all her life&lt;br /&gt;And thirty years of anger&lt;br /&gt;Since her dad walked out that night&lt;br /&gt;She thinks of all the moments that he's missed&lt;br /&gt;All the birthdays ballets first dates&lt;br /&gt;That seems too much to forgive&lt;br /&gt;She gets that call that said he don’t have long&lt;br /&gt;She walks in&lt;br /&gt;He starts crying&lt;br /&gt;The past is gone&lt;br /&gt;Things that matter&lt;br /&gt;Things that don’t&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time ain’t on our side&lt;br /&gt;Don’t want to leave this world&lt;br /&gt;With why didn’t I?&lt;br /&gt;Why didn’t I?&lt;br /&gt;Yeah why didn’t I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/983463521525619000-7150565632449833598?l=thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/feeds/7150565632449833598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-first-real-post-in-while.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983463521525619000/posts/default/7150565632449833598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983463521525619000/posts/default/7150565632449833598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/2009/08/my-first-real-post-in-while.html' title='My First Real Post In A While...'/><author><name>Princess Ong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18356033986369894547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983463521525619000.post-3718476803888659096</id><published>2009-08-25T02:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T03:08:42.487-07:00</updated><title type='text'>England</title><content type='html'>Saturday 4 July 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was off to London after breakfast. Mum and I met Uncle Domonic, Aunty Janice, Pricilla and Justin for lunch. Lunch was at this small restaurant in some small lane just behind Harrod’s. Sale e Pepe was the name. An Italian family run restaurant. They have unbelievably good food, so good that we went back for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over lunch, Mum told Uncle Dom about the parking tickets she had gotten. Uncle Dom then told all of us about how ridiculous parking attendants are. Apparently they work on commission so the more fines they give, the more money they get. A tree had fallen over on top of a car that was parked in London. The whole roof of the car was smashed and the next day, the tree had still not been removed. That car was issued a parking ticket. Passers by were so amazed that they took photos of it and that’s how the newspapers got hold of it. An ambulance had puller over on the side of a road just in front of a house to pick up an emergency. When the medics came out of the house with the sick person, they found a parking ticket on their ambulance. What a joke!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was walking out of Harvey Nichols, this old lady was in front of me. On the other side of the door, this couple was entering Harvey Nichols. The guy was tall, tanned, with sun-streaked hair, dressed in a loose white linen shirt (one of those holiday shirts) and holding his girlfriend’s Gucci paper bag. He opened the door for his tall, tanned, gorgeous girlfriend then he said, “after you” to the old lady and I. OMG! All I could think of in my head was “one day, I’m gonna get me one of those!”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We intended on driving to Short’s Gardens to get Daddy’s cheese but all the roads were closed so we headed back to Harrods. On our way back, we saw cars jammed head to head and people getting out of their cars screaming. Even the pedestrians got involved. Sara, remind me to tell you about this, it’s quite funny. We walked around Harrods for a while before meeting Aunty Kathleen, Sonia and Uncle Geoff for dinner. After walking around Harrods so much, I think I’m slightly more familiar with it now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner was at the same restaurant. People watching was interesting. Apparently a famous ex-tennis player came in with his family. Uncle Geoff recognized him. There was this other guy who looked soooo familiar! I swear he was in some movie I’ve seen before. Another old European guy walked into the restaurant with shades on, stayed for about 15 minutes then walked out of the restaurant with shades on, holding a briefcase. Aunty Kathleen thought he was a mafia guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we were leaving the restaurant, we saw a Bugatti Veron. I had no idea what it was but Uncle Geoff was very excited so I took a photo of it. He told me that it costs a million pounds and it costs more money to make it than they sell it for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of my night was spent packing ☹&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calorie Count:&lt;br /&gt;-Raspberries + chocolate covered cornflakes (breakfast)&lt;br /&gt;-The best lobster spaghetti ever! (main/lunch)&lt;br /&gt;-Profiteroles (dessert/lunch)&lt;br /&gt;-Breaded mozzarella with garlic and anchovy sauce (starter/dinner)&lt;br /&gt;-Veal with a mushroom cream sauce (main/dinner)&lt;br /&gt;-Pannacotta (dessert/dinner)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday 3 July 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We headed straight to Bicester instead of Greenwich and thank goodness we did! I barely had enough time there! Made it there in a record 1.5hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We bought (all in pounds):&lt;br /&gt;-4 Ralph Lauren shirts for me (24.99 * 3, 14.99 * 1)&lt;br /&gt;-Ralph Lauren skirt for Mum (14.99)&lt;br /&gt;-Ralph Lauren bikini for me (44.99)&lt;br /&gt;-Dior pants for Natty (33)&lt;br /&gt;-Smythson wallet for me (106)&lt;br /&gt;-2 pairs of Tod’s shoes for Mum (116 * 2)&lt;br /&gt;-2 pairs of Bally shoes for Mum (89, 59)&lt;br /&gt;-Bally leather gloves for me (49)&lt;br /&gt;-2 Zegna shirts for Dad (19 * 2)&lt;br /&gt;-Zegna swimming trunks for Dad (25)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much to see, so little time! Stupid jams on the M25 caused us to arrive home in double the time it took us to get there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried on tons of Char’s clothes and ended up borrowing a dress that I really like. It’s cream with a super low back and brown beading in front.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Char, Aunty Kathleen, Sonia, Mum and I went to Chislehurst High Street for dinner. We had Chinese…I don’t know why I go to England to eat Chinese food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Char and I met Jess, Chloe, Jabber, George and Marcus for drinks after. I’m so used to the Martini bar at Hyatt so pubs don’t quite cut it for me. I have no idea how people drink beer…it’s so gross! To avoid awkward silences, I ordered a glass of Bailey’s for myself. Every time there was an awkward pause, I took a sip of Bailey’s. Can you imagine how many sips I had to take?! Pubs close at 11.30pm so we were back home relatively early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calorie Count:&lt;br /&gt;-Cheesedippers (breakfast)&lt;br /&gt;-Club sandwich (lunch)&lt;br /&gt;-Smoked salmon baguette + flapjack (tea)&lt;br /&gt;-Fried rice (dinner)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday 2 July 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum and I met Aunty Kim for lunch. It took us an age to get to Croydon. I was very very unwilling because I had planned on visiting the antique market at Greenwich. The only good thing that came out of it was that I got to eat my doughballs from Pizza Express.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I texted Sara to call me but she took too long to reply so I texted Jo. It was the funniest conversation…&lt;br /&gt;Me: Hi Serena!&lt;br /&gt;Jo: This is Jo.&lt;br /&gt;Me: I’m just finishing up with lunch so I should be over really soon!&lt;br /&gt;Jo: ???&lt;br /&gt;Me: Hold on, let me walk outside the restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;Then I explained that I needed saving from lunch so I needed some excuse to leave and meeting my old classmate was the perfect excuse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum was being an absolute bitch the whole day. She was soo rude to me yet as usual I sat there and took it because I have to. When is she gonna learn that I’m not 5 anymore???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ended up at The Glades again. We bought a ton of stuff at La Senza, which was super cheap! I got a bra for 4 pounds and three PJs for 5 pounds each. Then we went to top up our SIM cards at O2.  Primark was another cheap shopping stop. I got 8 spags for 1 pound each.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After The Glades, we dropped our stuff back then went to visit Errol and Vanessa. They weren’t home but Sarah gave us Vanessa’s number. We then went to visit Serena and Aunty Pauloo. I remembered how to get to her street but I couldn’t remember which house it was. Mummy remembered which house it was but couldn’t remember how to get there. Thus we made a good team. We stayed to chat for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serena just finished her first year at med school in Cardiff, four more years to go. Her parents just bought a house up there for her. She updated me on most of our other classmates from Bromley High. They are all over the place, all doing well. Sachin is at Eltham College and he’s heading over to Australia in December for cricket. Boy, he is one good looking guy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum and I went for dinner at Foxes after we left their house. Not as good as I remember but it was fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calorie Count:&lt;br /&gt;-Cheesedipper (breakfast)&lt;br /&gt;-Blackberries &amp;amp; raspberries (breakfast)&lt;br /&gt;-Doughballs (starter/lunch)&lt;br /&gt;-Margarita pizza (main/lunch)&lt;br /&gt;-Cream of asparagus soup (starter/dinner)&lt;br /&gt;-Penne pasta with mushrooms in a creamy white wine sauce (main/dinner)&lt;br /&gt;-Apple crumble with custard (dessert/dinner)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday 1 July 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum had the impression that I wanted to go to Lakeside but I had the impression that we were going to Bluewater. We ended up driving to Lakeside then turning back to Bluewater. It all sounds pretty quick but boy did it take long!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every single thing I say gets me scolded by her. She asks if Angelica will like a pair of shorts then she scolds me when I give my opinion. Don’t ask if you don’t want to know what I have to say! She keeps complaining that she hasn’t bought anything for her other daughters but when I suggest something for Natty, I get a whole lecture about spending too much money. Apparently I keep complaining about her driving (which btw is very bad) but I only ever recall saying once that the car kept jerking (I was trying to hint that she is making the car jerk). She randomly said in the most bitchy tone, “I can’t wait till you start driving because you always criticize my driving”…when in the world did I do that?! Rachel did but I never did. The woman is practically forcing herself to get swine flu! She keeps thinking about it and she asks me 10 times a day if I’m ok! I lie down to take a short nap and she thinks I have swine flu because I’m lying down! She’s like imagining all sorts of things that are wrong with her like “I think I’m feeling hot”, “my throat is feeling sore” and “my body is aching”. Seriously, she is fine only when she stops thinking about it but once she starts, oh boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, she was such a bitch at Bluewater so we ended up going home in a real pissy mood. She called my dad to complain to him about me so I’m probably gonna get shit from him when I get back. She talks in Cantonese as if I don’t know what she’s saying…Hello?? I’m no fool! She twists words. Obviously she never ever does anything wrong right? It’s all Kimberley’s fault because she’s just such a horrid girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve given Nandos 2 chances in 2 different countries and I still don’t see what’s the big deal…nothing special to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my short nap, we met Uncle Brian, Aunty Theresa and Jeffery in London for dinner. You know how some restaurants display pictures of people who ate at their restaurant? Tony Blair, Goh Cheok Tong and Jackie Chan were some of the people in the pictures. One picture in particular caught my eye. Jimmy Choo eats there!!! I looked like an idiot taking a picture of Jimmy Choo’s picture. Aunty Theresa said that she’s seen him eating there a few times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calorie Count:&lt;br /&gt;-Scrambled eggs (breakfast)&lt;br /&gt;-Pita and hummus (starter/lunch)&lt;br /&gt;-Chicken burger and coleslaw (main/lunch)&lt;br /&gt;-Soup (starter/dinner)&lt;br /&gt;-Lobster noodles, rice plus dishes (main/dinner)&lt;br /&gt;-Fruit and some Chinese dessert (dessert/dinner)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday 30 June 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was back to The Glades for the third time this trip. Mum needed to exchange some stuff from M&amp;amp;S. We didn’t stay for long because we had to pick Jo up from Chislehurst station. His train was delayed so I went to Josiah’s shop to pick up some fruit salad for Natty. I think the shopkeeper was stunned when I grabbed 10 packets of fruit salad plus a few yorkie’s for Daddy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum left for London while I took Jo on a tour of my old neighbourhood. I showed him my old house plus a friend’s ginormous house and my old school. We then headed to Greenwich park and we had one heck of a time finding the car park. What kind of stupid car park puts a no entry sign at the entrance?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On our way through the park we stopped at the Queen’s House. After walking through it, I still have no idea what it is. I highly doubt the Queen lived there…it was full of paintings and that’s about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like studying in Singapore has caused me to lose interest in a lot of things. When I was younger, I was interested in much more than just shopping. Right now if you ask me what I enjoy doing, shopping is the only thing that comes to mind. What happened to my fascination with British history, especially the monarchy? What happened to my fascination with Greek mythology? What happened to my eagerness to try everything (I even joined cross country in Bromley High and for those who know me, you guys know that I can’t run to save my life)? Walking through this old house with all these old paintings and looking at the stories behind the paintings, it kinda made me miss my desire to learn. One day I will get it back and I will be interested in more than just shopping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Jo and I reached the bottom of the hill, we asked a random shopkeeper where the antique shops were. We were told that they all closed down and the antique market is only open on Thursdays and Fridays. Thank goodness I had a plan B.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked back up the darn hill and I almost melted because of the heat. I gave away my parking ticket because I overpaid for parking then I keyed in 58 Davies Street into the GPS. Grays is this antique mall that I googled the day before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jo and I were stuck in traffic for agesss…I really really don’t like London’s traffic! We picked Mum up first at China Town then we headed to Grays. OMG! The antiques there are sooooo expensive! But I guess that’s expected since it’s Central London.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum and I drove back early to cook. Aunty Kathleen’s brother came over for dinner and we all ate outside in the garden. After dinner, Aunty Kathleen took us to the house that Michael Jackson was supposed to stay in during his gig at the O2. It’s this huge ass mansion just down the road from her house. We couldn’t see much of the house because it’s surrounded by thick greenery. Apparently Chloe’s (Char’s friend) dad co-owns a company with the guy who owns the house that Michael Jackson rented. The guy didn’t even know Michael Jackson was renting his house till he read it in the papers. All he knew was that he was renting a house to someone for 1 million pounds and the identity of the person who was to stay in the house could not be disclosed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calorie Count:&lt;br /&gt;-Sausages and bread with salmon spread (breakfast)&lt;br /&gt;-Doughnut (tea)&lt;br /&gt;-Steak, potatoes and veggies (dinner)&lt;br /&gt;-Strawberry compote trifle (dessert)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday 29 June 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum and I went to The Glades after breakfast. I can’t stand how they make department stores soooo hot and stuffy. I felt so sick without air-con or windows in the sweltering heat. We bought undies at Marks &amp;amp; Sparks. Couldn’t bear to look at anything else because the heat just made me feel sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Popped home for a bit then it was back on the road again. We headed to London and instead of doing all those touristy things, I just took photos as we drove past. Kimberley Ong The Express Tourist!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met Jo at Harrods to pass him his contacts. We had ice cream at Morelli’s. So far I have tried the berry pavlova, spaghetti ice and the I can’t remember what it’s called (vanilla, caramel and banana ice cream with bananas and chocolate sauce).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jo had to rush off so I met Mum at the swimwear department. I looked around a lot and after lots and lots of looking at many many awful deals, I came across this awesome deal! Ok well it wasn’t THAT awesome but it was pretty great. I found this Juicy Couture coat that’s too big for me but oh so gorgeous! I felt like Grace Kelly when I put it on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum got fined again for parking, this time she was only 5 minutes late. Maybe next time she’ll be on time…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Harrods sale is generally still very expensive but if you look hard enough, you can find really cheap things. I found a bag reduced from 34.99 to 1.99 (it was kinda ugly though so I didn’t buy it). Dior wrap reduced to 39.99pounds. Mini Harrods beanie babies 50pence each (Mummy bought 30 of them to give away as party favours during Natty’s birthday).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VAT cheats my feelings…they make it seem like you’re getting the tax refund but the admin charge ends up being more than the refund!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum and I had dinner at the Rotisserie. It was expensive and it was good but not great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our trip home was the fastest trip I’ve taken so far. 45 minutes in the car. I am so so sick of sitting in the car!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of Aunty Kathleen’s friends were over when we got back. Apparently I used to know them but I can’t for the life of me remember who they are. We all sat on the patio eating fresh raspberries while the sprinkler was watering the plants, now that’s something you don’t get to do in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calorie Count:&lt;br /&gt;-Jam and butter on toast (breakfast)&lt;br /&gt;-Prawn mayo baguette (lunch)&lt;br /&gt;-Ribs, beef, duck and potatoes (dinner)&lt;br /&gt;-Raspberries (dessert)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday 28 June 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up super early but everyone else wasn’t up till much later. We only managed to leave the house at 11.30am because it took us forever to get the stupid electric car out of the driveway. No one could figure out how to put it on drive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Traffic in London = NIGHTMARE!!! We only got to the Hyatt at like 1pm then it took us another hour plus to get out of London onto the A41. We only reached Bicester at 3.30pm! We were stuck in the car for 4 hours!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bicester Village expanded, Kimberley gives a huge thumbs up! I wanted so much but obviously I didn’t get so much.&lt;br /&gt;Lets see, I wanted:&lt;br /&gt;-Silver Tod’s wallet (too expensive/125pounds I think)&lt;br /&gt;-Jimmy Choo black satin shoes (no size/108pounds)&lt;br /&gt;-Jimmy Choo gold sling backs (too expensive/165pounds)&lt;br /&gt;-Ferragamo wedges (too expensive/125pounds)&lt;br /&gt;-Limited edition Dior bag (got it! 108pounds)&lt;br /&gt;-Gold Bally ballet flats (no size/59pounds)&lt;br /&gt;-Black Bally court shoes (got it! 69pounds)&lt;br /&gt;-Suede Bally walking flats (got it! 59pounds)&lt;br /&gt;-CK bra (no size/10pounds)&lt;br /&gt;-CK boxers (no size/10pounds)&lt;br /&gt;-La Perla bra (no size/28pounds)&lt;br /&gt;-Amanda Wakely dress (way too expensive but oh so gorgeous!/980pounds)&lt;br /&gt;-Mini Mulberry bag (too expensive/297pounds)&lt;br /&gt;-Ralph Lauren (no time to look)&lt;br /&gt;-Burberry cashmere scarf (no time/39.99pounds)&lt;br /&gt;-Burberry high waist skirt (only 49pounds but no size!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since we got there so late and shops close especially early on Sundays, I didn’t have time to look at soo many things!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took us another 3 plus hours to get back home so that was almost 8 hours in the car altogether. 8 hours of Michael Jackson on Capital FM. This country pumpkin is all popped out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calorie Count:&lt;br /&gt;-Butter on toast (breakfast)&lt;br /&gt;-Salted beef sandwich (lunch)&lt;br /&gt;-Dairy milk Mcflurry (dessert)&lt;br /&gt;-Scone with jam and butter (tea)&lt;br /&gt;-Ham, egg and chips (dinner)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday 27 June 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE FIRST DAY OF THE HARRODS SALE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After breakfast, we drove to Aunty Kathleen’s house. She just renovated her house…the bathrooms are nicer than most hotel bathrooms! We dumped our suitcases there then drove to Central London. Quick lunch at Café Rouge then it was off to Harrods. I was so upset that I didn’t get to see Misha Barton (she opened the Harrods sale this year).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlotte and I spent ages getting lost in Harrods. It is the most disorganized department store in the world! Everywhere I walked, my head was spinning in ten different directions. There was so much to see! Chanel 30% off!!! Chanel never ever ever goes on sale!!! Not only was the classic I wanted not on sale but it was also not in stock! However, Marc by Marc Jacobs on sale in Harrods is almost as much as it is full price in Singapore. Michael Jackson music played non-stop in every room in Harrods. We were going bonkers! I didn’t even buy anything for myself! All I got was a present for Aunty Grace and a present for Natty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had tea at Morelli’s (the same gelato place we were at last time). I had forgotten how good the gelatos were but oh boy they are gooddd! I thought of Jo tagging me as the pink macaroon when I passed this shop outside Harrods. Turns out Aunty Kathleen, Mama and Kong had lunch there a short while ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walking outside Harrods on the first day of the Harrods sale is like a frickin car show! Every expensive car you could ever think of was parked/driving around outside. I saw more Rolls Royce’s in that one day than I have in my entire life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next stop Harvey Nichols. I bought two Giorgio Armani lipsticks. For some reason I was under the impression that I paid $80 for them in Melbourne so I was elated that they were only S$40 plus. Later on I found out that I only paid Au$50 for them…what a joke!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum got fined because her parking coupon expired 10 minutes before she got to the car. She was peeved…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked around Selfridges after that. Way way more organized than Harrods! Again my head was spinning in so many different directions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’d never think the day would come when Kimberley Ong is sick of shopping…well, here it goes…I was soooo sick of shopping! The most fun shopping I had all day was at the baking department at Selfridges. OMG!!! They had baking tins for cupcakes in the shape of castles, boats, cars, etc…I’d never seen anything like it! Too bad they were sooo heavy and 30pounds each! I also found the heaviest frying pan in the entire world…I couldn’t lift it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner was at the Hyatt. For one of the most expensive Hyatt’s in the world, it looks like nothing on earth from the outside. Thank goodness the inside makes up for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlotte asked for her steak to be medium-well but it came our medium-rare.  She said it tasted really good but Mum and Aunty Kathleen insisted that she ask them to take it back.  The waiter took it back to the kitchen and he was sooo apologetic…I’d never seen anything like it. Everyone felt really bad. Charlotte then saw the chefs arguing which made everyone feel even worse! The waiter came back to tell us that we would all get complementary tea and coffee. At this point, I burst out laughing and Aunty Kathleen was gonna cry cos she felt so bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made full use of the Molton Brown and soft hand towels in the Ladies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On our way back to the car, we walked past this apartment on a very very expensive street in London. A house party like in the movies! This big bouncer was at the door with a guest list and one floor above you could see beautiful people sipping champagne on the balcony. Super high ceilings and towering pillars with the most beautiful mouldings on the walls. One day I’ll be there…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I followed Aunty Kathleen back for the night because I didn’t want to stay with Mum. I need my sleep! Between Party in the Park and the Harrods sale…traffic was an absolute nightmare! We were stuck at Park Lane for more than half an hour and it took us like 2 hours to get back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calorie Count:&lt;br /&gt;-Pork pie (breakfast)&lt;br /&gt;-Quiche lorraine with warm potato salad (lunch)&lt;br /&gt;-Spaghetti ice (tea)&lt;br /&gt;-Smoked duck with warm potato salad (starter/dinner)&lt;br /&gt;-Mixed grill (main/dinner)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday 26 June 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was surprisingly un-jet lagged. Woke up once at 5am to pee then I slept like a baby till 8am+.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked around The Glades after I lugged myself out of bed. Mum and I got a SIM card each at O2. H&amp;amp;M was having a sale so I bought a ton of stuff, well not a ton but a few pieces. Books were super cheap so I bought a Gordon Ramsey cookbook for 6.99pounds (it’s probably like S$50 in Kino). La Senza was also super cheap…5pounds for a bra and 99p for panties! The nighty that I bought for Sara and my leaving party was reduced to 5pounds…I was in Sara’s words “absolutely miffed”. Marks &amp;amp; Spencer was our last stop at The Glades. When I walked in, it felt like I was in heaven! Memories came flooding back and oh the food!!! 2 vanilla pods for 2.99pounds! The variety of baking ingredients that I can buy here but not in Singapore is astounding! We bought pork pies, pasta salad, sausage rolls, eclaires, etc…I &lt;3 M&amp;amp;S food!!! So much to eat, so little time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we got back to Aunty Minerva’s house, she took us out to Sevenoaks High Street. Quaint little place and yet again, I was in heaven in the supermarkets. We visited Waitrose and Tesco and I wanted to buy soooo much but I restrained myself. I really really miss British supermarkets. You know those Penguin bars that cost me like Au$7…they were 50p at Tesco and Quavers! Oh how I love Quavers!! They are 19.7pence each for the pack of 12…we pay like Au$1.90 back in Melbourne!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We chucked all our shopping back at the house then we went out again to buy dinner. Chinese take-away…I go all the way to England and eat Chinese take-away :s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calorie Count:&lt;br /&gt;-Prawn mayo baguette (breakfast)&lt;br /&gt;-Cocktail sausages, pork pie, sausage rolls and pasta salad (lunch)&lt;br /&gt;-Rice and dishes (dinner)&lt;br /&gt;-Eclaire (dessert)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday 25 June 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn’t sleep at all on the plane. The idiot who designed the seats for the A380 is an idiot! My neck was bent the whole time so I had major neck aches! I did watch The Hannah Montana Movie (it was awesome!), Dragonball : Evolution (I liked it surprisingly) and Sunshine Cleaning (supposedly heartwarming but not my kinda show)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived at Heathrow Airport. The landing and parking of the plane was delayed so we only managed to get out of the plane at like 7.30pm. Mummy and I went to get the rented car but they didn’t have the one she ordered. Thus I convinced her to take the Toyota hybrid car instead because it’s the only car that doesn’t need to pay the congestion charge in Central London.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made our way to Sevenoaks and stopped at this random pub along the road. Uncle Victor came to pick us up from there. His new house is GORGEOUS!!! 6 bedrooms all with attached bathrooms, a cinema room, conservatory, study, living, dining, underground wine cellar, huge kitchen ♥ with a laundry room that is as big as my bedroom in Singapore and separate living quarters for the help or guests.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just before we went to bed, we found out Michael Jackson died. What a shocker…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so glad I get my own room so I don’t need to use the earplugs Angelica gave me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/983463521525619000-3718476803888659096?l=thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/feeds/3718476803888659096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/2009/08/saturday-4-july-2009-it-was-off-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983463521525619000/posts/default/3718476803888659096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983463521525619000/posts/default/3718476803888659096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/2009/08/saturday-4-july-2009-it-was-off-to.html' title='England'/><author><name>Princess Ong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18356033986369894547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983463521525619000.post-4747674082590754033</id><published>2009-05-27T00:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T02:46:36.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WARNING: This post will be very boring because all I am doing/am going to do is study at Frank's. Actually, you know what, I can't be bothered to write anything. I'm too tired from studying. From 1 June till after exams, I am only gonna record what I eat, when I go to the gym and what I study. (for my own reference)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I EAT SO MUCH WHEN I STUDY...IT'S ABSURD!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday 17 June 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finance 1 Paper&lt;br /&gt;ARA 4-7 + 12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calorie Count:&lt;br /&gt;-Chicken nuggets + potato nuggets (lunch)&lt;br /&gt;-Chicken a la king (dinner)&lt;br /&gt;-Cookies (supper)&lt;br /&gt;-Cheerios (supper)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday 16 June 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gym (arms + cardio)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calorie Count:&lt;br /&gt;-Chicken nuggets + potato nuggets (lunch)&lt;br /&gt;-Noodle soup (dinner)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday 15 June 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gym (arms + cardio)&lt;br /&gt;Finance 8-12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calorie Count:&lt;br /&gt;-Left-over noodles (lunch)&lt;br /&gt;-Kaya sandwich + hot chocolate (tea)&lt;br /&gt;-Cheerios (tea)&lt;br /&gt;-Chicken and mushroom rice (dinner)&lt;br /&gt;-Chips (supper)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday 14 June 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gym (legs + cardio)&lt;br /&gt;Laundry, vacuuming, cleaning, etc...&lt;br /&gt;Finance 6-7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calorie Count:&lt;br /&gt;-Uncle Toby's breakfast bar (breakfast)&lt;br /&gt;-Left-over noodles (lunch)&lt;br /&gt;-Beef ravioli + eggplant (dinner)&lt;br /&gt;-Flapjacks (dessert)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday 13 June 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finance 1-5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calorie Count:&lt;br /&gt;-Uncle Toby's breakfast bar (breakfast)&lt;br /&gt;-Left-over noodles (lunch)&lt;br /&gt;-Beef curry with rice (dinner)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday 12 June 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gym (legs)&lt;br /&gt;ARA 9-11&lt;br /&gt;ARA budgeting&lt;br /&gt;ARA 2006 Semester 1, Question 6-9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calorie Count:&lt;br /&gt;-Uncle Toby's breakfast bar (breakfast)&lt;br /&gt;-Pizza (lunch)&lt;br /&gt;-Hot chocolate (tea)&lt;br /&gt;-Noodles with black bean sauce, beef, capsicum, fishball and chinese sausage (dinner)&lt;br /&gt;-Caramel slice (dessert)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday 11 June 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 18th Birthday Rachel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gym (arms)&lt;br /&gt;ARA 7-9&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calorie Count:&lt;br /&gt;-Chicken and harira soup with bread and butter (lunch)&lt;br /&gt;-Roast beef panini (lunch)&lt;br /&gt;-Pasta with mince beef and vege (dinner)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday 10 June 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Daddy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Microecons Exam-ugghhh!!!&lt;br /&gt;ARA bank reconciliation&lt;br /&gt;ARA 4-6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calorie Count:&lt;br /&gt;-Beef pie (lunch)&lt;br /&gt;-Hot chocolate with marshmallows (tea)&lt;br /&gt;-Pizza &amp;amp; garlic bread (dinner)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday 9 June 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PBL Exam-ugghhh!!!&lt;br /&gt;2006 Semester 1 Microecons paper&lt;br /&gt;More Microecons revision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calorie Count:&lt;br /&gt;-Uncle Toby's breakfast bar (breakfast)&lt;br /&gt;-Fish and potato nuggets (lunch)&lt;br /&gt;-Waffle with chocolate sauce (tea)&lt;br /&gt;-Steak and mash potatoes (dinner)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday 8 June 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Re-read PBL 4-11 plus more revision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calorie Count:&lt;br /&gt;-Cheerios &amp;amp; milk (lunch)&lt;br /&gt;-Cookies &amp;amp; hot chocolate (tea)&lt;br /&gt;-Chicken stew &amp;amp; rice (dinner)&lt;br /&gt;-Caramel slice &amp;amp; chocolate (dessert)&lt;br /&gt;-Mee goreng (supper)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday 7 June 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laundry, vacuuming, dishes, dusting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calorie Count:&lt;br /&gt;-Fish and potato nuggets (lunch)&lt;br /&gt;-Mixed meat, pita &amp;amp; dip and haricot bean soup (dinner)&lt;br /&gt;-Caramel slice (dessert)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday 6 June 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gym (cardio)&lt;br /&gt;Microecons 17-24&lt;br /&gt;2007 Semester 1 Microecons paper (and I did very well for that too :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calorie Count:&lt;br /&gt;-Kaya sandwich (breakfast)&lt;br /&gt;-Pb&amp;amp;j sandwich (lunch)&lt;br /&gt;-Quavers (lunch)&lt;br /&gt;-Cheerios &amp;amp; milk (tea)&lt;br /&gt;-Beef stew &amp;amp; buttered rice (dinner)&lt;br /&gt;-Max Brener's American hot milk chocolate with marshmallows (dessert)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday 5 June 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gym (legs)&lt;br /&gt;Mircoecons 13-16&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calorie Count:&lt;br /&gt;-Bircher museli (lunch)&lt;br /&gt;-Oats (tea)&lt;br /&gt;-Cheese sandwich + cookie (tea)&lt;br /&gt;-Salmon &amp;amp; prawn pasta (dinner)&lt;br /&gt;-Chocolate (dessert)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday 4 June 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Microecons 6-12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calorie Count:&lt;br /&gt;-Bircher museli (lunch)&lt;br /&gt;-Bubble tea (tea)&lt;br /&gt;-Slice of banana loaf (tea)&lt;br /&gt;-Crab cake + caprese (starter)&lt;br /&gt;-Mixed meat platter + porcini mushroom risotto (mains)&lt;br /&gt;-Hot chocolate (dessert)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday 3 June 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gym (arms)&lt;br /&gt;PBL 11 + case studies&lt;br /&gt;Intro to microecons 1-5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calorie Count:&lt;br /&gt;-Uncle Toby's breakfast bar (breakfast)&lt;br /&gt;-Cheese sandwich (lunch)&lt;br /&gt;-Pita &amp;amp; dip (tea)&lt;br /&gt;-Chicken rice (dinner)&lt;br /&gt;-1 slice of banana loaf (dessert)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday 2 June 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PBL 8-11&lt;br /&gt;Jogging/walking--&gt;more of the walking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calorie Count:&lt;br /&gt;-Burito (lunch)&lt;br /&gt;-Sushi, beef and rice (dinner)&lt;br /&gt;-Cookies (dessert)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday 1 June 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gym (legs)&lt;br /&gt;PBL 4-7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calorie Count:&lt;br /&gt;-Kellogs twist breakfast bar (breakfast)&lt;br /&gt;-Burito (lunch)&lt;br /&gt;-Spaghetti bolognese (dinner)&lt;br /&gt;-A ton of chocolate (dessert)&lt;br /&gt;-Pita &amp;amp; dip (supper)&lt;br /&gt;-Left-over chicken with rice (supper)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday 31 May 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up just in time for church. Unfortunately, I was very late for church for various reasons. Sara wasn't down in time and the tram got diverted. Thus we had to trudge down the whole of Elizabeth Street just to get on 109 at Collins. The pastor from Texas was awesome. He was really funny and oh so Texan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunty Grace, Nadia, Jo, Sara, Claire and I went to Starbucks after church. The museli slice is quite nice. We bumped into Hanson on our way out then Sara, Claire and I went to take-away from stalactites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ate dinner then did my laundry. I had a lot of jeans to wash, soo many that the dryer was over-loaded. Vacuumed and wiped everything while my laundry was in the machines. Did I mention how badly tailored my jeans are?? Oh gosh! I'm thinking of taking them back to Singapore to be re-done but I think they might be too short to re-alter...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calorie Count:&lt;br /&gt;-Beef patty with bread (lunch)&lt;br /&gt;-Museli slice (tea)&lt;br /&gt;-Pita bread and tamara dip (starter)&lt;br /&gt;-Beef patty with cheese and bread (dinner)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday 30 May 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sara and I met Jo at Flinders and we trammed to Aunty Grace's house. Did tutorial 6 of ARA before dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bert and Eric (Aunty Grace's classmates from her hospitality school) dropped by for dinner too. We had steamboat and Erick tried to teach me the basics of salsa. I ain't got no co-ordination...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bert dropped us home after dinner. Sara and I changed then we followed Jo to his place so that he could change then we went to Crown for a super banana split. There was this weird ass Chinese mafia guy at Velvetbar. He creeped the shit out of me for a number of reasons...a) he kept giving us creepy looks  b) he put his beer on our table even though he was so far away from us  c) he ushered this group of girls to sit next to him in a very creepy fashion  d) he popped into a photo with these girls who were equally if not more creeped out by him. What's with Sara and always sitting next to creepy guys???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We popped by BP and Macs after our drink then it was back to Jo's house for videos. Only got back home at like 5.30a.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calorie Count:&lt;br /&gt;-Beef patty with bread (lunch)&lt;br /&gt;-Steamboat (dinner)&lt;br /&gt;-Super banana split (dessert)&lt;br /&gt;-Not so deluxe cheeseburger (supper)&lt;br /&gt;-Doritos (supper)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday 29 May 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't do very well for my ARA assignment :( but at least I did it almost completely on my own. After the tute and lunch I took a quick nap. Sara followed me to my Microecons tute because she missed hers on Monday. Collected my jeans after school. They were not well tailored at all...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I continued to look for flights back to Singapore but as you can imagine, there are no cheap flights that you can book the day before you intend on flying. In the end, I didn't book anything because Daddy said he would cancel my trip to London if I flew back for the sale :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made buritos for dinner. Sara and I popped by Starbucks after dinner then we met Jo again at Frank's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I quit Finance and proceeded with ARA. UGGHHH!!! I didn't understand a thing!!! It was as if I hadn't taken the subject, I was a complete noob! Started off with tutorial 4 because that was when the real work started. We only left at like 2a.m. and I only managed to finish two tutorials. We did have a little fun in between though. Under the table we go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calorie Count:&lt;br /&gt;-Left-over pasta with a chicken and mushroom cream sauce (lunch)&lt;br /&gt;-Buritos (dinner)&lt;br /&gt;-Starbucks hot chocolate (dessert)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday 28 May 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was back at the gym on Thursday. After I dropped my jeans off at the tailors...ten pairs of them. Cute guy alert!!! I kinda stole his treadmill because we were both heading towards the same treadmill. After someone else got off their treadmill he ended up two treadmills away from me. Good looking and good smelling :) I like natural scents, without all that awful cologne. My arms got a good workout then it was back to College Square.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sara and I went to Frank's when I was ready. More Finance...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had dinner at Chinabar but made a small detour along the way. Guess was having a sale so I bought a dress for $50. Chinabar's food was pretty good but it was also pretty oily which is very typical of Melbourne's Chinese food. I grabbed hot chocolate from Max Brenner's on our way back to Frank's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were working, we we were working... :s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bryan met Sara to study just after I left which was at like midnight. When I got back, Mummy skyped me and showed me the few things that she bought for me at the club21 sale. I was absolutely horrified! A dress that is too small for me, a dress that is too big for me and ugly shoes! I then planned a surprise trip back to Singapore, hoped to leave on Friday or Saturday so I would make it in time for the last day of the sale on Sunday. I was so excited, I couldn't sleep till 4a.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calorie Count:&lt;br /&gt;-Cheerios (lunch)&lt;br /&gt;-Ham sandwich (lunch)&lt;br /&gt;-Soba (tea)&lt;br /&gt;-Rice with chicken, mushroom and egg (dinner)&lt;br /&gt;-Max Brenner's hot chocolate (dessert)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday 27 May 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my Finance assignment back. H1! :D After my lunch, I went to the College Square gym because it was pouring and I didn't feel like dragging my sorry soul out in the rain to get to the Melb Uni gym. 20 minutes on the treadmill plus a bit of ab work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was leaving the gym, I passed these 4 boys playing poker in the lounge. They had one of their ipods on loud speaker and you will never guess what song was playing..."you're one in a million, it's once in a lifetime, you made me discover one of the stars above us...".  I chuckled to myself as I walked away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rain stopped kinda after I showered so Sara and I went to Frank's. More Finance for me. Ugghhh!!! I can't really remember anything...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calorie Count:&lt;br /&gt;-Cheerios (lunch)&lt;br /&gt;-Ham sandwich (lunch)&lt;br /&gt;-Ham sandwich (tea)&lt;br /&gt;-Digestive biscuit (tea)&lt;br /&gt;-dinner&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday 26 May 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch, it was PBL lecture. We aren't tested on week 12 but Sara and I went anyway. PBL was followed by Microecons lecture. Then it was movie time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought a new hairdryer at QV, it's so powerful! Sara and I met Jo at QV then we walked to Melbourne Central for dinner. Sara and I shared pasta at Groove Train. It was quite nice. Night at the Museum 2 was not as good as the first one but it was alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We headed to Coles after the movie then home. Tuesday was the day of rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calorie Count:&lt;br /&gt;-Ham &amp;amp; cheese sandwich (lunch)&lt;br /&gt;-Creamy pesto chickpea chicken penne pasta (dinner)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday 25 May 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my Finance lecture I was off to the gym. I worked on my legs this time. It wasn't as good as my work out on Thursday because there was this annoying trainer who just had to bring her trainee to the exact spot I was using for lunges and she stepped on my phone! What a b****!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I showered and ate lunch after I got back then Sara and I went off to Frank Tate's to study. I finished up the rest of lecture 2 and I did tutorial 2 of Finance. Cooked dinner back at College Square when I was done with tutorial 2. It was alright but I need whipping cream! It's not the same as thickened cream! More studying after dinner...lecture 3. Bryan joined us too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sara and I went for supper after our study session. Pitas and dips at stalactites :D Yum! I've finally settled on my favourite dips, the eggplant and tamara dips!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My hairdryer broke :( I couldn't turn it off after I blow dried my hair...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calorie Count:&lt;br /&gt;-Kellogs twist breakfast bar (breakfast)&lt;br /&gt;-Soba with a ham sandwich (lunch)&lt;br /&gt;-Mushroom and chicken cream sauce with fusilli (dinner)&lt;br /&gt;-Lots of chocolate (snack)&lt;br /&gt;-Pita bread and dip (supper)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/983463521525619000-4747674082590754033?l=thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/feeds/4747674082590754033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/2009/05/warning-this-post-will-be-very-boring.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983463521525619000/posts/default/4747674082590754033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983463521525619000/posts/default/4747674082590754033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/2009/05/warning-this-post-will-be-very-boring.html' title=''/><author><name>Princess Ong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18356033986369894547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983463521525619000.post-7380747619287486721</id><published>2009-05-10T06:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T09:40:38.188-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You drove me up the wall but I kinda miss you...&lt;br /&gt;You're the only one I can be 110% honest with&lt;br /&gt;Come back quick quick ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I care so much??? You don't want me to, so why do I?? Why do I try so hard??? You don't even wanna listen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously need to exercise...I am seriously fat!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously annoyed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Original DVDs I want to buy (although I may already have some):&lt;br /&gt;-The Devil Wears Prada&lt;br /&gt;-She's The Man&lt;br /&gt;-Ghosts of Girlfriends Past&lt;br /&gt;-Material Girls&lt;br /&gt;-Step Up&lt;br /&gt;-Bring it on&lt;br /&gt;-Bring it on again&lt;br /&gt;-Bring it on all or nothing&lt;br /&gt;-Bring it on in it to win it&lt;br /&gt;-Pink Panther 1 &amp;amp; 2&lt;br /&gt;-Centre Stage&lt;br /&gt;-White Chicks&lt;br /&gt;-Twilight&lt;br /&gt;-John Tucker Must Die&lt;br /&gt;-Fired Up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday 24 May 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up just in time to eat and go to church. So much for going to the gym. Ok tomorrow I will go! Church was kinda scary today...the pastor smashed/started beating up an umbrella on stage. I'm not judging but it just freaked me out a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunty Grace, Nadia, Claire, Sara, Jo and I went for dinner at stalactites (Nat says it's a restaurant and bat caves are full of bat guano) after church. The dips were yummy and the portions were enormous! Jo doesn't like our busking :(:(:(!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of laundry and cleaning that had to be done so I set off working when I returned to College Square. Now, it is finally done :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calorie Count:&lt;br /&gt;-Ham &amp;amp; cheese sandwich (lunch)&lt;br /&gt;-Pita bread + dip + lamb souvlaki + galactoboureko (dinner)&lt;br /&gt;-Milky way rolls (supper)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday 23 May 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sara and I went to the Myer sale and both of us walked out with nothing. What a miracle! We had tea at Melb Central after our uneventful shopping trip. Tea was pretty good although the waiter was kinda strange. His afro was so big that he stuck a pen (for taking down orders) in his hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met Jo, Aunty Grace and Nadia after that for Day 6. Jo and I were having a competition on who would have the most people say hi to them. I won, hands down! Claire and Kara were there too so Claire followed Jo and I for dinner after Day 6.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jo called Rachel to find out which was the restaurant she recommended along Lygon. "Along the row with all the Italian restaurants, red and white table cloths and a guy who invites you inside"....that is 90% of the restaurants along Lygon Street!!! We eventually settled for this restaurant where the host was a guy who looked like Santa Claus. He and all the waiters were Italian. Downstairs was super full so they took us upstairs where there was nobody, our own private dining room. The walls of the restaurant had murals of Italy on them. Jo couldn't pronounce tagliatelle la spaghettata so we were all poking fun at him, including the Italian waiter. Yayy!! The pasta wasn't overcooked!!! Finally a restaurant along Lygon that I like! I'll go back there again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home after dinner and it was a quiet night for Kimberley Ong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calorie Count:&lt;br /&gt;-Ham &amp;amp; cheese sandwich (lunch)&lt;br /&gt;-Grilled chicken sandwich (tea)&lt;br /&gt;-Spaghetti marinara (dinner)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday 22 May 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was pretty lost during our ARA tute and we didn't get our assignments back. I tried very hard to take a nap after lunch but something was making an absolute racket downstairs. I can hear absolutely everything from that space they call my bedroom. I pity poor old Dennis who is on the first floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my Microecons assignment back. H1 but barely. Game theory confuses me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Jo at the State Library after class. First we sat on these seats near the door then Sara came to join us. Jo left to buy an adaptor because he forgot to bring his. We then moved upstairs because it was too noisy but when Jo returned, there weren't enough seats thus we moved to this other room. The chair was shaped in a such way that it poked my bottom plus there was no power plug for Jo's laptop thus we moved back to the first room and we found seats a few metres further away from the door. We did get some work done until this annoying group of three sat down opposite us. Gosh! They talked so darn loudly till none of us could concentrate! We were chased out of the library just before 6pm because they were closing. Who knew the library closed so early?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner at Melbourne Central was gross! Seriously gross! We headed back to the College Square seminar rooms after dinner to continue our studying. Not much studying done there. More video taking and wrestling...I shan't elaborate on that. Not a pretty sight. All in all, I finished going through two lectures and one tutorial for Finance 1. Not too shabby for one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Crown after our studying to reward ourselves for studying. Super toblerone &lt;3! All these strangers kept trying our super toblerone :( I don't like strangers trying our drink! This creepy guy wanted to pick Sara up. He said he was married but Jo didn't see a wedding ring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More singing and videos at Jo's apartment. We only left at like 5am! Oh what a night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calorie Count:&lt;br /&gt;-Uncle Toby's breakfast bar (breakfast)&lt;br /&gt;-Macaroni soup (lunch)&lt;br /&gt;-Dumplings + 6" meatball sub + cookie (dinner)&lt;br /&gt;-Spaghetti bolognese (supper)&lt;br /&gt;-Super Toblerone (super supper)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday 21 May 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I obviously woke up pretty late due to karaoke. I managed to go to the Melb Uni gym for the first time this semester! I actually intended on going to the College Square gym but the treadmill was broken and people were using the other machines. Thus it was off to Melb Uni. Quite a good work out, focused on my arms, now all I have to do is keep it up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was cooking lunch, I logged on to my email account. I found an email telling me about a sale on designer denim. I called Sara a million times but she didn't pick up! Thus I called Jo and thank goodness he picked up! Made him meet me at Flinders immediately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True Religion, 7 for all mankind, Joe's jeans, Paige Premium Denim, etc...&lt;333!!! I restricted myself to 3 pairs of jeans. My original plan was to get one pair of True Religion, one pair of Paige and one pair of 7 for all mankind. Unfortunately I couldn't find a pair of 7 for all mankind jeans that I liked. Thus I bought one True Religion and two Paige jeans. Jo bought a pair of Joe's jeans and a shirt, go figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I interrupted Jo's lunch so I followed him to eat after the sale. We tried to find this cafe that Sara spoke about. I think I found the right cafe but they didn't have the cheesecake that Sara raved about. I had a very unusual, quite nice dessert while Jo had his lunch (at like 5pm).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Shiyou for dinner after I got back. We went to Taste of Asia at Lygon, it was alright. Bryan Xie came in with his friend after we had ordered our food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bryan: Hi Shiyou.&lt;br /&gt;Shiyou: Hi&lt;br /&gt;Kim: Hi Kim!&lt;br /&gt;Bryan: OMG! It's Kim!&lt;br /&gt;Kim: Yeah it's me.&lt;br /&gt;Bryan: Omg! You and you, you two together!&lt;br /&gt;Kim: Yeah, we were classmates in MG.&lt;br /&gt;Bryan: I know! But you're like separate friends!!&lt;br /&gt;Shiyou: What?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was sooo shocked to see Shiyou and I having dinner together. I bought a ton of chocolates after dinner. The lolly store recently received stock of all my favourite chocolates! Milky way rolls, raisin yorkies, minstrels, fruit salad, etc...!!! I don't think I did much after that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calorie Count:&lt;br /&gt;-Macaroni soup (lunch)&lt;br /&gt;-Chocolate and mascarpone cheese tart with pear poached in balsamic vinegar (tea)&lt;br /&gt;-Penang kway teoh (dinner)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday 20 May 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually did my Finance tutorial and went to my Finance tutorial and didn't get back my Finance assignment :(:(:(...Although, I might not want it back because I didn't know what in the world I was doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I took a short nap before I cooked dinner. Mummy's peas with sour cream. The sweetness of peas balanced perfectly with sour cream. Unfortunately, they aren't as good as Mummy's...I tried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met Jo at Melbourne Central after dinner and a long long while later, Sara met us. We karaoked till like 3am! Jo's Aunty Cynthia and her friend joined us after a few songs. Oh gosh, we looked like fools! Plus Jo kept videoing us, but I took care of that. After karaoke we took a slow walk back to College Square.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calorie Count:&lt;br /&gt;-Uncle Toby's breakfast bar (breakfast)&lt;br /&gt;-Ham &amp;amp; cheese sandwich (lunch)&lt;br /&gt;-Oats (lunch)&lt;br /&gt;-Pork chop, peas and roast potatoes (dinner)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday 19 May 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a quick lunch then it was off to class. Dragged my laptop to class for the first time. Oh the joys of a mini laptop :) Configured the laptop wireless in between classes. Agency is confusing and game theory is stupid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It gets dark awful early these days. I don't like the dark :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost thought I had to go grocery shopping alone in the dark but I found Sara in the end. I told Chris to call the cops if I wasn't back by 7.30pm. Bought tons of stuff at Safeway. It was too late to cook by the time I got back so I ate a sandwich and oats for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calorie Count:&lt;br /&gt;-Vegetable sandwich (lunch)&lt;br /&gt;-Uncle Toby's breakfast bar (tea)&lt;br /&gt;-Ham &amp;amp; cheese sandwich (dinner)&lt;br /&gt;-Oats (dinner)&lt;br /&gt;-Chocolate (dessert)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday 18 May 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cooked fried rice before school. I'm doing a good job of emptying out my fridge. After our Finance lecture, Sara and I went to the music department to find out more about taking Choir as our breadth subject next semester. No auditions and attendance=a pass! I like the sound of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The price of student movie tickets increased...boooo!!!! I bought a mirror screen protector for my iphone at Union House. Now I can see myself when I look at my iphone :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me tell you how much of a genius I am...I tried to set up the YMCA internet connection on my new mini hp laptop. I followed all the instructions on the paper very carefully but it didn't seem to work. After a while of trying to figure out what I did wrong, I finally got my answer. Instead of plugging the LAN cable into my laptop, I plugged the printer cable into the laptop. Thus no internet connection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well now my internet works and I installed a lot of other things onto that laptop. I just can't figure out why my msn doesn't work. Something to do with the stupid firewall :s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to go to the gym but I ended up eating a sandwich then falling asleep. What a way to lose weight! After I woke up, I ate again!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One simple thing. One thing that means so much to me, means absolutely nothing to you. So much for "I love you"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calorie Count:&lt;br /&gt;-Fried rice (lunch)&lt;br /&gt;-Chocolate covered swiss roll (dessert)&lt;br /&gt;-Vegetable sandwich (snack)&lt;br /&gt;-Porkchop with applesauce (dinner)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday 17 May 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's that time of the month people. Be warned, serious temper tantrums ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had left-over kway teoh for lunch and I spent the rest of the day in bed because of my cramps. After dinner I did my laundry because that was way overdue. Boy! That was a lot a lot of laundry! Did a bit of vacuuming as well but not much because my cramps would not allow me to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah that was pretty much how I spent my Sunday, in bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calorie Count:&lt;br /&gt;-Char kway teoh (lunch)&lt;br /&gt;-Fish, potato nuggets &amp;amp; baked potato (dinner)&lt;br /&gt;-Lots of chocolate (dessert)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday 16 May 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cooked char kway teoh for lunch today :D It wasn't bad but it wasn't great either. I wanted to go to Toorak because it was like the last free Saturday we will have in a long time but someone slept till like 3pm!!! When someone finally woke up, we went to Melbourne Central to buy movie tickets then we went grocery shopping at the asian grocer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hung about at home for a while before heading out again for our movie. Ghost of Girlfriends Past is such a nice show!!! I cried so many times!!! Jo met us at Melbourne Central after our movie. I shall not comment on what happened next but yeah Jo and I walked all the way to Crown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the arcade and some boy actually won 1000 tickets on the spinny machine!!! The machine ran out of tickets so Jo and I played it after other people did then we complained that our tickets wouldn't come out. A staff member came to re-fill the tickets so all the tickets owed to people came out. We felt bad for taking everyone else's tickets so we looked for the people in front of us who didn't get their tickets and we gave them some tickets. They were very grateful that we returned their tickets. We won a make your own bouncy ball kit and 8 tattoos with 370 tickets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Velvetbar was soooo crowded so we decided to take away dessert back to Jo's place. Sam wanted KFC so after buying dessert, we headed back in the direction of the arcade to get his KFC. There was this rather strange man at KFC. He was wearing a cartoon shirt and he wasn't being very nice to the KFC staff. We dropped by BP on the way back to Jo's place to pick up milk and water. We decided to take a rain check on make your own toblerone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent the rest of the night making bouncy balls, putting on tattoos, taking stupid photos and singing songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calorie Count:&lt;br /&gt;-Char kway teoh (lunch)&lt;br /&gt;-Fish &amp;amp; chips (dinner)&lt;br /&gt;-Mixed berry cheesecake (dessert)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday 15 May 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy woke me up superr early to go to Hyatt for breakfast. After breakfast she passed me some stuff and some money then she sent me back to College Square. Oh what a mess my apartment is because of all her stuff. Most mothers clean up their kid's apartments but my mother does the opposite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to ARA tutorial completely unprepared but it was fine in the end because apparently it was quite hard so our tutor would be surprised if we had done it. I took a nap after my tute then I studied PBL for an hour before my next tute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've left 3 of my microecons tutes early because of PBL, 1 of the tutes was on Good Friday and I was absent for 1 of them...Sara is surprised my tutor even knows my name. I think she is actually one of the only tutors that knows my name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PBL was not cool at alllll....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sara and I went shopping for Aunty Grace's present after school. We went to JR Duty Free and found the perfect present for Aunty Grace! It was this set of 5 mini Bvlgari perfumes and they were the nice ones as well. The sales assistant told us that we could only purchase it if we were leaving the country and that they needed to see our travel documents. I asked him if we needed to show the product we purchased to the customs people at the airport but he said that we didn't need to, all we needed to show them was the receipt. Thus Sara and I travelled all the way back to College Square to get my e-ticket and passport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon our return to JR Duty Free, we attempted to purchase the perfumes. The lady at the cashier was soooo damn rude!!! We stood in front of her at the cashier for agess and she didn't even look at us. She was holding this pair of shades and pressing the same button on the cash register furiously. After a while, she finally acknowledged our presence and the conversation went something like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lady: Do you have ticket??&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yes&lt;br /&gt;*I passed her my ticket*&lt;br /&gt;*She ignored us for a further few minutes*&lt;br /&gt;Lady: Poto id, poto id&lt;br /&gt;Me: HUH???&lt;br /&gt;*I finally got it and I passed her my passport*&lt;br /&gt;*She scanned my passport and ticket and passed me a form to sign then she continued pressing the same button*&lt;br /&gt;Me: Sara, what's this?? I'm not signing something without understanding what I'm signing.&lt;br /&gt;Sara: Let me read it.&lt;br /&gt;Sara: Excuse me, what does this mean?&lt;br /&gt;Lady: You have to come back in one week to collect it. You have to bring it to airport. You cannot open in this country.&lt;br /&gt;(ok well that's not what she said, she said everything in broken english so it took us a while to figure out what she was saying but that's the general gist of what she said)&lt;br /&gt;Sara &amp;amp; I: Huh??? So we can't bring it back now and we can't open it??&lt;br /&gt;Lady: Ya&lt;br /&gt;Sara &amp;amp; I: Ok we don't want it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;*The rude lady grabbed the photocopy and shoved it at us and we walked out*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then realized that we were screwed because we didn't have a present. It was a mad dash to Myers where we eventually decided on mac lipstick. Kara and Claire met us at Bourke Street and we split flowers for Aunty Grace. Jo met us at Flinders and we trammed to Aunty Grace's house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made the strangest card for Aunty Grace on the tram. After writing a nice message on the card, we started kissing it so it had lipgloss marks all over it. I also drew a jalapeno that looked like a carrot and an ice-cream. Jo got us seriously lost from the tram stop to Aunty Grace's house because he was trying to think of an excuse as to why he did not have a present for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At like 8p.m. plus, we finally arrived at Aunty Grace's house. Everyone was waiting for us :s After dinner, I was forced to sing a song for Aunty Grace. How embarrassing!!! Ted turned on the karaoke machine and passed the mic to me. My hands were shaking...Jo played the guitar while I sung a rather shakey version of Bless the Broken Road. Nadia sung two songs after that then Sara and I spent the rest of the night singing along to Jo/Ted playing the guitar (without an audience, thank goodness!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calorie Count:&lt;br /&gt;-Cheese string (snack)&lt;br /&gt;-Sausage roll (lunch)&lt;br /&gt;-Half a potato with cheese, beef ball, coconut rice, pork and vege (dinner)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday 14 May 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, Mummy and I went to see apartments in Verve. I like them a lot a lot!! The maintenance fee covers cleaners who come once every two weeks to clean the apartments. The apartments are nice too. Nice kitchen, decent bathroom and windows in the bedroom! I lovee the 2 + study but it's $629,000 :( There are 2 bathrooms, 2 bedrooms, 1 study, a big living and dining area, a separate laundry room and car park space. The 1 + study is $438,000 but it's much smaller and it doesn't come with a car park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We picked Sara up then drove to DFO Essendon again! Back for the Ralph Lauren sale! Mummy spent $887!!! Only $170 of that was mine! I had a quick lunch after that then it was back to the city to pick up Aunty Grace, Sam, Jo and Claire. The traffic was awful! Mummy was supposed to cook chicken rice but we had no time in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had dinner at some Chinese restaurant near Aunty Grace's house after we picked Nadia up. Most of the stuff was spicy so I couldn't eat it. After dinner, we rushed back to College Square because Sara and I had to study for our PBL test. I actually did spend the rest of the night studying although I didn't remember much of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calorie Count:&lt;br /&gt;-Ramen soup (lunch)&lt;br /&gt;-Duck, chicken, vege, tofu +rice (dinner)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday 13 May 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy did not like my apartment so she checked herself into the Park Hyatt. Her room was awesome! It had a fire place/chaise lounge/walk-in-wardrobe!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy and I went to see another apartment at QV, I was hoping it was a different layout from the other apartment we saw but unfortunately it wasn't. The door was lilac and the view wasn't as great as the other apartment. I went for Finance lecture after that then I met Mummy again. She ordered room service and boy! the mash was awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We met the rudest estate agent after that! She was awful!!! I texted her saying that we couldn't make the first viewing but we would be there for the second one. She called me up to scold me because aparently she didn't look at her phone so she didn't know we weren't coming. It wasn't even my fault anyway! It was Mummy's! I wasn't even interested in those apartment too and I made that clear to her but she insisted that I see them. We met her at the second apartment and while I was paying for the parking ticket, she called me up again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stoopid Lady: Where are you?? I thought we arranged to meet???&lt;br /&gt;Me: I'm paying for parking (fool!!!)&lt;br /&gt;Stoopid Lady: Where???&lt;br /&gt;Me: At the parking meter&lt;br /&gt;Stoopid Lady: Oh I see you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was one other guy from Malaysia looking at the apartment. This girl who was staying in the apartment came down to get us. The poor girl was interrogated by the stoopid lady. The stoopid lady was asking her all sorts of questions about the apartment in the rudest way possible. Shouldn't she as the estate agent know about the apartment she is selling??? Mummy was so offended when the stoopid lady tapped her on the shoulder. The apartment was actually quite nice, it's a loft apartment and it's really spacious. Not a location I'm interested in though. When we were done looking at the apartment, the stoopid lady was like "oh you can go now"!! She didn't even show us to the door!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I studied chapter 7 of PBL in the lounge at Hyatt. A really conducive place to study. We had tea at the lounge then drove off to see another apartment. We had to pick up my stuff from Hyatt after the viewing then we had dinner at China Town. Dinner was alright, nothing great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy dropped me back after dinner and I don't know what I did after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calorie Count:&lt;br /&gt;-Osso bucco with mash (lunch)&lt;br /&gt;-Siew mai, samosas, smoked salmon, cheese + crackers (tea)&lt;br /&gt;-Fried rice, beef + peking duck (dinner)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday 12 May 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy and Daddy picked me up then we went to DFO Essendon. Mummy entered every store we walked past!!! Everytime Daddy and I turned around, she was missing! They bought lots! I only bought a polo t and sweater for myself. Saving up for London! (I need to keep reminding myself that) The lady at Ralph Lauren only told us that there was a storewide 50% off on Thursday after we spent $700 there!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We dropped Daddy off at the airport after getting very very lost. We then returned to DFO because the lady at House said that Curtis Stone was popping by their store. Mummy thought Curtis Stone was Jamie Oliver :s For those of you who don't know (which is most of you), Curtis Stone had a tv show here in Australia called Surf The Menu then he went to the US to do a tv show called Take Home Chef. I used to watch that all the time on Discovery Home &amp;amp; Health in Singapore. We watched a cooking demonstration and without any actual cooking because there was no stove. He signed my cookbook! Then I took a photo with him...I'm shorter than his shoulder :s!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After buying tons of stuff from House, Mummy and I dropped our stuff back at College Square then we met Jo at Crown for dinner. Mummy was so impressed with her free parking at Crown. She somehow got herself upgraded to a silver Crown card. Sho noodle bar wasn't bad compared to the awful food we eat in China Town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jo and I went to the arcade after dinner while Mummy played the jackpot machines. The stoopid machine that didn't give Jo his tickets last time still wouldn't give him his tickets so we called for help. The girl who worked there tried playing the game but no tickets came out so she pressed the reset button and all the tickets the machine owed people came out. We got almost 400 tickets from that! We played my favourite spinny game. Jo got 150 tickets then I got 150 tickets. Jo said, "you won't get lucky twice in a row" then I said, "third time's a charm" and I spun it and I got 150 again!!! We eventually accumulated enough tickets to get the silicon shot glass ice cube thing! 1,150 tickets!!! We even had 40 tickets left over to get Jo a mini whoopee cushion!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy thought we abandoned her because we took so long. When we finally returned, she was so relieved. Super toblerone!!! When Mummy took her first sip, the first thing she said was "yummm, can we bring Natty here? She would love this! Oh wait, she's underage". They even played Single Ladies for us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calorie Count:&lt;br /&gt;-Japanese curry with pork and rice (lunch)&lt;br /&gt;-Peking duck spring rolls + tempura prawns (starter/dinner)&lt;br /&gt;-Braised hokkien noodles with pork (mains/dinner)&lt;br /&gt;-Super toblerone (dessert)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday 11 May 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I FINALLY FINISHED THAT DARN FINANCE ASSIGNMENT!!! HOORAYYY!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met my parents at Spencer St DFO. Didn't buy anything! Saving up for London! What an accomplishment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We dropped Daddy off at the hotel while Mummy and I went back to College Square so I could change for dinner. It took us agesss to get back to the Hyatt because of awful traffic. We met Daddy in the lounge when we finally arrived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unlce Ken and Aunty Joanne met us for dinner at fifteen. The pasta was really good but the mains weren't as great. We were too full for dessert and I was falling asleep at the table. My parents sent me home after dinner and I can't remember what I did after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calorie Count:&lt;br /&gt;-Crisps sandwich (lunch)&lt;br /&gt;-Nachos (tea)&lt;br /&gt;-Butternut pumpkin ravioli + beef ragu tagliatini (starter/dinner)&lt;br /&gt;-Beef with potatoes roasted in duck fat (mains/dinner)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday 10 May 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Mother's Day Mummy! Happy Birthday Dennis!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sara, Jo and I woke up super early so we could meet my parents at the Hyatt. I got ready, called Jo many times then I packed a brown bag full of sandwiches and snacks while Sara was getting ready yet I was still down earlier than her. Aunty Joanne, Uncle Ken and my parents were all waiting for us at the sofas when we finally arrived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents rented an Estima so we all piled in and we were off to the wineries. Uncle Ken and Aunty Joanne took their own car so I had space to sleep on the back seat. Wine...how interesting, oh how I love wine... :s Obviously it wasn't a very eventful morning/afternoon for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was at Willow Creek. We sat ouside on the deck, overlooking the grape vines on a bright sunny day. Problem with a bright sunny day is that I was followed by this darn bee, I swear that bee was in love with my sweetness. The food was really good! The seafood was really fresh, my beef was really tender and the chocolate panna cotta was real yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently Natty went to a birthday party one week early so my mum was freaking out trying to get someone to pick her up. Mum spoke to Rachel, Angelica and Natty but none of them wished her Happy Mother's Day. Mum passed the phone to me and I spoke to Rachel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kim: What day is it?&lt;br /&gt;Rachel: I don't know!&lt;br /&gt;Kim: What day is it?&lt;br /&gt;Rachel: Urrgghhh I don't know!!!&lt;br /&gt;Kim: What day is it? It's not a birthday or Father's Day...&lt;br /&gt;Rachel: Mother's day?&lt;br /&gt;Kim: Yeah! And you didn't wish Mummy!!!&lt;br /&gt;Rachel: Oh but I got her a present.&lt;br /&gt;Kim: I bet my present is better than yours!&lt;br /&gt;Rachel: My present is thoughtful!&lt;br /&gt;Kim: I got her Versace.&lt;br /&gt;Rachel: I got her a mug.&lt;br /&gt;Kim: HAHAHAHAHA!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our last stop was this chocolate factory. I burnt my tongue on the hot chocolate :( They had the exact same chocolate as Koko Black but for one third of the price. After we bought lots of chocolate, we were off. I've never needed to pee more in my entire life...I almost died in the car!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally when we reached College Square, I ran to the toilet like a fool. I then went upstairs to change. Wore my new Versace dress :) It was pretty. When I was done, we piled into the car again and Jo dropped my parents off at the Hyatt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I followed him back to his apartment so he could change. Apparently Aunty Grace has his garage key so we couldn't get the car into the carpark. We left the car on the road while he ran up to change then we tried to get a parking space at Crown. The carparks were full and the valet was full! Thus we ended up on some highway :s What an adventure...Well, finally we did find parking then we rushed to the restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stoopid restaurant wouldn't let me serve my Mother's Day cake to my mum...if I wanted to do that, there would be a $20 per head charge. The cake only cost $27! That would cost us an extra $80 just to eat the darn cake! Not only was I not allowed to serve the cake, they took my ratatouille off the menu! That was the best damn ratatouille on the planet and it's gone! I thought I ordered what my mum had the last time we went there but apparently, I didn't. My mum had whole livers the last time but I ended up with pate. There was sooo much steak on the menu but I was sooo sick of steak so I had the fish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy finally told Daddy that we are going to England in June. Like I said, Daddy's not stupid, he already knew. YAYYYYY LONDON BABYY LONDON!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents went off to the casino after dinner while Jo and I left for the carpark. "Please present to the parking attending" was written on the free parking coupon. When we arrived at the barrier, there was no parking attending. Jo pressed the help button and this guy came out. He told us that we should have exchanged the coupon for a ticket at the cloak desk. How in the world we were supposed to know that? I have no idea. He let us off this time and we ended up back on the highway again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jo drove to some deserted road because he was going to teach me how to drive. Oh what an experience...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Kim takes of her Zanotti's*&lt;br /&gt;Jo: Look at the rear-view mirror&lt;br /&gt;*Kim looks at the rear-view mirror*&lt;br /&gt;Jo: Ok, put your foot on the brake&lt;br /&gt;Kim: Err which one is the brake???&lt;br /&gt;Jo: The one on the left.&lt;br /&gt;Kim: I can't see the pedals! I don't know where they are!&lt;br /&gt;*Kim finally finds the pedals with the help of a handphone light*&lt;br /&gt;Jo: Press the break and put the gear stick on drive&lt;br /&gt;*Kim puts gear stick on neutral*&lt;br /&gt;*Jo puts gear stick on drive*&lt;br /&gt;Jo: Release the brake&lt;br /&gt;*Kim releases the brake and we are off diagonally across the road*&lt;br /&gt;Jo: Slowly press the accelerator&lt;br /&gt;*Kim presses it too hard and we jerk*&lt;br /&gt;Kim: AAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Kim: AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH the cops are here!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;*Not only is the car jerking like crazy, it isn't going in a straight line*&lt;br /&gt;Jo: They aren't cops, they are just security&lt;br /&gt;Kim: AAAAHHHHHHHHH policeeeee!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Jo: Ok lets switch, press the brake&lt;br /&gt;*Kim slams foot on brake, car jerks, we fly forward and so does the cake*&lt;br /&gt;Kim: AAAAAHHHHHHHH frick!!! It's the police!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank goodness we didn't get caught by the police! He dropped me home after that and I continued with my Finance assignment after my shower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calorie Count:&lt;br /&gt;-Chips and cheese sandwich (breakfast)&lt;br /&gt;-Seafood platter (starter/lunch)&lt;br /&gt;-Rib-eye steak with mashed potatoes, beans and spinach (mains/lunch)&lt;br /&gt;-Chocolate panna cotta and cheese!!! (dessert/lunch)&lt;br /&gt;-Chicken and duck liver parfait with brioche (starter/dinner)&lt;br /&gt;-Pan-fried snapper with mashed potatoes and peas (mains/dinner)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday 9 May 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Shiyou!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy and Daddy arrived so I met them at the Grand Hyatt at 11am. We hung around for a while then went for lunch at Lygon Street. Daddy was not impressed...I collected a cake for Mummy at Brunetti's while Mummy and Daddy walked around. After dropping it in the apartment, I met up with them again. Ian met us while we were walking to QV. We looked around at Big W then sat down for a drink. Ian left while we went to view the QV apartment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the location but oh boy was that place run down! If we bought that apartment, we would have to replace the carpets and all the tiles in the bathroom and kitchen, paint the place, change the toilet, etc...I wouldn't call that liveable condition. The guy staying there has one room completely empty...I can't understand why he rented a 2 bedroom apartment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy and Daddy went back to the Hyatt after the viewing while I went back to College Square to do my Finance assignment. Stoopid Finance assignment!!! So bloody hard!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy, Daddy, Aunty Grace, Uncle Mark, Ted, Nadia, Jo, Sara, Ian and I went for dinner at Federation Square. Some Australian restuarant with real Australian cuisine. Kangaroo, emu, wallaby, crocodile, etc...I was boring and I stuck to steak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jo, Sara, Ian and I went to Crown after dinner. We went to the arcade and Ian blew $70 there. Sara and I won 4 magic wands, three slinkies and one keychain at the arcade while Ian and Jo played shooting games. Stoopid Ian said he was just going to look at the people playing blackjack but he ended up disappearing for ages because he was off playing casino wars. We had a super banana split, Sara's new favourite drink. Creme de banane, vanilla, kahlua, etc...It was nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Ian had his supper, he sent Sara and I home. I was soooo pooped by the time I got back because I only had a few hours of sleep the night before but I think I ended up blogging for hours instead of sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calorie Count:&lt;br /&gt;-Pizza (lunch)&lt;br /&gt;-Cheese sandwich (tea)&lt;br /&gt;-Porterhouse steak with potatoes (dinner)&lt;br /&gt;-Super banana split (supper)&lt;br /&gt;-Wedges (supper)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO  K&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/983463521525619000-7380747619287486721?l=thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/feeds/7380747619287486721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/2009/05/you-drove-me-up-wall-but-i-kinda-miss.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983463521525619000/posts/default/7380747619287486721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983463521525619000/posts/default/7380747619287486721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/2009/05/you-drove-me-up-wall-but-i-kinda-miss.html' title=''/><author><name>Princess Ong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18356033986369894547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983463521525619000.post-6738022238100486080</id><published>2009-05-03T08:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T10:03:11.245-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You're an ass, not the man for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THOU SHALL NOT SPEND MUCH MONEY, THOU SHALL REALLY REALLY NOT SPEND MUCH MONEY! THOU SHALL SAVE UP FOR L***** BABYY L*****!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday 8 May 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A relief teacher came in today for my ARA tute. Sara said she's the hot tutor Dennis told us about. The one day I actually did my work and my teacher wasn't there. Sara and I completely miscalculated our ARA decision making task thus all our answers were wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a nap after lunch then I went for my microecons tute. The annoying girl didn't have the boy to flirt with today because he was absent...hoorayyy!!! She's sooo annoying, I don't think anyone likes her, everyone avoided her table because she is just nastyyy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took another nap after school...I sleep a lot. I actually intended to doing my Finance assignment but as soon as I took out all my notes, I crawled into bed and slept. When I woke up, Sara, Claire, Bryan Xie and I went to Papa Gino's for dinner. The waiting area is right in front of the pizza making station, I became even hungrier after watching all those pizzas being made. Sara said that they probably do that on purpose so people order more when they finally get their table. Bryan treated us to dinner because he won at roulette that day at Crown. He won $65, dinner was $63.10. That means his total winnings add up to $1.90.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brunetti's was superrr crowdeddd!!! They finally had my profiteroles though :D!!! I ordered it to have there but ended up packing it because there were no seats. I also ordered a mother's day cake for Mummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have yet to do my Finance assignment. I spent the rest of the night cleaning up my apartment in preparation for the parents who arrive at 7a.m. on Saturday. My apartment looks too neat, they will know it's all a scam! Everything down to the paper on my desk is alligned so nicely, the floor is vacuumed and every surface is dusted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calorie Count:&lt;br /&gt;-Bread with cheese spread (breakfast)&lt;br /&gt;-Choc chip muffin bar (breakfast)&lt;br /&gt;-Left-over pasta (lunch)&lt;br /&gt;-Aussie pizza (dinner)&lt;br /&gt;-Profiterole (dessert)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday 7 May 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ian and I met Sara and Bryan Xie downstairs in the afternoon. The conversation between Sara and Byran was so funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sara: Oh you're posting a Mother's Day card to your mum too? Can you help me post mine?&lt;br /&gt;*Sara takes out her card wanting to pass it to Bryan*&lt;br /&gt;Bryan: Oh help me post mine, thanks!&lt;br /&gt;*He passes the card to Sara*&lt;br /&gt;*Sara, Kim &amp;amp; Ian with stunned looks on their faces*&lt;br /&gt;*Kim &amp;amp; Ian start laughing*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sara, Ian and I went for lunch at Collins Place then Sara and I went to the post office while Ian and Bryan Tan went, well actually I don't know where they went. I bought a Mother's Day card for Mummy at the post office...what an expensive card!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grocery shopping at QV after that. I only bought two bags worth of groceries! Unbelievable I know. Ian met us at Safeway, he was cursing at me the whole time because apparently it was my fault that he didn't bring his passport to Western Union so he couldn't collect his money. The asian grocer still didn't have soba sauce but I did buy enough ingredients to make char kway teoh. I can always count on Ian to dampen my mood...He was so disgusted with the chinese sausage...I was so happy with my desire to attempt cooking char kway teoh but he had to go and say, "I'm not eating it, that's so gross".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did a bit of laundry when I got back then Ian and I went for dinner. Having to pick up after him is an absolute nightmare! Dinner was at Ying Thai. Ian was complaining the whole time, apparently all the food was horrible. His favourite word is "horrible!". He's never said anything is nice...anything nice is "okay" to him but most things are "horrible".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calorie Count:&lt;br /&gt;-Japanese curry with pork and rice (lunch)&lt;br /&gt;-Thai food (dinner)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday 6 May 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ian cooked lunch while I finished up the rest of my econs assignment. I rushed to Qantas after submitting my assignment. Apparently there were no seats available for me to change my return flight from Melbourne to Singapore from 28 June to 20 June. If I paid an extra $475 then there would be a seat available...what rubbish?!?! I called Mummy and she said that that was ridiculous so she booked a flight for me on SIA on 20 June, returning on 25 July. I AM SOOOO EXCITED FOR THE HOLIDAY THAT I GET TO GO ON BECAUSE I AM GOING BACK TO SINGAPORE EARLY!!! Thus I changed my Qantas return ticket to 17 Septmeber...they wouldn't give me 19 Septmeber...I hope I don't have a test on Friday 18 Septmeber.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sara and I met Jo for dinner. We were supposed to meet Aunty Grace too but she didn't see Jo's message till she was on the tram on the way home. We couldn't figure out where we wanted to eat so we ended up watching fired up at Melbourne Central again! What an awesome movie...although, chocolate tofu is not a nice thing to eat during that movie or everrr!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calorie Count:&lt;br /&gt;-Pasta with beef, chicken, tomato, zucchini and bell pepper (lunch)&lt;br /&gt;-Beef burger (dinner)&lt;br /&gt;-Chocolate tofu (dessert)&lt;br /&gt;-Chocolate covered banana ice-cream (dessert)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday 5 May 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met Sara for lunch at Rice Bar. I ordered crispy chicken on rice but it turned out to be chicken rice. The dark sauce tasted like malt candy!!! We met Dennis along the way to the computer lab. I finally finished my damn ARA assignment!!!! Hoorayyyy!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met Jo at Melbourne Central and we watched Wolverine! I hadn't heard very good things about the movie but I quite liked it. We trammed to Crown after the movie for dinner. Ian was playing in a poker tournament at Crown so while waiting for him, Jo and I went to the arcade. My favourite game in the arcade is feeding the tickets into the ticket counting machine. We tried very very hard to win this crap toilet paper for 410 tickets. It's toilet paper with crap jokes on it! Better quality than Jo's toilet paper too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A) How does a crazy person find their way through a forest??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B) What do you get from a pampered cow???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After more than an hour in the arcade, Ian was still not done so Jo and I went to Velvetbar. Super cocktails $24 on Tuesdays as oppose to $35 on other days. I really really wanted to try a super drink so Jo asked if they could make me a super mocktail but they said no. Thus the next best alternative was the least alcoholic drink which was the super toblerone. Super toblerone: Frangelico, Kahlua, Balieys, cream, chocolate, etc...It wasn't too bad but it was ginormous!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ian finally finished and he was hungry as usual so we went to east to west which is next door to velvetbar. East to west is also next door to Margo's which was where Jo and I had dinner. They sold the same chicken parmagiana that I had for dinner at Margo's for half the price!!! I was miffed!! We went home after Ian's meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calorie Count:&lt;br /&gt;-Chicken rice (lunch)&lt;br /&gt;-Potato chips (tea)&lt;br /&gt;-Chicken parmagiana (dinner)&lt;br /&gt;-Super Toblerone (dessert)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A) They use a psycho-path!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B) Spoiled milk!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday 4 May 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met Sara for our Finance lecture then Ian brought some cakes over to the apartment. I cooked dinner then we went to Koko black for dessert. Gee whiz this is a short entry...my memory is failing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calorie Count:&lt;br /&gt;-Left over pasta (lunch)&lt;br /&gt;-Cakes (tea)&lt;br /&gt;-Noodles with corn, chicken, mushroom and carrots (dinner)&lt;br /&gt;-Chocolate mousse (dessert)&lt;br /&gt;-Ham sandwich (supper)&lt;br /&gt;-Honey soy chicken potato chips (supper)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday 3 May 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ian and I had lunch at Dessert House Eatery. He wastes so much food, it's unbelievable! After lunch, we went to the Sass &amp;amp; Bide sale for the third time. Despite promising not to be an ass, he still was. He walked out again, I wonder when he'll eventually learn his lesson. I didn't buy much because I had bought practically everything in my size already. I got a pair of shorts and a skirt for Nat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to Via Reale for us. I got another dress, in my defense it is a very pretty dress and everyone said it looked good on me. Ian got another white jacket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laurent bakery has very pretty cakes but terrible service. I think Brunetti's tastes better. Plus Laurent bakery charges you a surcharge on Sundays and public holidays and they charge extra for dining in. Although, I think I will still go back because I want to try some of the other cakes. Ian doesn't strike me as the kind of guy who orders soy lattes. I ordered this apple juice but when I sat down, I realized it was sparkling apple juice and being the supertaster that I am, I don't like fizzy drinks. Thus I tried shaking the drink to get some of the gas out. Not such a smart idea...when I opened the drink, apple juice fizz spilt everywhere!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did laundry when we got back so we had to wait for the laundry to be done before we could go for dinner. Dinner was at like 8.30p.m. at some Italian restaurant along Lygon. As usual, the boy was sooo critical about every little thing. Everything tastes like shit to him, nothing is good enough for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calorie Count:&lt;br /&gt;-Fried rice (lunch)&lt;br /&gt;-Charlotte aux fraises (tea)&lt;br /&gt;-Chips and dip (snack)&lt;br /&gt;-Ham with bread (snack)&lt;br /&gt;-Pumpkin and sage ravioli with blue cheese sauce (dinner)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday 2 May 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cooked lunch for Ian and Sara then we went to the Sass &amp;amp; Bide sale again. This time, there were further reductions!!! I bought a pair of jeans on Friday for $30 and I found it on Saturday for $10 so I bought another pair. All the $70 jeans were reduced to $50 and the $50 jeans were reduced to $30!!! Plus there was a whole table filled with $10 pants!!! I ended up buying 9 pairs of pants and one skirt, all at $10 each!!! Between Sara and I, we have 18 pairs of Sass &amp;amp; Bide pants :s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner was at the brasserie by Philippe Mouchel. I made a resevation at 8.30p.m. but we didn't get our table till like 9!!! While waiting for our table, we met Aunty Grace, Uncle Mark, Nadia, Ted, Siska, Meg and Ming inside the casino and we arranged to meet them after dinner again. Zhen Yang and I turned down the complimentary champagne at the restaurant because we didn't know that it was F.O.C. The french onion soup was yummy!!! L'occitaine soap was given in the bathroom and thick, soft towels for drying your hands :). I should be a bathroom critic...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a chat with Aunty Grace and the gang after dinner and Sara and Bryan came to join us. Ian, Zhen Yang and Uncle Mark went off to play blackjack while we hung around the food court for a while longer. Sara and I helped Bryan win at roulette. We were very good regulators :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was almost 3.30am when we left Crown... :s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calorie Count:&lt;br /&gt;-Beef, broccoli, green pepper and rice (lunch)&lt;br /&gt;-Escargot, chicken liver and fois gras terrine (starters)&lt;br /&gt;-Zucchini flower risotto (mains)&lt;br /&gt;-Dessert platter (dessert)&lt;br /&gt;-Mee goreng (supper)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday 1 May 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only day I force myself to wake up early for class. Thank goodness we didn't need to do the tute before hand or I would have died. Ian cooked lunch for me after my ARA tute then I headed off for my microecons tute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, Ian, Zhen Yang and I went to Bridge Road because Via Reale was having a clearance sale. They made me wait so long at the tram stop because Ian was too busy gambling at Players on Lygon. Ian bought a pair of Versace pants for himself while I bought a pair for Mummy and a keychain for Daddy. We then trudged all the way to 140 Hoddle Street without knowing where it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sass &amp;amp; Bide sale!!! I bought a skirt, three pairs of jeans and a spag for $170!!! I wasn't allowed to bring my bag in because it was too large so I passed it to Ian to hold. My bag contained my wallet and handphone. Ian left my bag on the floor and walked off. Lovely boy he is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of helping me carry my shopping bags like a real man should, he made me carry my own shopping bags and his shopping bag. You wonder why I'll never get back together with you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner was at Pacific BBQ...what an experience...While we were waiting for a table, this short, white, curly-haired, fat lady (she was very unkempt) entered the restaurant wanting to take-away food. She wasn't the most polite person around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*The lady pushed her way to the cashier*&lt;br /&gt;Lady: I want to take-away one nasi goreng. (ordering Malay food in a Chinese restaurant???)&lt;br /&gt;*Kimberley's eyes widened*&lt;br /&gt;Cashier: We don't have nasi goreng.&lt;br /&gt;Lady: Do you have mee goreng?&lt;br /&gt;*we all started to giggle*&lt;br /&gt;Head waiter (he spoke with a very thick China accent): We don't have no nasi goreng or mee goreng. This is a traditional Chinese restaurant, we don't serve no Malaysian food. (It's Malay food, not Malaysian food)&lt;br /&gt;*the giggling got louder*&lt;br /&gt;Lady: Do you have vegetarian fried rice?&lt;br /&gt;Head waiter: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;Lady: I want bok choy, cauliflower, peas,...in my fried rice.&lt;br /&gt;Head waiter: No no no, we don't do no special orders. We only have what is on the menu.&lt;br /&gt;Lady: Can I see the menu???&lt;br /&gt;*cashier passed her the menu*&lt;br /&gt;Lady: Where is the vegetarian fried rice???&lt;br /&gt;Head waiter: Number 138.&lt;br /&gt;Lady: Do you have bok choy? Do you have cauliflower? Do you have peas???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure what happened after that because our table was ready so we left that area. I think eventually she ordered something and left. I finally got to try the Iced Coconut Three Colours Drink...it's not what I thought it would be. I thought it would be some coconut drink with three layers of pink, green and white...turns out, it's chendol!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dessert was at San Churros &lt;3! I can't really remember what happened after that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calorie Count:&lt;br /&gt;-Uncle Toby's breakfast bar (breakfast)&lt;br /&gt;-Tomato sauce with spaghetti and beef (lunch)&lt;br /&gt;-Duck rice (dinner)&lt;br /&gt;-Chocolate dipped churros (dessert)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday 30 April 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sara and I met Bryan and Chris for lunch at Melbourne GPO. We hung around Myers after lunch. I bought Micheal Kors Bermuda &lt;3 and Harajuku Lovers Music!!! Just what I need, more perfume...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sara and I went to Bridge Road after that. I bought another two tops from Jeanswest and a hell lot of stuff from Brands United. CK underwear spaghetti straps for $10...who could say no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cooked dinner once I was back home then Ian took a taxi from the airport to my apartment. It was so weird seeing him here...so strange.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Brunetti's for dessert after he ate my left overs from dinner. Zhen Yang met us at Safeway and we bought a lot a lot of stuff. Once we dropped the stuff off at the apartment, we headed back out to KFC because the boy was hungry. He barely ate...so much for being hungry. Zhen Yang and Ian both bought tram tickets after supper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I set up a bed for Ian on the floor after supper then we turned in for the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calorie Count:&lt;br /&gt;-Crumbed pork and rice (lunch)&lt;br /&gt;-Chicken, baby corn and rice (dinner)&lt;br /&gt;-Strawberry cheesecake (dessert)&lt;br /&gt;-Popcorn chicken nacho cheese wrap (supper)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO  K&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/983463521525619000-6738022238100486080?l=thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/feeds/6738022238100486080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/2009/05/youre-ass-not-man-for-me.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983463521525619000/posts/default/6738022238100486080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983463521525619000/posts/default/6738022238100486080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/2009/05/youre-ass-not-man-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Princess Ong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18356033986369894547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983463521525619000.post-1627567757481471698</id><published>2009-04-29T07:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T09:44:47.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>First impressions, not the most accurate things in the world...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday 29 April 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't understand finance at all...I don't even know why I'm studying it. Just not my cup of tea. After thinking about it, I would like to open my own business, hopefully get the funds from my parents and keep it as a family business. Either A) a candy store or B) a store that sells dresses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The candy store will be like Dylan's Candy Bar, inspired by Willy Wonka. Obviously it won't be just some ordinary candy store. The candy will be chosen by yours truly, candy that isn't already available in Singapore, something like the British Candy Store in Sydney or the Original Lolly Store here in Melbourne. Munchies, Lion bars, Toffee Crisps, Chocolate Tootsie Pops, Aeros, MilkyWay Magic Stars, Thorntons Original Special Toffee, Penguin bars, etc...Maybe I will bring in some expensive biscuits too like Yoku Moku...YUM!!! Holland V would be a good location, enough expats who miss the candy they get at home and enough school kids who love candy. I was thinking of having a milkshake counter in the store. Waffles, milkshakes, ice-cream (soft serve machines, of course!), root beer floats, etc...Simple stuff that's oh so appealling, maybe some of my home-made panna cotta and creme brulee as well. The counter will be kinda high, like a bar counter and the seats will be round stools with one leg in the centre and a red and while swirl pattern that makes them look like candy. The decor of the store will be colourful of course and just like what you'd see in Willy Wonka's chocolate factory. I do like the idea of black and white tiled floors like in those old fashioned ice-cream parlours but I don't know how that would fit in with the theme of Willy Wonka...OOhhhh and there must be a jukebox!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dress store will be something like AVANA or The Link. Prom dresses are soooo hard to find in Singapore! I have one hell of a time when I shop for mine. More selection is required!!! Brands like Wayne Cooper, Badgley and Mischka Platinum Label, Notte by Marchesa, Versus, Nicole Miller, Carmen Marc Valvo, Marc Bouwer, ABS by Allen Schwartz, Elie Tahari, Sass &amp;amp; Bide, Rebecca Taylor, etc...Some of those brands are already available in Singapore but not a huge selection. Some of them are rather expensive and others not so much. Whatever it is, Singapore needs a greater variety of prom dresses for every budget!!! Maybe I'll even bring in those one off lines that aren't available in Singapore like Roberto Cavalli for H&amp;amp;M or Zac Posen for Target. Not sure how exactly I'm going to get those brands to let me bring them into Singapore but I will think about that when the times comes I guess. The design of the store will be full on luxury...my own vision for my future walk-in-wardrobe. Gorgeous drapery, thick carpets, full length gold framed mirrors, chaise lounge, huge ass dressing rooms, etc... :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I entered the wrong pin too many times today while trying to draw money from my nab account. I entered the pin for my mum's card instead of my own pin :s genius ass! Thus I am currently locked out of my account and in need of cash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much happened today...lecture then a quick trip to ikea to grab a few things I needed. I only grabbed those few things I needed as oppose to buying the whole store...Another reason to be proud of me! I have a thing for head pieces &lt;3 I am absolutely fascinated by them! Bought one more in a store just outside ikea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quickbooks...UGGHHH!!! What a bitch!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calorie Count:&lt;br /&gt;-Meatballs and fries (lunch)&lt;br /&gt;-Chocolate mousse (dessert)&lt;br /&gt;-Sushi (dinner)&lt;br /&gt;-Sardines (supper)&lt;br /&gt;-Strawberries (supper)&lt;br /&gt;-Chocolate covered swiss roll (dessert)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday 28 April 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday was an awful day :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up late, seems to be the norm these past few months. During the break during my law lecture, I went to check my PBL skills task 2 results. I didn't do too well :( and I actually studied for it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met Dennis at the computer lab after the lecture. We tried very hard to do our ARA assignment. What a bitch?! Seriously! I spent three hours doing that shit assignment and I closed it after I thought I saved it. In that split second, three hours of my work went down the drain!!! I rarely use the f word but that was an exception. Stoopid Quickbooks!!! I cried after I found out it wasn't saved. Skipped dinner just to re-do what I lost plus more. We stayed in the lab till 9.30pm and I still wasn't done with my work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention how much I detest Quickbooks??? I DETEST QUICKBOOKS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was soooo starving when I got back. Had a sandwich while waiting for my pasta to boil. After dinner I had to do lunges to make myself feel better because eating so late just isn't good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calorie Count:&lt;br /&gt;-Munchables (lunch)&lt;br /&gt;-Sushi (tea)&lt;br /&gt;-Ham and cheese sandwich (dinner)&lt;br /&gt;-Fusilli with pesto sauce (dinner)&lt;br /&gt;-2 penguin bars (dessert)&lt;br /&gt;-Chocolate covered swiss roll (dessert)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO  K&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/983463521525619000-1627567757481471698?l=thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/feeds/1627567757481471698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/2009/04/first-impressions-not-most-accurate.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983463521525619000/posts/default/1627567757481471698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983463521525619000/posts/default/1627567757481471698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/2009/04/first-impressions-not-most-accurate.html' title=''/><author><name>Princess Ong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18356033986369894547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983463521525619000.post-8454930070696940793</id><published>2009-04-26T10:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T10:05:16.311-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Some people are just not worth it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Money can't buy happiness, maybe you'll learn that one day but till then, all I can do is pray. Seriously, I care too much about stupid matters but I guess that's just who I am?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday 27 April 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention how much I detest Quickbooks??? I DETEST QUICKBOOKS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After our finance lecture, Sara and I tried to look for a computer lab in the Economics and Comerce Building but to no avail. Dennis told us to try The Spot. The lady at the Commerce Student's Centre in The Spot told us that there were no student labs in The Spot or the Economics and Commerce Building. She told us to try Bouvirie Street or the Bailleau Library. However, she did not tell us where exactly on Bouvirie Street, all she said was that the building should have a "University of Melbourne" sign on it. No building name nor number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sara and I walked the whole of Bouvirie Street. Practically every building on that street had a "University of Melbourne" sign on it. We came across the strangest buildings..."The Department of Textiles", "The Department of Population Health" and stuff like that. After reaching the end of the street, we headed to Union House for lunch. Lunch was followed by a trip to the Bailleau Library which by the way does not have the software we need for our assignment. Thus we headed back to Bouvirie Street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finally found the damn building in a little cubby hole along Bouvirie Street! Finding the building was the easy part...we couldn't even figure out how to open the file on the computers. It took us a good 20 minutes just to open the damn file. We were beyond clueless when it came to the actual work. After a few hours in the lab, we headed back for dinner with nothing accomplished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention how much I detest Quickbooks??? I DETEST QUICKBOOKS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cooked dinner then washed up. Met Sara and Dennis at the seminar room on my floor after that. We tried to do our Intro to Microecons assignment and we became very confused...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dennis: You listen to country right? So like Kenny Rogers and stuff?&lt;br /&gt;Sara: Kenny Rogers...is food!!! *funny expression*&lt;br /&gt;Dennis and Me: HUH??? *shocked expression*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sara didn't know that Kenny Rogers was a musician despite the records and pictures of Kenny Rogers performing all around the Kenny Rogers restaurants :s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calorie Count:&lt;br /&gt;-Munchables (snack)&lt;br /&gt;-Sushi + bubble tea (lunch)&lt;br /&gt;-Rack of lamb + zucchini + mash potatoes (dinner)&lt;br /&gt;-Two eggs (supper)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday 26 April 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to drag Sara out of bed in the morning. Vic market was calling our names. My fridge desperately needed to be re-stocked. I bought a ton of meat and vege as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had lunch on that freezing cold day while waiting for the rain to stop. After a lot of waiting (over an hour), we decided to call Jo to see if he still had his car. He was nice enough to pick us up. Unfortunately, after we called him, the rain stopped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We dropped our stuff off at College Sqaure then he dropped us at church. Naughty boy drove off after dropping us off so he didn't attend church. Towards the end of the service while we were praying, this disturbed lady ran through the isles screaming for some guy called "alem". She was seriously disturbed thus she had to be forcabley removed by security. Sara and I thought she was looking for an ex-boyfriend or something like that. Aunty Grace thought it was a play at first, she was waiting for the next scene. Despite that interruption, the service was pretty good. Less screaming, more learning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sara and I were very worried after the service ended. We tried looking for Aunty Grace because we didn't see her in any of the seats but she didn't pick up any of our calls or reply to my sms. Sara called her house and Uncle Mark said they were all at church. We waited for ages but couldn't find her at the exit. Finally, the last people to come out were Nadia, Siska and Aunty Grace. Hooray!! They were found!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We followed them to the city to buy flowers and Aunty Grace told me some unsettling stuff. All we can do is pray I guess, pray that people find their way. I am quite bothered about it though, can't seem to wrap my mind around it. I have a ton of questions but my thoughts are pretty jumbled up so I don't know what I'm thinking. I never knew everything was that bad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sara and I met Jo for sushi after Aunty Grace left for a house warming party then Jo and I went for dinner at Lygon. Meg and Rachel met us for dinner after we finished our dinner because apparently Jo is really bad at giving directions. Ming and his friends Daniel and Albert met us too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel had a half an hour conversation on whether the "chicken rice soup" on the menu was chicken plus rice in soup or porridge (not oats) or chicken flavoured rice in soup. Finally she decided to ask the waiter to find out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other long conversation of the night was about bones. Rachel didn't know that salmon fish have bones. Meg didn't know that sharks have bones. Ming argued that eels have bones but Rachel said that eels only have cartilage. I think it was Daniel who said that jellyfish don't have bones but Rachel argued that they did because she read it on a bottle cap. I was pretty silent throughout the dinner, you know me right? Shy as always.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Freddo's after dinner. Ice-cream on that freezing cold day? No thank Q! I was supposed to meet Sara half way inbetween Freddo's and College Square because she was afraid she would get lost. I made it all the way back to College Sqaure and I still had to wait for her in that freezing weather because she still wasn't ready and she didn't answer her phone. We did finally make it back to Freddo's just as Meg, Ming and Rachel were leaving. Sara then decided to tell me that she didn't feel like having ice-cream and I was like "WHATTTT????". After my long walk in the cold, she doesn't even want ice-cream??? She did get ice-cream in the end, just to make me happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a ton of laundry to do when I got back. I had to wait for the machines though because they were in use. After the machines were emptied, I carried one basket to the laundry room. I then left to get my other basket. On my way out of my door, I saw this girl heading to the laundry room so I sped up. She actually opened the door for me and I hogged the machines. Although I was there first, it didn't look like it because there were two other girls in the room using the dryers so my first basket didn't look like it was mine. She must think I'm an absolute bitch because I took both the machines so she couldn't use them. In my defense, I was there first and I had a ton of laundry that I was struggling to carry, she on the other hand only had a few towels in her hands (no basket needed).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The usual Sunday routine followed. Wiping table tops, vacuuming the floor and printing my notes. I only finished everything at like 3am. I was seriously pooped after all that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calorie Count:&lt;br /&gt;-Cheerios + milk (breakfast)&lt;br /&gt;-Fish and chips (lunch)&lt;br /&gt;-Sushi (snack)&lt;br /&gt;-Quatro fromagio fettucine (dinner)&lt;br /&gt;-Choco chip muffin bar (supper)&lt;br /&gt;-Grapes (supper)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday 25 April 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sara and I slept in till like 2pm then we trammed to Docklands. We fell in love with this cheap arse shoe store. The shoes are seriously gorgeous!! I bought two pairs and Sara bought three :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sara: Oh no! We forgot to have lunch!&lt;br /&gt;Me: Screw lunch! We have shoes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I tell you how much I detest Gloria Jean's?! The cashier was sooooo blurrr!!! She had glasses at the tip of her nose and her mouth hung open like it was supposed to catch flies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cashier: You want cret? You want cret?&lt;br /&gt;Sara: HUH???&lt;br /&gt;Cashier: You want cret?&lt;br /&gt;Sara: Oh you mean whipped cream? No cream please.&lt;br /&gt;Cashier: Ya whit cret!&lt;br /&gt;Sara: No cream please.&lt;br /&gt;Cashier: What's your name?&lt;br /&gt;Sara: Sara. S, A, R, A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cashier typed her name onto the system. Her name was entered as "Sera". She forgot our order but when she did remember, I got my apple juice in a bottle that couldn't be opened!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from that one shoe store, Harbourtown is pretty uneventful. It started raining towards the end of our shopping trip. My Uggs are not waterproof :( We rushed and made it to the tram just in time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jo picked us up for dinner with Meaghan and her boyfriend after we returned from Harbourtown. Meg was too tired to go for dinner so Sara, Jo and I went to Southgate without her and her boyfriend. On the way there, Sara said, "my toes are so toasty despite being exposed to the elements". Jo and I gave her a weird look. I'd never heard anyone describe peep-toe shoes like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bistro Vite was the restaurant of choice after a lot of looking around. Vite means quickly in french but they were not very quick when it came to serving our food. We froze to death while eating outside and I just refused to wear my jacket. The waiter was much better than that ghastly waitress at Grecco's. Quite a nice dinner compared to the shit I've been eating at other Melbourne restaurants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was freezing when we walked back to Crown. Sara said, "I want a boyfriend who loves my feet so he can hug them when they are cold". HAHAHA!!! Boyfriend with a foot fetish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course we had to go to the arcade! I finally got to ride on my simulator which turned out to be an absolute joke! I won an eraser, a whopee cushion and a bouncy ball with my tickets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curse Grecco's!!!! I can't for the life of me understand why we keep going back there when the staff and the food is awful!!! We arrived at the counter when no one else was there but there was no one at the counter to serve us. After other people started coming, a waitress came to the counter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Can I have one lemon meringue pie,...&lt;br /&gt;Waitress: Wait behind that guy *points her finger* (just because he happened to stand right in front of a cash register which is hidden so no one can see)&lt;br /&gt;Me: But we were here first&lt;br /&gt;Waitress: Yeah, wait behind that guy&lt;br /&gt;Me: But we were here before anyone else was here!!&lt;br /&gt;Waitress: Wait behind that guy&lt;br /&gt;Me: WHAT THE F***!!! ARE YOU STUPID????...Ok so I didn't say that but I was thinking it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we finally got to order, Sara asked for a reciept. The cashier did not know how to print a reciept and when she did figure out how to print one, she printed and gave us a reciept with many other people's orders on it. They didn't even give us boxes for our cakes, they came in paper bags. Seriously curse Grecco's!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave Sara and Jo something to laugh about on the way back to his apartment. What was so funny? I don't know. They were very amused though. When we got back to the apartment, I peeled off the paper which was on top of my chocolate cheesecake and that was when the chocolate fight began. I chased Jo around the apartment and eventually smooshed chocolate on his face (after Sara tried to strip him) then I ran to the bathroom to hide. Just when I thought everything was ok, I opened the toilet door and bam, Jo tried to smoosh chocolate in my face. The inevitable happened next, Jo and I smooshed chocolate in Sara's face. Ming was sitting there so amused by what was going on. My first food fight...stoopid boy ruined my brand new, dry clean only, white dress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sara washed up and changed into Jo's t-shirt. I took a shower because I was too grossed out having chocolate in my hair. Jo showered after I was done with the bathroom. Sara was sitting across from me when I was eating my not very nice cheesecake. She was trying to figure out what smelled. She smelt her hair and everything else but she couldn't figure it out. Finally she smelt Jo's shirt and boy did it smell! Her expression was sooo funny!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jo sent us home after everyone was done washing up. What an eventful night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calorie Count:&lt;br /&gt;-Choc chip muffin bar (breakfast)&lt;br /&gt;-Fries (snack)&lt;br /&gt;-Escargot + duck breast + mash (dinner)&lt;br /&gt;-Chocolate cheesecake (dessert)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday 24 April 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a boring day is all I can say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got back my intro to microecons assignment. 9.5/10, not too shabby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PBL test was shit. It was so tricky, the answer could have been all of the above but obviously it wasn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sara and I are the only two fools who stay at home doing nothing on a Friday night :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calorie Count:&lt;br /&gt;-Uncle Toby's breakfast bar (breakfast)&lt;br /&gt;-Cumberland pie (lunch)&lt;br /&gt;-Cumberland pie (dinner)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO  K&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/983463521525619000-8454930070696940793?l=thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/feeds/8454930070696940793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/2009/04/some-people-are-just-not-worth-it.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983463521525619000/posts/default/8454930070696940793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983463521525619000/posts/default/8454930070696940793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/2009/04/some-people-are-just-not-worth-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Princess Ong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18356033986369894547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983463521525619000.post-5615908257613669162</id><published>2009-04-23T08:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T11:09:17.131-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am such a pig, I sleep too much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday 23 April 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up late today...very very late :( I don't know why I'm so sleepy all the time. Sara and I went to the Myer mid-season sale after lunch. I wanted many things...very pretty dresses but I restrained myself. Aren't you proud of me? I did buy a velour hoodie for $35, irresistible price huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started cooking when I got back. Somehow everything I cook here just doesn't taste as nice as when I cook it at home in Singapore. Maybe it's my mood...being here is depressing so it shows in my food. I always say the secret ingredients are love and passion! Those two ingredients seem to be missing over here in Aussie land. Dinner was really early so I took a nap after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my nap I tried to do my ARA tutorial but to no avail. I then tried to study PBL but unfortunately for me, I can't seem to remember anything :( Eventually, I gave up and started singing along to iTunes instead. Sara's got me addicted to True by Ryan Cabrera...a few weeks ago I didn't even know who he was :s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bathroom smells awesome right now! Coconut and vanilla, yum! It's not a special occasion but I just felt like treating myself tonight. I lit my vanilla scented candle and used my kiehls coconut shampoo and conditioner while singing along to the songs on my iphone. Usually my showers only last three songs but tonight, it lasted at least five songs. I feel so squeaky clean now :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calorie Count:&lt;br /&gt;-2 dory fillets with potato nuggets (lunch)&lt;br /&gt;-Chocolate chip muffin bar (tea)&lt;br /&gt;-Cumberland pie (dinner)&lt;br /&gt;-2 chocolate covered swiss roll (dessert)&lt;br /&gt;-Chips and spinach, cashew and parmesan dip (supper)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday 22 April 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After finance lecture I took a nap. Sara and I met for pilates after our naps. Pilates was rather strange. I had no idea what in the world I was doing. The teacher kept saying "neutral, contract, find your centre, etc..." and I was like "?????". Plus everytime she said inhale, I exhaled and when she said exhale, I inhaled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had dinner at this food court like place along Faraday. $10 and you get to pick three dishes plus $8 and you get a quiche with two salads so Sara and I shared our dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to study PBL when I got back but I only finished reading the notes, I didn't get round to the book. Sara and I ended up having a really stupid conversation on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We discussed proposals. I used to watch this show, when I was still in Singapore, called Perfect Proposal with Nikki Boyer on Discovery Home &amp;amp; Health. This one guy made a "will you marry me?" sign in lights and he hung it in the trees in some garden and when the girl came around, it lit up. Another guy built a life size gingerbread house and he hid inside it. He popped out with a ring when the girl came around. This other guy rented a suit of armour and a horse so he rode up on horse back to propose like a knight in shining armour. Kinda unglam though because he didn't know how to walk in that suit. Of course there is the proposal in "My Sweet Home Alabama" where he closes the whole Tiffany &amp;amp; Co store in New York and asks her to pick any ring she wants. Plus when Ross and Rachel pretended to be engaged and Ross told everyone how he proposed to Rachel. In the planetarium, the roof opened to expose the stars, there were lilies everywhere (Rachel's favourite flower) and he proposed underneath the stars. The facebook quiz just gave me an idea. Close the whole of Disneyland down and propose standing in front of the castle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sara said I better refer my future husband to her so she can brief him on how to propose to me. Underneath the stars when we are dressed elegantly on a cool night in the park with roses and candles all around. No one else should be around, it should be just us. A blimp will fly overhead flashing "will you marry me?" and he will get down on one knee with nothing less than a little blue box. When I say yes, there will be fireworks and a private yacht to take us on a cruise of the river. Damn, I need a rich boy :s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do want the proposal to be a surprise but I also want it to be discussed first. There is nothing worse than him proposing and me not being ready to become engaged. Thus it has to be discussed but then it won't be a surprise and that sucks! I am too demanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for the ring. Mummy's diamond is from Mondial. Ever since I was little, I've wanted a little blue box but now, it seems like I want the box more than a Tiffany's ring itself. Tiffany's quality ain't great, it's all in the name. Cartier seems more like it or maybe even some regular jeweler that sells top quality diamonds. None of those cheap arse chains though, no SK Jewelry, no Lee Hwa Jewelry, no Goldheart, none of that stuff. It shouldn't be too big or too flashy but not too small either. Just the right size, plain and classy. 2 carat, 3 is a bit too big. Platinum or white gold. Clarity: FL/IF. Colour: D. Tiffany's Round Brilliant with Channel-set Band/Round Brilliant with Pear-shaped Side Stones/Lucida are three possibilities. Whatever it is, it has to be top quality, nothing but the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems rather strange that I am thinking about all this stuff when I don't even have a man right now but I've been thinking about all this since I was four years old! It's perfectly normal to me. I mean I start planning my birthday party the day after my birthday so I have a whole year to plan it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's my blog after all. The purpose of the blog is to record my inner thoughts, however strange they may be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calorie Count:&lt;br /&gt;-Ham and cheese sandwich (lunch)&lt;br /&gt;-Cannelloni, spinach quiche, noodles, beef, ceasar salad and pasta salad (dinner)&lt;br /&gt;-Biscuit with chocolate and jam (dessert)&lt;br /&gt;-Chocolate covered swiss roll (dessert)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO  K&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/983463521525619000-5615908257613669162?l=thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/feeds/5615908257613669162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-am-such-pig-i-sleep-too-much-thursday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983463521525619000/posts/default/5615908257613669162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983463521525619000/posts/default/5615908257613669162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-am-such-pig-i-sleep-too-much-thursday.html' title=''/><author><name>Princess Ong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18356033986369894547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983463521525619000.post-4326013386462419198</id><published>2009-04-21T04:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T06:18:19.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thou shall not shop! Thou shall really not shop!! Thou shall really really not shop!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday while I was iChatting with Sara and Jo, we took some snapshots of our video conference. I thought the video conference had frozen because it was super laggy to begin with and neither Sara nor Jo were moving. I was trying to figure out how to fix it but then I realized that I was staring at a picture and the video conference was in another window!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sara uses olive oil to deep fry beer battered fish!!! Who in the world uses olive oil for deep frying?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday 21 April 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up super late today :D just in time for PBL lecture. Bubble tea before Microecons lecture seems to be the norm every Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sara and I went to Melbourne Central after our lessons. We had a quick dinner before watching "The Fast and the Furious"...it's still upsetting that we didn't get to meet Vin Diesel and Paul Walker :( The movie was nice, I came out feeling so pumped up, all ready to fight the bad guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally uploaded the video of Natty singing on the way to the airport after many failed attempts. Not her best performance but go check it out anyway. http://www.facebook.com/home.php?#/video/video.php?v=1080083919408&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was one point during the movie when I thought that I was at Lido and I thought that after the movie I could just walk out, flag a taxi and go home, back to my lovely bed. I got slightly teary when I realized that I was at Hoyts, not Lido. It's almost unreal being here and not at home. I know I've been here since Feburary but the initial excitement of being in a new place kept me going till now. I really really want to go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People are gonna say "I told you so". I was told that having to re-adjust after going home for Easter would be hard that's why people didn't go back during Easter and that's why Sara almost didn't. I say, it was worth it. It was worth it because I got to see Mummy, Daddy, Angelica, especially Natty, Mama, Kong and even Rachel. Why would I want to suffer here during Easter break knowing that I could have gone back? I went back and enjoyed myself. Re-adjusting is hard yes but knowing that I could have seen them but didn't is even harder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During iChat I said, "Jo is wearing brown again!". He thought I said, "who's listening to Chris Brown again?".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO  K&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calorie Count:&lt;br /&gt;-Ham and cheese sandwich (lunch)&lt;br /&gt;-Bubble Tea (tea)&lt;br /&gt;-Lamb kebab (dinner)&lt;br /&gt;-Cookie + mini chocolate covered swiss roll (dessert)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/983463521525619000-4326013386462419198?l=thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/feeds/4326013386462419198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/2009/04/yesterday-while-i-was-ichatting-with.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983463521525619000/posts/default/4326013386462419198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983463521525619000/posts/default/4326013386462419198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/2009/04/yesterday-while-i-was-ichatting-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Princess Ong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18356033986369894547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983463521525619000.post-1541793313401471808</id><published>2009-04-19T22:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T05:51:24.998-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>You're not my friend, I don't think you ever really were...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sara told me what you want to do. I can always count on you to pick up the phone when I call but I can’t trust you with my heart. We have unbelievable physical chemistry but nothing else beyond that. There is only one time we don't fight and you know when that is. You hurt me so much, how can I trust you again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are three simple things I look for in a man:&lt;br /&gt;1.    He has to love God&lt;br /&gt;2.    He has to love me&lt;br /&gt;3.    He has to be a good role model for my future kids (that kinda encompasses everything from integrity, loyalty, self-control to courage)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You probably don’t satisfy any of those requirements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve probably only talked to Shiyou about this. I’m quite torn between wanting my next relationship to be my last and wanting many more relationships before my last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If my next relationship is my last, it would save me from all the heartaches of break-ups and that is a huge plus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, each relationship is a learning experience and hopefully they better prepare me for my one and only. Plus I am soooo lonely so company would be nice. “It’s not that I’m not trying cos I’ll give anyone a shot once and I close my eyes and I kiss that frog, each time finding the more boys I meet, the more I love my dog” – Carrie Underwood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t want to be overly cautious and let a good guy pass me by because who’s to tell at the beginning of a relationship if that guy is really going to last or not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it’s all in God’s hands. Only He knows who I will end up with and I trust His judgment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday 20 April 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at 3a.m., 9.30a.m., 12p.m. and 12.40p.m. Not a good night's sleep at all. I actually paid attention during the Finance lecture. Deposited money in the bank after the lecture. Sara then followed me to the post office to collect my parcels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so excited because I thought my cds arrived but it turns out that the parcel contained Rachel's stupid second hand book :( I ordered my cds before she ordered her book but her book arrived first. I also got my Martha Stewart Living Cookbook but instead of one book, I got two! What in the world am I gonna do with two of the same cookbook?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christopher decided to give me a nickname. Apparently my nickname is ass because that's all he sees when I'm shopping, my ass. It's not my fault everyone else is so slow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally found a Carrie Underwood song that is low enough for me to sing the chorus! Unbelievable! Wheel of the world! I still can't sing the end though...need Natty for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studied PBL after dinner. Part of me wishes I did law instead of commerce. It seems so interesting and believe it or not, I actually kind of enjoy studying it after I get round the initial reluctance to study. Then again, I don't agree with most of the decisions made by the courts in all those cases I've been reading. It just doesn't seem ethical and I just don't get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calorie Count:&lt;br /&gt;-Uncle Toby's breakfast bar (breakfast)&lt;br /&gt;-Ham and cheese sandwich (lunch)&lt;br /&gt;-Cream egg (tea)&lt;br /&gt;-Meat pie (dinner)&lt;br /&gt;-Cheerios + milk (supper)&lt;br /&gt;-Cream cheese + bread (supper)&lt;br /&gt;-Kraft mac &amp;amp; cheese (supper)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday 19 April 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cabin crew on the plane were super nice, unlike the cabin crew on my flight to Singapore. I bought kueh lapis for Uncle Ken and Aunty Grace so I had to declare it to customs. The system isn't consistant. When Mummy brought food into the country she just got a stamp from some guy who was walking around then she was let out without a queue. I had to queue up and everyone in front of me had their bags scanned. When it came to my turn, I didn't have to scan my bags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy: *ushered me over*&lt;br /&gt;Guy: You have food to declare?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yup *I passed him the cakes*&lt;br /&gt;Guy: Pineapple cakes? (I think he meant pineapple tarts) *He was about to let me go till I opened my mouth*&lt;br /&gt;Me: Nope&lt;br /&gt;Guy: What kind of cakes?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Dunno...some plain cake?&lt;br /&gt;Guy: *He opened it to see*&lt;br /&gt;Guy: Ok that's fine, you can go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus I left. I was counting on Vodaphone being open at the airport but it wasn't because it was like 6a.m. in the morning. Shouldn't shops at the airport be open 24 hours? I had to use the payphone to call Uncle Ken because my phone credits had expired. He picked me up and dropped me at College Square. It was like 7a.m. by the time I got there and I didn't sleep at all on the plane so I conked out straight away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at 1p.m. and had a shower. Sara was still sleeping!! I did a bit of unpacking and I kind of forgot to have lunch. Sara and I went to Vodaphone, Big W and Safeway and by the time we finished, there was no time to go to Vic Market. We planned on going the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we dropped our stuff back, we lazed around for a bit then we headed back to Big W because I needed more hangers for my clothes. I counted 13 pairs of jeans here with me in Melbourne, more back at home. You don't even want to know how many dresses I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking for a restaurant for dinner was a joke. First we tried Stalactites which was closed for Greek Easter or something like that. We then tried all sorts of Chinese restaurants (Crystal Jade, Westlake Restaurant, etc..), all of which were too expensive. Eventually we settled for Pacific BBQ again. Duck rice as usual. I was so tired that I bit my tongue while eating :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did my laundry when I got back. Just my sheets though because the other machine was in use. Vacuumed, wiped table tops and printed my notes too. I found out as I was staring at my notice board that Vic Market doesn't open on Mondays so we couldn't go the next day. I slept really early, just after midnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calorie Count:&lt;br /&gt;-Rasin roll, two grapes and a cookie (breakfast)&lt;br /&gt;-Sardines on bread (tea)&lt;br /&gt;-Duck Rice (dinner)&lt;br /&gt;-Ham and Cheese sandwich (supper)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday 18 April 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is an absolutely awful day :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I woke up, I found out that Daddy was in bed and he couldn’t get out. He had to cancel all his patients for the day because he couldn’t stand up. I was very worried. Mummy wanted to bring him to the hospital but he couldn’t even get up to go to the hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daddy is the only source of income for my family…if he can’t work, no one else can. There goes my education…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch, I followed Mummy to pick Natty up at Popstar City. I didn’t know dbl O was in the same building as Popstar City. Natty and I went to Bakerzin at Paragon to pick up some macaroons and cakes. No scarlet though :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mama and Kong were at home when we got back. Mama bought a vacuum packed bolster for me but my suitcase was too full to pack it in. Mummy or Ian can bring that for me when they come to visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natty didn't want to send me off initially because she was afraid she would cry but we convinced her to go. Mama, Kong, Mummy, Jelly, Natty and I left for the airport shortly after. There was a retardedly large number of people blocking the gate so I had to push my way through because 90% of the people around the gate weren’t leaving Singapore. They were sending off their relatives post Vesak Day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The waterworks started when Mama was praying for me and they kinda didn’t stop till well actually, they still haven’t stopped. I don’t want to go back to Melbourne, I want to stay in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the boarding gate, I was sobbing away and the whole world was staring at me. Thank goodness I found tissues in my LV bag that I squished into my hand carry suitcase. I miss home so much! I want to stay at home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calorie Count:&lt;br /&gt;-Chee kueh (breakfast/lunch)&lt;br /&gt;-California Roll (semi-dinner)&lt;br /&gt;-Chickpea salad and sweet and sour pork with noodles and Asian vegetables (dinner)&lt;br /&gt;-Cadbury's chocolate bar and hot chocolate (dessert)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO  K&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/983463521525619000-1541793313401471808?l=thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/feeds/1541793313401471808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/2009/04/youre-not-my-friend-i-dont-think-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983463521525619000/posts/default/1541793313401471808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983463521525619000/posts/default/1541793313401471808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/2009/04/youre-not-my-friend-i-dont-think-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Princess Ong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18356033986369894547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983463521525619000.post-1524529274373290406</id><published>2009-04-17T11:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T12:10:34.742-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't wanna go back to Melbourne :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday 17 April 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Nat, Jayne and Clari for lunch today at Fish &amp;amp; Co. Rachel was MIA again. We walked around the whole of Orchard looking for coats but to no avail. I did get a pair of limited edition frankie b jeans though :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel (my sister) tried to alter my jeans when I got home but I didn't trust her so I made Mummy bring me to the tailors. I walked around Far East while waiting for my jeans and Mummy bought rubbish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner was at Hai Tien Lo with my family and grandparents...my last good Chinese meal for the next few months :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner Ian came over and we walked to Newton before deciding that we wanted to go to Holland V for dessert so we then cabbed to Holland V. We couldn't find 2am dessert bar so we settled for this other restaurant, I think it's called Miyuki. I'm sure it took over the Marmalade Pantry at Holland. I had the Granny Smith and Aloe Vera Crumble. He came over to help me pack after dessert. My suitcase is overflowing :(:(:(:( I have no space!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO  K&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/983463521525619000-1524529274373290406?l=thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/feeds/1524529274373290406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-dont-wanna-go-back-to-melbourne.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983463521525619000/posts/default/1524529274373290406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983463521525619000/posts/default/1524529274373290406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-dont-wanna-go-back-to-melbourne.html' title=''/><author><name>Princess Ong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18356033986369894547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983463521525619000.post-2260679541748866565</id><published>2009-04-16T10:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T12:08:06.637-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The week has gone by so quickly :( I want to stay in Singapore!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people just disappoint me, you think they are your friends but they turn out to be nothing but strangers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just have to blog about what my grandpa did. During the March holidays, my family went to Bali. Mummy, my sisters and my grandma were flying a day before my dad and grandpa. Angelica's passport was expiring and no one realized till they arrived at the airport so she had to be left behind. My grandpa then realized that his passport was expiring too so both of them went to the passport office and tried to get new passports.&lt;br /&gt;Grandpa: When will our passports be ready?&lt;br /&gt;Clerk: In about a week.&lt;br /&gt;They were booked on a flight the next day so that wouldn't work.&lt;br /&gt;Grandpa: Do you know how old I am?&lt;br /&gt;Clerk: Err...no?&lt;br /&gt;Grandpa: I'm 78 years old! This could be my last holiday!&lt;br /&gt;Clerk: Oh...Ok your passports will be ready for you at 5pm.&lt;br /&gt;Thus they were able to get to Bali for their holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday 16 April 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept in super late today :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Sara for 17 Again. It was a nice movie but not one of my favourites. After the movie we went shoe shopping then I picked up my dry cleaning from Hyatt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More lazing around at home then I picked up Mummy and Daddy's watches from the Rolex service centre. Dinner at Yan Ting. The silky mango roll is soooooo yummyy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was slow-ish and I have yet to do any revision for my PBL test next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday 15 April 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met Suyee at Shaw after I picked up my stuff from the tailors and dropped it at Hyatt for dry cleaning. We had lunch at Canele's and talked for a while then she walked with me to Centrepoint.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did ear candling at daddy's clinic then had a mani, pedi next door. OPI J11, so different from what I'm used to. I felt so polished after all that :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner at home then I lazed around a bit before getting ready for Mambo. Jo and Kenrick came over while I was getting ready for Mambo and much, much later Sara came over. Fish was super unfriendly.We hung around Velvet for a bit then Nat and Rachel came. I hadn't seen Nat or Rachel in agesss!!! I was so excited!!! Don't even know who else was around that night because I was so happy to see Nat! Chris came for a short while but he had to leave shortly after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of them went off to Phuture first while I had a short conversation with Sara. When Sara and I tried to find them, it was an absolute nightmare! We squeezed through the whole dance floor only to find everyone at some rather empty corner all the way at the other side of the dance floor. I dropped my byTerry lipgloss because my pouch opened and I started screaming. Some guy tapped me on the shoulder holding my lipgloss and I was like hooray!!! I looked like a fool! We left Phuture for Zouk just after Sara and I found everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sara was sad because she had just seen Ben for the last time probably in her life. Jo stayed with Sara while Nat, Rachel and I went dancing. Apparently Ian saw me on the dance floor...I looked like an idiot because I thought no one was looking so we were all like spoofing the Mambo moves and we looked like fools! My feet couldn't take it after a while so it was back to Velvet then home shortly after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday 14 April 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy, Rachel and I went to Tangs and Isetan to look around then Rachel and I had lunch at Mezza9 &lt;3 Carrot soup and beef tenderloin with mash. Mummy dropped me at Palais and I met Jo there. Edwin cut his hair while I played sextuple. Just as we were driving out of Palais, we saw Chris walking to Palais so we picked him up and drove to Isetan Scotts. I was so insistant on parking at the Isetan carpark instead of the Shaw Centre carpark but after lots of waiting, we had to settle for the Shaw Centre carpark because the Isetan carpark was full.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After they bought their bubble tea, Jo tried on lots of shirts at the Boss sale and he eventually bought the same shirt that I bought for my dad that morning. We bought tickets for Knowing and Sara met us wayyy later. When I was ordering my iced chocolate from Starbucks, I almost said "iced hot chocolate" because I forgot that they put iced chocolate on the menu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought Knowing was like a National Treasure kind of show but apparently it's bloody scary!!! My eyes were closed during half of the film and I covered my ears so tightly that my fingers hurt. It didn't help that Jo threw popcorn at both Sara and I. Not a nice show at all!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked to Taka after the show. I walked at Singapore pace while Jo and Sara walked at Melbourne pace and Chris walked at Perth pace. All those slow pokes! Chris is excused because of his toe injury but the rest have no excuse. Sara and I bought boxers from 2xist. I also bought a small present for myself, it came in a little blue box...sssshhhhh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked Sara to the taxi stand then the three of us walked back to Shaw. Chris went off to meet his friend while Jo and I went to pick Natty and Cerr up from Sporty Joe's. All of us then went home for dinner. Ikea meatballs, oxtail stew and mac and cheese. My family eats a lottt. After dinner we played tai tee and as usual, the queen of tai tee a.k.a yours truly, won. Jo left shortly after to change cars with his parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jo came back then Sara popped over and we all went to Bellini Grande. Who's smart ass idea was it to put the top down? Sara's! Thus our hair flew everywhere!!! Stooopid people tried to order a Cinderella for me but the bartender didn't know what a Cinderella was so Sara suggested a fruit punch. It's so odd, people going to those kinda places and ordering mocktails.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supper at Newton was disappointing :( nothing was open. Thus we did not have carrot cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO  K&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/983463521525619000-2260679541748866565?l=thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/feeds/2260679541748866565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/2009/04/week-has-gone-by-so-quickly-i-want-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983463521525619000/posts/default/2260679541748866565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983463521525619000/posts/default/2260679541748866565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/2009/04/week-has-gone-by-so-quickly-i-want-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Princess Ong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18356033986369894547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983463521525619000.post-5895084236810324707</id><published>2009-04-13T09:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T10:20:37.234-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Calorie counts for this week will be excluded because I am going to be an absolute pig :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Absolutely love being home &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday 13 April 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum dropped Rachel and I at Far East Plaza so I could drop my stuff off at the tailors. She then picked us up and we went to Paragon. Mama, Ko Po Madeline, Mummy, Rachel and I had lunch at Crystal Jade (Paragon) which in my opinion is the best Crystal Jade. After lunch Rachel followed me to Wisma and we bought dresses then we went to Tangs and I bought lipgloss and mineral powder from byTerry and moisturizer from Kiehls &lt;3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sent Rachel off first because she was late for her brows appointment. That genius walked back to Paragon because she thought that we were doing our brows at Browhaus Paragon despite my telling her numerous times that we were going to Wheelock. I arrived first even though my appointment was 15 minutes after hers. Threading was surprisingly fast and unpainful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum picked us up at the taxi stand and she brought us to Holland V so she could change money to Aussie dollars. I had bubble tea again...as if I don't have enough of that in Melbourne :s. Grocery shopping at Jelita followed by picking Angelica up from cheer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner at Margarita's! Who doesn't love Dempsey?! Although it is rather quiet on Mondays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday 12 April 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I brought Angelica to Oasis at Hyatt for breakfast. Scrambled eggs &lt;3. Apparently I am the only one who still likes them. Sara doesn't like them anymore, Daddy doesn't like them and Angelica thinks they taste the same as my scramble eggs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jo picked me up for the Kid's 21 and Milk Fund charity talent show thing at Hard Rock that Natty was performing in. Natty was awesome but I'm bias so that's just my opinion. I won a DKNY umbrella and DKNY backpack during the lucky dip. We hung around at home for a while after the performance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner at RTC chinese restaurant. Jo picked Aunty Maria up and we met them there. Chinese food never tasted so good :) I was dying in Melbourne with all that crap chinese food. We bowled after dinner. I kinda sucked real bad! Rachel improved tremendously since I last bowled with her...amazing huh? SBURG lost because Natty kept stealing his turns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday 11 April 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I woke up, I did Natty's make-up then Mama picked Rachel, Natty and I up and we went to Vivo. The Dazzlers were supposed to report at 12pm but the performance wasn't till 3pm! I don't know what exactly they did during that time because Dion wasn't there for the first half an hour at least and their lunch break was from 1pm-2.30pm. I had no idea that there was a Marche at Vivo! Not as good as the old Marche at Heeren but still &lt;3. Natty screwed up her performance majorly! Her timing was off and she overreacted when the smoke machine blew smoke on stage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We rested at home for a while before we headed to British Club for dinner at the pub. Pool is probably the only reason we go to the pub. Another early night for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday 10 April 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up, cooked lunch for Sara, Claire and I then rushed to finish washing up and throwing out the trash before Uncle Ken and Aunty Joanne came to pick me up to go to the airport. I was so nervous I was gonna be late that I kept clenching my fists during the whole ride to the airport. Even though I was late, the Qantas queue was empty while the SIA queue was a mile long thus I checked-in in a jiffy while Sara took ages to check-in. I bought three boxes of krispy kremes then headed to the boarding gate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tears filled my eyes throughout the whole ride back to Singapore, I was soooo excited to go home! There was this blasted baby near me on the plane who kept crying thus I didn't get a wink of sleep. I watched Marley and Me, Last Chance Harvey and High School Musical 3 on the plane. I wasn't impressed with any of those movies. While I was queuing up for the toilet, I saw this awful Singaporean man. He was an embarrassment! He was out of his seat, blocking the toilet queue even though he didn't need to use the toilet. While he was leaning against the emergency exit, he finished his ice-cream and threw the ice-cream stick on the emergency exit then he started a conversation with this Australian woman who was in the toilet queue. It went something like this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man: Are you going to Singapore? I'm Singaporean!&lt;br /&gt;Woman: No, I'm transiting in Singapore on my way to London.&lt;br /&gt;Man: Oh what are you going to do in Sri Lanka?&lt;br /&gt;Woman: No, I'm going to London.&lt;br /&gt;Man: I was in Australia visiting my in-laws, or should I say out-laws...HAHAHAHA!!!&lt;br /&gt;Woman: *look of distaste*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I never see that man on the streets, he is an embarrassment to Singaporeans. The lady sitting next to me on the plane was heading to Singapore to watch her son perform in CATS at the Esplanade. Her son lives in London and he is one of the lead cats in the musical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was soooo excited when I touched down and after I pick up my luggage from the conveyerbelt, I saw my family waving to me through the glass, I couldn't help but cry. Tears just flooded my cheeks and everyone waiting for people at the gate stared at me when I walked out sobbing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mummy bought hokkien mee for me from Newton Circus because I was dying for normal food after all that plane junk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleeping in my room for the first night was strange...it felt different, like it wasn't my room but I am still unbelievabley glad to be home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO  K&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/983463521525619000-5895084236810324707?l=thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/feeds/5895084236810324707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/2009/04/calorie-counts-for-this-week-will-be.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983463521525619000/posts/default/5895084236810324707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983463521525619000/posts/default/5895084236810324707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/2009/04/calorie-counts-for-this-week-will-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Princess Ong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18356033986369894547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983463521525619000.post-6221734763662063249</id><published>2009-04-07T07:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T08:59:16.119-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thursday 9 April 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up late today...booooo me! Sara came over for lunch and we ate leftovers, I'm trying to clear out my fridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bridge road &lt;3 one more Versace dress &lt;333&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunty Grace picked us up from the tram stop outside her place then we headed to Westfield to get stuff for my Mum. No where sells gammon ham!! It's impossible to find! I bought tons of chocolate though and bircher museli and brussel sprouts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunty Grace made hamburgers and Siemac came downstairs with his shirt on back to front and inside out...I thought it was on purpose but turns out, it was an accident! He then went to fix his shirt but when he came back, it was the right way round but still inside out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We rushed home after dinner to pack. UGGHH!!! I tried to do my laundry but everytime I went to the laundry room, the machines were in use! Finally after many loads of other people's laundry, I got to do mine. I also vacuumed, cleaned the bathroom and kitchen sink, wiped the tables and the window sills and cleaned the stove. After my clothes were done in the washing machine, I wanted to use the dryer but this darn person left their finished laundry in the dryer for more than an hour!!! I was pissed!!! I started trying to do laundry at like 8pm and I only finished at 11.45pm!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Packing was surprisingly quick so that was good :) All my bags are packed, I'm ready to go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look out Singapore, the Princess is coming home ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calorie Count:&lt;br /&gt;-Ribs, coleslaw and mash (lunch)&lt;br /&gt;-Chips and dip (snack)&lt;br /&gt;-Beef burgers (dinner)&lt;br /&gt;-Chocolate! (dessert)&lt;br /&gt;-Chicken a la king (supper)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday 8 April 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was horrid trudging out of bed this morning for my Finance tute. I totally don't understand Finance. It's not that I don't try to do my tutorial, I do. I read the questions and check my notes and stuff but I still don't know how to do them! On the bright side, I got a H1 for my Finance assignment which I didn't know how to do :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had mac and cheese for the fourth time because I made too much the first time :s . After lunch I met Sara again for our Finance lecture followed by our replacement ARA tute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Myers once we were done with school because I needed to buy Easter eggs for my baby sister! Once I got home I started cooking...BBQ ribs with coleslaw and mash :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calorie Count:&lt;br /&gt;-Uncle Toby's breakfast bar (breakfast)&lt;br /&gt;-Mac and cheese again! (lunch)&lt;br /&gt;-California roll (snack)&lt;br /&gt;-Bread with pate (snack)&lt;br /&gt;-BBQ ribs with coleslaw and mash potatoes (dinner)&lt;br /&gt;-Chocolate (dessert)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday 7 April 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sara and I were naughty girls today...we skipped school but with good reason! We did work! Well, one graph for our intro to microecons assignment. It was a hard graph okay?! It took Dennis, Sara and I to figure out that one graph! When we were done with that we went to Hoyts to buy our movie tickets then we had dinner at Old Town Cafe. I had the yellowest lemon chicken I've ever seen! It was bright yellow!!! That can't be a good thing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sara took away noodles for Claire then we dropped it off at College Square. I also picked up my camera just in case anyone famous was at Hoyts because when we bought our movie tickets, we saw a red carpet with barriers for the premier of The Fast and the Furious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we arrived at Hoyts, there were lots of people screaming around the barriers...Sara and I couldn't recognize anyone so we walked up to the cinema. I bought maltesers and I asked the cashier if anyone famous was gonna be there. She said, "Vin Diesel and Paul Walker but I'm not sure, do you want me to check for you?" and duh! I said, "yes please!". Turns out Vin Diesel and Paul Walker were supposed to be there but they called in sick at the last minute so the only people who were gonna show up were the Aussie tv stars...Oh what a shame! The almost encounter with Vin Diesel and Paul Walker...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pink Panther 2 was funny of course but not as good as the first show. We were sitting slightly too close to the screen as well. I did my ARA decision making when I got back and that was the end of the night :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calorie Count:&lt;br /&gt;-Cheerios + milk (breakfast)&lt;br /&gt;-Pancakes with nutella and honey (lunch)&lt;br /&gt;-Lemon chicken with rice (dinner)&lt;br /&gt;-Maltesers (dessert)&lt;br /&gt;-Fusilli with mozzarella cheese (snack)&lt;br /&gt;-Bread with pate (supper)&lt;br /&gt;-Bread with sardines (supper)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO  K&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/983463521525619000-6221734763662063249?l=thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/feeds/6221734763662063249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/2009/04/thursday-9-april-2009-i-woke-up-late.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983463521525619000/posts/default/6221734763662063249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983463521525619000/posts/default/6221734763662063249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/2009/04/thursday-9-april-2009-i-woke-up-late.html' title=''/><author><name>Princess Ong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18356033986369894547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983463521525619000.post-8794409527976154071</id><published>2009-04-06T06:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T06:59:25.967-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Monday 6 April 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A debate on articles that I didn't read...I wonder how that would go...Surprisingly, not too bad especially since I didn't have to talk much :) I had to go to Sara's intro to micro tute this week because my tute is on Good Friday which is a holiday, yay! Finance lecture was as usual zzzzz.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As soon as I got back, I started work on my microecons assignment. On paper, it would have taken me 30 minutes to do but because I had to draw 8 econs graphs on microsoft word, it took me more than 4 hours!!! Absolute rubbish! The quality of my answers was compromised because I was so stressed drawing graphs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's done and over with, thank goodness! Nothing much happened tonight...just lounging around my lonesome apartment...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO  K&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;All the words I couldn't say...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calorie Count:&lt;br /&gt;-Uncle Toby's breakfast bar (breakfast)&lt;br /&gt;-Mac &amp;amp; cheese (lunch)&lt;br /&gt;-Doughnut (tea)&lt;br /&gt;-Pesto fusilli + sardines (dinner)&lt;br /&gt;-Marshmallows (dessert)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/983463521525619000-8794409527976154071?l=thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/feeds/8794409527976154071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/2009/04/monday-6-april-2009-debate-on-articles.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983463521525619000/posts/default/8794409527976154071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983463521525619000/posts/default/8794409527976154071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/2009/04/monday-6-april-2009-debate-on-articles.html' title=''/><author><name>Princess Ong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18356033986369894547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983463521525619000.post-442437480779640118</id><published>2009-04-05T07:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T08:57:14.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm very excited to go home :D It's been over a month since I've seen my baby sister! I miss her and everyone else very much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday 5 April 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daylight savings people! Booya! School starts one hour later! It took Sara ages to figure that out and I only realized after she told me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was quite routine. Woke up, had lunch, went to church, was late for church. The trams were extra squishy today, I don't know why. After church Sara, Jo and I trammed to Starbucks but apparently we were at the wrong place. Once Jo called Aunty Grace, we met them at Little Lamb. We had soooo much for dinner but I still wanted dessert after. Thus Jo, Sara and I walked to Brunetti's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dessert, I did the dishes, my laundry, vacuumed the floor, wiped the table tops and cleaned the stove. I also printed out this weeks notes and filed last weeks notes, oh and I spoke to the family. Seems to be the same routine every Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erica was so nice! She bought chocolate from Koko Black for me for Easter :) Thanks Erica!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jo insists that I include my quote in this blog entry. While we were walking back from Brunetti's I said, "I'm so happy, I've had my dessert...Seriously! Kimberley without dessert is one aaaaangry bitch!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calorie Count:&lt;br /&gt;-Mac and cheese (lunch)&lt;br /&gt;-Steamboat (dinner)&lt;br /&gt;-White chocolate mousse cake (dessert)&lt;br /&gt;-Doughnuts (snack)&lt;br /&gt;-Cheese sandwich with lea and perrin sauce (supper)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday 4 April 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, I was the one who woke everyone up just like I do every Saturday. KIMBERLEY ONG AI LING &lt;3 BRIDGE ROAD!!! I bought two tops for $1.99 each!!! AMAZING HUH??? Got tons of other stuff too including two versace dresses! Presents for Angelica and Mummy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jo met us at Bridge Rd after we did most of our shopping. We then trammed to North Balwyn. I've been spelling it Baldwin all this time and I only just realized like after a month of going there that it's spelt Balwyn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The three of us are such geniuses! After getting off the tram, we walked all the way to the end of some road to take a bus. The bus guide said that the bus would arrive in 25 minutes so we sat down and prepared ourselves to wait but just as we got comfortable, the bus came like 20 minutes early. We had no idea where the bus was going and I saw some sign at the next bus stop saying that there was another bus that was headed in our direction. Thus we all charged off the bus just as the doors were closing. After getting off the first bus after only one stop, we read the bus guide and it turns out that the bus we wanted to get on didn't run on Saturday so we were stuck. We never did make it to Westfield.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hung around at the bus stop for a bit because Aunty Grace wasn't home yet. Eventually we decided to walk to her house anyway. The side gate was open so we sat at the balcony for a while. I then received a call from Aunty Grace and she told me where to find the spare key. Jo is such a genius! He walked into the house without knowing where the alarm was so the alarm sounded for a bit before he managed to punch in the code. Once we were in the house, I put the meat in the oven and we all chopped garlic then we sent Jo to the supermarket to buy rice and beans. Funny thing was, the supermarket was back at the bus stop we came from :) Oh and when Jo left the house to go to the supermarket, we realized that the front door wasn't locked :s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunty Grace, Nadia and Siemac came back shortly after. Siemac is Nadia's quarter German, quarter Scottish and half Iranian boyfriend from Brisbane. Jo and I totally fooled everyone. They all thought we were dating but it was all for our belated April fools prank. We had dinner and Aunty Grace gave me a pair of Sass and Bide jeans! That totally made up for the disappointing trip to Green with Envy. The rest of the night was spent jamming in Ted's room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calorie Count:&lt;br /&gt;-Chicken sandwich (breakfast)&lt;br /&gt;-Lamb slovaki (lunch)&lt;br /&gt;-Mini cupcake (snack)&lt;br /&gt;-Roast beef, chicken and rice (dinner)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO  K&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/983463521525619000-442437480779640118?l=thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/feeds/442437480779640118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-very-excited-to-go-home-d-its-been.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983463521525619000/posts/default/442437480779640118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983463521525619000/posts/default/442437480779640118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-very-excited-to-go-home-d-its-been.html' title=''/><author><name>Princess Ong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18356033986369894547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983463521525619000.post-335355676558969070</id><published>2009-04-03T04:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T05:22:00.244-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Friday 3 April 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't do very well for my ARA assignment :( but according to the teacher, she didn't agree with the marking system. She actually gave all of us pretty high marks but the lecturer returned her the scripts and asked her to re-mark them because her class average was too high. We were stuck at the ICT after class because it was pouring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fell asleep after my lunch and it was raining so I didn't make it to my intro to micro tutorial. The quickbooks lecture was sooo useless!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cooked after I got back from my lecture then Jo came over and we schemed against Sara. The plan was for Jo to pretend to ask me out, he bought a flower and all so the whole night Sara was like "this is soo weird! I'm like a third wheel again!....I'm so good at predicting scandals that I didn't even know I was predicting one!". It was the funniest thing, she thought I was gonna date Jo. The night market wasn't too great so we bailed early and headed to the crepe shop. As we were sitting eating our crepes outside the crepe shop, I said to Sara, "happy belated April fools!" and she was like "OMGGG!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to Starbucks after we had our crepes. Ricky was there so he sat down to chat with us during his break. He didn't remember Sara's "cool", darn! Now she won't be all embarrassed everytime she sees him...it was so amusing! I'll have to find other forms of entertainment now :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sara came across this wiki page (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Supertaster) one night while she was browsing online. I don't like alcoholic beverages, brussel sprouts, coffee, grean tea, carbonated drinks, chilli or olives. Thus Sara thought that I might be a supertaster! At Starbucks, Sara had this drink and she asked me to take a sip of it. I said that I didn't like it because the tea was too strong. Sara and Jo couldn't taste the tea in the drink so we asked Ricky if there was tea in the drink and he was like yeah. I was like "Woohoo!!! I'm a supertaster!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calorie Count:&lt;br /&gt;-Smoked salmon baguette (lunch)&lt;br /&gt;-Mac and cheese (dinner)&lt;br /&gt;-Banana fritters (dessert)&lt;br /&gt;-Banana delight crepe (supper)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/983463521525619000-335355676558969070?l=thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/feeds/335355676558969070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/2009/04/friday-3-april-2009-i-didnt-do-very.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983463521525619000/posts/default/335355676558969070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983463521525619000/posts/default/335355676558969070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/2009/04/friday-3-april-2009-i-didnt-do-very.html' title=''/><author><name>Princess Ong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18356033986369894547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983463521525619000.post-3015110776665186370</id><published>2009-04-02T21:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T04:53:58.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok so to add to the list of people who read my blog, Shabana and Dennis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized that I haven't updated since Monday so I will try my best to rack my little brain to remember what's happened since then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday 2 April 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Early morning lectures, not a great start to a day. After lunch, I spoke to my grandparents then took a nap. Sara called my room which woke me up so we decided to go to David Jones to check out her NARS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David Jones no longer carried NARS but I did get this very cute head piece :) NARS shifted to Myers so we walked over. NARS was very disappointing but I did find this lip laquer from byTerry which I absolutley fell in love with! But seriously?! $85 for lipgloss?! That's a bit much even for me...Dennis spotted us as he was walking through the cosmetics section, we still don't know why he was there ;) After browsing through much make up, we met him again at David Jones shoe department. Green satin Jimmy Choos &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopping was followed by Starbucks which was followed by dinner and ARA homework. How uneventful my life is :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calorie Count:&lt;br /&gt;-Uncle Toby's breakfast bar (breakfast)&lt;br /&gt;-Chilli con carne with rice (lunch)&lt;br /&gt;-Chilli con carne with rice (dinner)&lt;br /&gt;-Probably lots of snacks after that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday 1 April 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up pretty late and I can't remember what I spent the rest of the day doing. I met Shiyou at Koko Black at 6.15pm and we had a little chat before cell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first visit to cell group. It was intimidating because I didn't know people. Cell was okay though and after that we bought slovakis on the way home. This strange man went up to Daniel and asked him for a hug. Apparently it was because he missed Melbourne a lot and he wanted hugs to welcome him back to Melbourne. My intial thought was that he thought Daniel was very small and cute so he wanted to hug the small person. Oops!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I completely forgot it was April fool's day so what a waste of a day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calorie Count:&lt;br /&gt;-Mrs Mac's beef pie (lunch)&lt;br /&gt;-Iced Chocolate (tea)&lt;br /&gt;-Potato wedges (err dinner?)&lt;br /&gt;-Lamb slovaki (dinner)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday 31 March 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lessons as usual, how boring! I found out I got a H1 for my principals of business law test though. In between school I followed Sara to the travel agent near Lygon to try and book her ticket home but after all the trouble we gave the staff, her mum decided to book her ticket online instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, I lounged around at home till it was time for the movie. Jo and I watched Duplicty at Melbourne Central. The movie was exciting but the ending was just ugghhh. It's like you build up all this hype just to flop at the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We met Sara, Claire, Kara, Jean, Lionel, Marc and Dennis at the mexican restaurant at Lygon after the movie. Ate Sara's left overs then headed home after buying back pizza for Jo. Sara, Claire and I against Marc, Dennis and Jo for Taboo. Girl's beat guys again! Woohooo!!! We played a rather miserable game of horse even though it wasn't a tie. Funny funny videos of Dennis to be posted shortly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That darn security guard is an absolute pain in the arse! He chased us away even though we weren't making much noise and he was so bloody rude about it! What a ****! I couldn't find my key when it was time to go up so we searched everywhere for it and I mean everywhere! Under the sofas, behind the pillars, inside the sofas, etc...After much searching, I received a call from Dennis.&lt;br /&gt;Dennis: Your room is 636?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Yeah, you found my key?&lt;br /&gt;Dennis: What did you cook? Your room smells of food and you have a lot of dishes to do.&lt;br /&gt;Me: WTFFF?!?! YOU STOLE MY KEY?!?!&lt;br /&gt;Jo, Claire, Sara and I then ran upstairs and I kicked Dennis' ass!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calorie Count:&lt;br /&gt;-Uncle Toby's breakfast bar (breakfast)&lt;br /&gt;-Left over beef with rice (lunch)&lt;br /&gt;-Munchables (Snack)&lt;br /&gt;-Fish fingers (dinner)&lt;br /&gt;-Marshmallows (Supper)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO  K&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/983463521525619000-3015110776665186370?l=thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/feeds/3015110776665186370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/2009/04/ok-so-to-add-to-list-of-people-who-read.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983463521525619000/posts/default/3015110776665186370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983463521525619000/posts/default/3015110776665186370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/2009/04/ok-so-to-add-to-list-of-people-who-read.html' title=''/><author><name>Princess Ong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18356033986369894547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983463521525619000.post-4175138904095876824</id><published>2009-03-31T23:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T19:37:19.494-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Aunty Grace asked us what we wanted to name our kids on Sunday and I completely forgot so Sara said that I should write it down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aden - Little fire (Irish)&lt;br /&gt;Armani - From the house of Armand (African)&lt;br /&gt;Brent - Hill (English)&lt;br /&gt;Nathaniel/Nathanial - Gift of God (Hebrew)&lt;br /&gt;Ethan - Firm, strong (Hebrew)&lt;br /&gt;Forbes - Prosperous (English)&lt;br /&gt;Ivan - God is gracious (Russian)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bella - Beautiful (Italian)&lt;br /&gt;Adrianna - Person from Hadria {Northern Italy} (Latin)&lt;br /&gt;Alaina - Feminine form of Alain-&gt;Little rock (French)&lt;br /&gt;Chloe - Verdant and blooming (Greek)&lt;br /&gt;Tiffany - Appearance of God (English)&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl - Beloved (French)&lt;br /&gt;Christina - Follower of Christ (English)&lt;br /&gt;Armelle - Princess (French)&lt;br /&gt;Angelique - Messanger of God (French)&lt;br /&gt;Odette - Wealth (French)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm leaning towards Nathanial Armani Ong and Alaina Bella Ong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realize that my kids names all sound nice but most of the options have no meaning whatsoever&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/983463521525619000-4175138904095876824?l=thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/feeds/4175138904095876824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/2009/03/aunty-grace-asked-us-what-we-wanted-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983463521525619000/posts/default/4175138904095876824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983463521525619000/posts/default/4175138904095876824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/2009/03/aunty-grace-asked-us-what-we-wanted-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Princess Ong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18356033986369894547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983463521525619000.post-3156702864177418904</id><published>2009-03-30T06:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T07:20:15.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Monday 30 March 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my only class of the day, Sara and I went to the uni shop to buy the $10 movie vouchers for Hoyts then we headed to Starbucks. It's so funny because Sara sucks at recognizing faces but I am really good at it. A long time ago, during our first visit to Aunty Grace's house, Sara met Ricky. Aunty Grace introduced him and told us that he was from Melbourne University too. There was a slight pause before Sara said "cool!" in the most cartoon like fashion, almost like Goofy. I never let her live it down. Anyway, after Sara ordered her drink at Starbucks, she collected it at the counter and just as she picked it up and turned around, I whispered in her ear, "that's Ricky, the guy who made your drink". Her face went as red as a tomato and I started laughing. Lucky for her, he didn't recognize us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a long chat at Starbucks then we went to Pacific BBQ to take away food for Sara and Claire's dinner. That was followed by a trip to the atm and Safeway. When I got back from Safeway, I cooked rice for the first time since I've been here. My first attempt at a chinese meal. It wasn't too bad but nothing compared to Mummy's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another trip to Safeway was called for because we forgot to buy apple sauce for our apple sauce muffins, how smart! We got straight down to business after we bought our apple sauce. Apple sauce muffins with cream cheese frosting and oreo cheesecake! Yum! Cleaning up after making apple sauce muffins with cream cheese frosting and oreo cheesecake, UGGHHH!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO  K&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calorie Count:&lt;br /&gt;-Bircher museli (lunch)&lt;br /&gt;-Ham sandwich (tea)&lt;br /&gt;-Mini cupcake (tea)&lt;br /&gt;-Rice with beef, capsicum, broccoli and egg tofu (dinner)&lt;br /&gt;-Apple sauce muffin with cream cheese frosting (dessert)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/983463521525619000-3156702864177418904?l=thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/feeds/3156702864177418904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/2009/03/monday-30-march-2009-after-my-only.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983463521525619000/posts/default/3156702864177418904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983463521525619000/posts/default/3156702864177418904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/2009/03/monday-30-march-2009-after-my-only.html' title=''/><author><name>Princess Ong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18356033986369894547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983463521525619000.post-595186650967511166</id><published>2009-03-29T05:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-30T07:20:38.685-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am very curious about who reads my blog. I know Sara, Suyee, Shiyou, Jo and Nat read it but I would like to know who else does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whenever I tell Sara that I must blog about a particular thing, I always forget to do so...I really should remember. For example, last Tuesday during our law lecture, the case was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Brinkibon Ltd v Sthalwharenhandelsgesellschaft [1983] 2 AC 34; [1982] 1 All ER 293&lt;/span&gt;. It was so funny when the lecturer said "Brinkibon and forget about the other guy's name".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After recieving so many uni application decisions, I'm starting to accept that God's plan for me is to stay in Melbourne...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday 29 March 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at 11.30am today because I needed to pee so I went back to sleep after that. Only officially woke up at 1.30pm then I searched for lunch. Found the sandwich Aunty Grace gave me so I ate that then I made scrambled eggs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sara, Claire and I met downstairs then we headed to church. We were like the closest to on time we've ever been! After church Aunty Grace, Nadia, Sara, Jo and I went to the asian grocery then we had dinner at this vietnamese  restaurant. Sara and I shared sweet and sour pork, chicken with vege and cashewnuts and rice. Although it wasn't vietnamese, it was like a breath of fresh air because all I've been eating is western food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got home, I did the dishes, did my laundry, wiped the table tops, vacuumed the floor, cleaned the kitchen sink and cleaned the shower. I feel so accomplished and pooped at the same time :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO  K&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calorie Count:&lt;br /&gt;-Tomato and tuna sandwich (lunch)&lt;br /&gt;-Scrambled eggs (lunch)&lt;br /&gt;-Yam yam (snack)&lt;br /&gt;-Sweet and sour pork + chicken with vege and cashewnuts + rice (dinner)&lt;br /&gt;-Pear (dessert)&lt;br /&gt;-Yoghurt (supper)&lt;br /&gt;-Cheerios (supper)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/983463521525619000-595186650967511166?l=thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/feeds/595186650967511166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-am-very-curious-about-who-reads-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983463521525619000/posts/default/595186650967511166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983463521525619000/posts/default/595186650967511166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-am-very-curious-about-who-reads-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Princess Ong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18356033986369894547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983463521525619000.post-1976444398477439188</id><published>2009-03-28T06:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T06:24:50.923-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Saturday 28 March 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, I was the only person who was awake on time today. We were supposed to wake up at 10.30am but Sara didn't pick up her phone till like 11.15am. Jo woke up at like 11.30am and Sam woke up at like 2pm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The darn tram refused to stop at the correct tram stop because of the darn F1 race so Sara and I reached Sam and Jo's place at like 12.30pm. We had to hike back to reach their apartment. Sara and I started working on the collage after Jo got back with the scissors and glue. I want my own collage! It's sooo pretty!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We only left for Aunty Grace's place at 3pm so we reached there awful late! Aunty Grace was very pleased with her gift basket :) All of us were famished when we got there so we ate her stew ravenously. Later on, we found out that it was kangaroo and beef stew so Sara was a bit freaked out. Sara, Jo and I headed to Westfield after lunch. Everything was like closing by the time we got there so we spent most of our time in David Jones. Sara and I bought Giorgio Armani lipstick and it is so awesome! Completely unsticky and smooth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunty Grace picked us up after all the shops closed and we went back to her place to look at more lipstick and eat some more. Jo had to go off to a birthday party so we called a cab and headed home shortly after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I painted my nails when I got home. It's so nice not to have any work to do :) This evening was a lazy evening, I like lazy evenings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO  K&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calorie Count:&lt;br /&gt;-Beef and kangaroo stew (lunch)&lt;br /&gt;-Chicken pesto sandwich (dinner)&lt;br /&gt;-Marshmallows (dessert)&lt;br /&gt;-Peach (dessert)&lt;br /&gt;-Cheerios (supper)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/983463521525619000-1976444398477439188?l=thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/feeds/1976444398477439188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/2009/03/saturday-28-march-2009-as-usual-i-was.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983463521525619000/posts/default/1976444398477439188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983463521525619000/posts/default/1976444398477439188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/2009/03/saturday-28-march-2009-as-usual-i-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Princess Ong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18356033986369894547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983463521525619000.post-8487047955239147643</id><published>2009-03-27T07:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T06:25:24.899-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Friday 27 March 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARA tutorial was actually really helpful, I learnt a lot from it. After the tutorial, I went home, ate lunch and studied for the darn PBL test. I then rushed off for my intro to micro tutorial....MY CLASSES OVERLAPPED SO I MISSED MY TEST!!!! My intro to micro tutorial was from 2.15-3.15pm but my PBL test was from 3-4pm...and the walking distance between the two classes was like 15 minutes! Thus the teacher asked me to return at 4pm. I had the nicest biscuit at a nearby cafe while waiting for my test to start. Finally at 4pm, I managed to take my test and err well that didn't go too well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a relief! This week was awful! Two assignments due and two tests!!! My heaviest week this semester! But it's OVERRR!!!! Whoopeee!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met Jo and Daniel on my way back from PBL and we walked back to College Square. Along the way I saw this guy who looked awfully familiar so Daniel shouted "Hey you!" and I ran ahead thinking "oh shit!". We met Sara at College Square then we walked to Union House but everything was closed so we trammed to Melbourne Central. Sara and I bought nail polish from Napoleon Perdis and it was pretty cheap! I grabbed a crepe that I've been dying to try on the way to the bbq.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was really friendly at the bbq but I'll probably forget everyone's names tomorrow. Turns out everyone we knew in Melbourne was there. Claire, Dennis, Marc, Jean, Shiyou, Deborah, Grace, etc...We mingled, ate and attemped to play Taboo but got chased out because they had to close up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we trammed back home and headed to the lounge to play Taboo. Marc, Dennis and Jo against Sara and I. We whooped their asses! LET'S HEAR IT FOR GIRL POWER!!! After Jo left, I saw frogy's ex-roommate so I said hi. The next round of Taboo was Marc and Dennis against Sara and I. Marc made this stupid rule that you have to put the box over your head when it's your turn to speak. The game ended in a tie thus it came down to sudden death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marc said sudden death was this game called horse. Basically, it is an imitation game. I had to do something and if he couldn't do it then he would get a H. Then he had to do something and if I couldn't imitate it then I would get a H. Followed by ORSE till we got a winner. My first move was a handspring which he so couldn't do. His first move was some jumping up thing from your back, like in kungfu movies, I couldn't do that. Basically I did a handspring, right split, backward walkover, forward walkover, heel stretch, scorpion, round off, tongue twister, cheer dance, etc...Marc climbed up the wall to touch the ceiling, freeze, nike, clap push up, a dive roll over a chair, some other break dancey rolls, etc...We were sooo pooped by the end of it that we declared it a tie! After not stretching in months, my body now aches in places I never knew it could ache before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the funniest thing though because we were doing all that in the lounge so everyone could see us but we didn't care. If we took photos, they would have come out absolutely hilarious! All those failed attempts of imitation. Too bad we didn't have a camera, darn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO  K&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calorie Count:&lt;br /&gt;-Uncle Toby's breakfast bar (breakfast)&lt;br /&gt;-Pesto fusilli (lunch)&lt;br /&gt;-Ham and Cheese Crepe (tea)&lt;br /&gt;-1/4 of a steak (dinner)&lt;br /&gt;-Pumpkin Mash Potatoes (dinner)&lt;br /&gt;-Chicken (dinner)&lt;br /&gt;-Sausage Rolls (dinner)&lt;br /&gt;-Toffee (dessert)&lt;br /&gt;-Cheerios (supper)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/983463521525619000-8487047955239147643?l=thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/feeds/8487047955239147643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/2009/03/friday-27-march-2009-ara-tutorial-was.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983463521525619000/posts/default/8487047955239147643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983463521525619000/posts/default/8487047955239147643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/2009/03/friday-27-march-2009-ara-tutorial-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Princess Ong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18356033986369894547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983463521525619000.post-5602920058629236876</id><published>2009-03-26T00:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T08:28:25.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thursday 26 March 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met Jo at his apartment after school...the boy was still sleeping when I got there at like 1pm! We gathered all the photos in my thumb drive then headed off to Melbourne Central. Nandos is not what I was expecting...my mother is crazy about Nandos but it wasn't all that great. From there, we went to this cosmetics store and I went absolutely nuts! I bought three bottles of perfume, one tub of eye shadow, lip balm and some cream for Aunty Grace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually we made it to Myer, Jo had to drag me out of the cosmetics store. First we submitted our photos for printing then we headed up to the bedsheets section. I wanted a winter microfibre duvet but most of the duvets were summer duvets so that was just peachy. Jo wanted to buy a duvet cover but he didn't know what size his duvet was..."larger than a single"...how helpful! We found these 1000 threadcount duvet covers that were 40% off so I got all excited. The sales lady wasn't very nice though...she was so reluctant to let me take it downstairs to the intimates section to pay. I'm so used to top customer service that I was so shocked when she was so nasty about it. However, the lady at intimates was very nice about it so that was good. I got two ck bras &lt;3 they are like the same price as the ck bras in Singapore on sale even though they are full price here. Then we went to the cafe cos all that shopping made me exhausted. The eclair was quite nice but the guy at the counter was like not quite there...physically present but not quite mentally. Finally our photos were ready so we collected them and headed out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhhhhh PRADA!!! PINK PRADA!!!! 50% OFF PINK PRADA!!!! ok so I actually liked the smaller shades better but they were only 30% off and because I am a cheap ass, I bought the large shades at 50% off. Everyone thinks I have a problem but today is the first day in ages that I really treated myself. I've bought tons of stuff in the past month like pots, spatulas, etc...but it's all for the apartment. This is the first time since forever that I've bought stuff that's really for me. It felt like a breath of fresh air, I needed that :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took a nap when I got home then I had dinner and tried to do my homework. Eventually ended up copying my homework in Sara's room. I really don't understand :s&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calorie Count:&lt;br /&gt;-Uncle Toby's breakfast bar (breakfast)&lt;br /&gt;-Chicken burger + fries (lunch)&lt;br /&gt;-Eclair (tea)&lt;br /&gt;-Left over pasta (dinner)&lt;br /&gt;-Cheerios + milk (supper)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday 27 March 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After our finance tutorial, Sara and I ate at the noodle place in school. It was the first time I'd eaten in school since orientation. The food was alright but nothing spectacular. Then again, what do you expect from school food? Finance lecture was err "zzzzzzz......".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sara and I met Jo at Collins after school. Who doesn't love Ikea?! Fun times! The photos will be up on facebook soon. A picture's worth a 1000 words so I'll let the photos speak for themselves. We bought all sorts of stuff for Aunty Grace and ourselves. Sara even climbed into a baby's cot! Jo then followed us back to College Square...we really wished he had a car then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF YOU LIKED IT THEN YOU SHOULDA PUT A RING ON IT....we tried to imitate the dance on youtube...it was funny! Dinner at Lygon was nice. I love mexican food, it makes you feel like celebrating! I ate way too much though...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the night was spent watching cheer videos. I finally got to see my little sister's cheer rountine! It almost brought tears to my eyes :) Angelica's rountine was sooo skanky though, just the way I like it. I also found out that Maria's mum was the make-up artist for them, what a small world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calorie Count:&lt;br /&gt;-Beef noodle soup (lunch)&lt;br /&gt;-1/2 Daim cake (tea)&lt;br /&gt;-3 Meatballs (tea)&lt;br /&gt;-Hot dog (tea)&lt;br /&gt;-Soft serve ice-cream (tea)&lt;br /&gt;-1/3 Seafood Paella (dinner)&lt;br /&gt;-1/3 Chimichanga (dinner)&lt;br /&gt;-1/3 Nachos (dinner)&lt;br /&gt;-Chocolate mousse (dessert)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO  K&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/983463521525619000-5602920058629236876?l=thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/feeds/5602920058629236876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/2009/03/thursday-26-march-2009-i-met-jo-at-his.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983463521525619000/posts/default/5602920058629236876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983463521525619000/posts/default/5602920058629236876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/2009/03/thursday-26-march-2009-i-met-jo-at-his.html' title=''/><author><name>Princess Ong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18356033986369894547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983463521525619000.post-3709688650005530817</id><published>2009-03-24T00:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T08:16:45.532-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tuesday 24 March 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up super late so I got ready in like 5 minutes...a new record! After the ARA lecture I went back and cooked pasta with those sausages in my fridge. I can't remember what I did after lunch...I probably spent the rest of the time on facebook or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as I was leaving the apartment for my next class, I checked my phone which was on silent the whole time. I got a missed call from Jo, Mum and a message from Mum. Mum said "call me, urgent!"....I was like "oh crap!", here comes the credit card bill lecture. I called Mum but she didn't pick up so I called Jo and I was like 45 minutes late for his lunch invitation. Mum then called me back and she sounded so stern. She was like "what exactly happened on Saturday and Sunday?"....I thought about it and in my head I was like "I bought a ridiculously expensive pot..." so I then replied with "I don't know". Apparently she got many messages from Sam and Jo's mum about Sara's mum scolding Jo and Aunty Grace. It wasn't pretty. I kinda froze on the spot when she told me because I was not expecting that at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know how your parents always tell you to think before you act...who would have ever expected one little outing to turn into this??? Sara will always be invited to our outings, we are not going to shun her but it is not our responsibility to make sure she is home at a certain time. We are all adults and responsible for ourselves. My parents are fine with me going out because they trust me because I am responsible. I do my homework, I do my housework and I always take care of myself. We were at Aunty Grace's house till late cos we wanted to be and Sara never once said, "I have to go home now". It's no one else's fault she was out till late so no one else should be blamed for it. Aunty Grace was very gracious having us over till that late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents were quite over-baring till recently. I think parents need to understand that a)They can accept that their kid is gonna do something and they can have the peace of mind knowing their child is safe or b)They can be all anal and their kid will lie to them and do it anyway. Also, instead of blaming everyone else for being a bad influence, look at yourself first and think about how you have influenced your kid. Another thing, I think some parents just scold their kid out of habit, not because there is any purpose to it. Learn to let go, it's not healthy to be so over-baring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's actually quite annoying because I actually have nothing to do with this. I knew Sam and Jo and I introduced them to Sara so I am caught in the middle of all this rubbish by default. I'm kinda scared that this will get so out of hand that Sam and Jo's mum will tell them to stop hanging out with us cos it's just too troublesome. I only have three friends here...minus them, that makes one friend. And that one friend's future here is not even certain, if her mum decided to bring her back to Singapore then I will have no friends :( They're like the older brothers I always wanted but never had, I wouldn't want to lose them over this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't concentrate during the PBL lecture because of this whole ordeal. I was just going through all sorts of possible scenarios in my head. Most of them turned out pretty bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm such a genius...I painted my nails before I prepared dinner. I couldn't do anything with my hands for over an hour. I did my finance tutorial after dinner then Shiyou came over to talk cos I was so stressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO  K&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calorie Count:&lt;br /&gt;-Uncle Toby's breakfast bar (breakfast)&lt;br /&gt;-Pasta with sausage, courgette and mushrooms (lunch)&lt;br /&gt;-Bubble tea&lt;br /&gt;-Left-over pasta&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/983463521525619000-3709688650005530817?l=thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/feeds/3709688650005530817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/2009/03/tuesday-24-march-2009-i-woke-up-super.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983463521525619000/posts/default/3709688650005530817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983463521525619000/posts/default/3709688650005530817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/2009/03/tuesday-24-march-2009-i-woke-up-super.html' title=''/><author><name>Princess Ong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18356033986369894547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983463521525619000.post-7614715591714179845</id><published>2009-03-22T21:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-25T05:00:00.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I need people to watch movies with! If you wanna watch a movie with me, pick a movie :) Baring in mind that I only watch movies on cheap arse Tuesday so the dates reflected are not the dates I will be watching the movie but the release dates in Australia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My movie schedule:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26 March - Knowing -&gt; Jo&lt;br /&gt;2 April - Duplicity -&gt; Sara, Bryan&lt;br /&gt;2 April - Pink Panther 2 -&gt; Jo, Sara&lt;br /&gt;9 April - 17 Again -&gt; Sara&lt;br /&gt;9 April - The Boat That Rocked&lt;br /&gt;23 April - Fired Up -&gt; Sara&lt;br /&gt;30 April - X-men Origins:Wolverine -&gt; Jo&lt;br /&gt;7 May - Ghosts of Girlfriends past -&gt; Sara&lt;br /&gt;14 May - Miss March -&gt; Sara&lt;br /&gt;21 May - Night at the Museum 2 -&gt; Sara&lt;br /&gt;18 June - The Proposal -&gt; Sara&lt;br /&gt;25 June - The Hannah Montana Movie -&gt; Sara&lt;br /&gt;16 July - Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince -&gt; Jo&lt;br /&gt;6 August - The Ugly Truth -&gt; Sara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;err I guess that's all for now folks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/983463521525619000-7614715591714179845?l=thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/feeds/7614715591714179845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-need-people-to-watch-movies-with-if.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983463521525619000/posts/default/7614715591714179845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983463521525619000/posts/default/7614715591714179845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-need-people-to-watch-movies-with-if.html' title=''/><author><name>Princess Ong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18356033986369894547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983463521525619000.post-4504768546320699465</id><published>2009-03-22T21:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T07:17:20.531-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Monday 23 March 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up at 10.45am today to start that darn finance assignment. I managed to finish it by like 1.30pm so yay me! Problem is that I think it's all wrong content wise but oh well, at least it's done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sara and I went out to Starbucks to celebrate our first assignment submission. We saw Ted there and Sara had her iced caramel macchiato with extra caramel. I took a nap as soon as we got back from Starbucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After my nap, I had dinner, started my laundry and made my home-made pesto to keep for future meals. The basil to pine nut ratio was perfect this time, it's so darn yummy! Washing up on the other hand was an absolute bitch! The sponge can't reach under the blade of the hand blender so I tried using a cotton bud :s plus pesto is super oily so I had to scrub my bowls real hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just finished my laundry like many hours later plus I managed to sweep the kitchen and bathroom floor so at least I will have a clean floor. I also cleaned the sink and wiped the table tops. I am absolutely pooped!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, today was a productive day. Assignment submitted, blog updated, floor swept, pesto made, laundry done, table tops wiped and sink cleaned!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO  K&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;You know you miss me! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calorie Count:&lt;br /&gt;-Cheerios and milk (breakfast)&lt;br /&gt;-Sausages and bread (lunch)&lt;br /&gt;-Kinder bueno (dessert)&lt;br /&gt;-Aunty Grace's soup + bread (dinner)&lt;br /&gt;-Grapes (dessert)&lt;br /&gt;-Choxi (dessert)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/983463521525619000-4504768546320699465?l=thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/feeds/4504768546320699465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/2009/03/monday-23-march-2009-i-woke-up-at-10.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983463521525619000/posts/default/4504768546320699465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983463521525619000/posts/default/4504768546320699465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/2009/03/monday-23-march-2009-i-woke-up-at-10.html' title=''/><author><name>Princess Ong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18356033986369894547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983463521525619000.post-6094089706113529558</id><published>2009-03-22T21:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T05:57:58.235-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_McY5kIWFagc/SceHGO5l8vI/AAAAAAAAABE/RILz_21USr0/s1600-h/Cheerrrrr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 369px; height: 247px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_McY5kIWFagc/SceHGO5l8vI/AAAAAAAAABE/RILz_21USr0/s320/Cheerrrrr.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316366426282783474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_McY5kIWFagc/SceG88JfVKI/AAAAAAAAAA8/8GRXyZkcwGM/s1600-h/Cheerobics+yayyyy%21%21%21%21%21%21%21%21%21%21%21%21%21%21%21%21%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 379px; height: 283px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_McY5kIWFagc/SceG88JfVKI/AAAAAAAAAA8/8GRXyZkcwGM/s320/Cheerobics+yayyyy%21%21%21%21%21%21%21%21%21%21%21%21%21%21%21%21%21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316366266630362274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_McY5kIWFagc/SccPD25_1TI/AAAAAAAAAA0/DUOTtHyfOpo/s1600-h/Cheer+championchips+2009+241+web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 388px; height: 259px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_McY5kIWFagc/SccPD25_1TI/AAAAAAAAAA0/DUOTtHyfOpo/s320/Cheer+championchips+2009+241+web.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316234444086957362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;MG Sizzlers-&gt;Angelica Ong (bottom right)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_McY5kIWFagc/SccOdCPpRTI/AAAAAAAAAAk/76RBWz6jvug/s1600-h/Cheer+championchips+2009+185+web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 389px; height: 260px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_McY5kIWFagc/SccOdCPpRTI/AAAAAAAAAAk/76RBWz6jvug/s320/Cheer+championchips+2009+185+web.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316233777115645234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;MG Dazzlers-&gt;Nathania Ong (centre)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday 22 March 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY ANGELICA ONG!!! CONGRATS ON WINNING CHEEROBICS!!! NATIONAL CHAMPS FOURTH YEAR RUNNING!!! YAYYY!!! NUMBER 1!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for my little baby sister, I don't care if you got 2nd, you are the best and I love you to bits! I just wish I could have been there to watch you and cheer for you! You are the sexiest little girl in the photo!!! I'm so proud of you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now let's get down to business, I woke up and got ready for church. Sara's mum called me and asked for Aunty Grace's number but I didn't have it so I gave her Jo's number. He got a shock when he got out of the shower and answered his phone. I met Sam and Jo at Collins and they were soooo late as usual. I amost missed the tram cos I was kinda blurr. I'm like always late for church and it's never my fault :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept elbowing Sam in church cos he kept falling asleep. After the prayer everyone stood up to sing and he was asleep on the chair! We met Aunty Grace and Nadia at church then we headed to Starbucks to get my pot that I left at their house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made our way to the Greek festival at Lonsdale St after that. It was kinda cool despite the awefullest simulator ride on the planet! The only good thing about the ride was that some nice man gave me his ticket cos he was in a rush so I got to ride for free! Sam spent like $50 on food which he threw away cos it was gross. Then Aunty Grace, Nadia, Jo and I went for dinner at Mee Kong. I headed home after dinner cos I had work to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I obviously didn't get round to doing my work did I? I mean it's me after all. I spoke to Natty, Angelica and my grandparents for a while. Then I spent the rest of the night singing along to itunes and trying to learn Beyonce's single ladies dance....I look like a chicken!!! Sara's says that means I've got half of the Melbourne shuffle down, now all I need is the robot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO  K&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calorie Count:&lt;br /&gt;-Aunty Grace's soup + bread (lunch)&lt;br /&gt;-Pesto and chicken pasta salad (snack)&lt;br /&gt;-Sushi (snack)&lt;br /&gt;-Caramel cream-based tall fruppuccino (snack)&lt;br /&gt;-Vegetarian spring rolls (dinner)&lt;br /&gt;-Marshmallows (supper)&lt;br /&gt;-Ham (supper)&lt;br /&gt;-Pate on bread (supper)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/983463521525619000-6094089706113529558?l=thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/feeds/6094089706113529558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/2009/03/angelica-ong-bottom-right-nathania-ong.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983463521525619000/posts/default/6094089706113529558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983463521525619000/posts/default/6094089706113529558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/2009/03/angelica-ong-bottom-right-nathania-ong.html' title=''/><author><name>Princess Ong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18356033986369894547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_McY5kIWFagc/SceHGO5l8vI/AAAAAAAAABE/RILz_21USr0/s72-c/Cheerrrrr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983463521525619000.post-5383197259194085835</id><published>2009-03-20T06:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T19:38:03.561-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Saturday 21 March 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAM AND JO WERE SO LATE TODAY!!!!!!!! Jo was one hour late and Sam was five hours late! They were so late and it was so hot that Sara got sunburnt waiting for them. Plus there was a protest going on so we were waiting around in a rather dangerous place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THOSE BOYS DROPPED OUR FRESHLY BAKED MUFFINS ON THE FLOOR!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took the train to meet Aunty Grace then we went to Westfield mall &lt;3 It's huge!!! Plus they have Jones the Grocer so I bought my bircher muesli! We did so much grocery shopping and I was sooo tempted to go to David Jones but I resisted the temptation, aren't you proud of me? I did splurge on a very lovely pot though :) Sara said I looked really happy when the sales assistant passed me my pot...only I can find joy in such strange things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started making the pizza as soon as we got back. The dough was made from scratch, the tomato sauce was made from scratch, the garlic bread was made from scratch and the pavlova was made from scratch. I started at like 3.30pm and I only finished cooking at like 10pm! Phew! How exhausting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner we had a sing along session and we painted Sam's nails hot pink! Oh how striking! Imagine four boys and two bimbos singing with two guitars and nail polish! I then taught cheer in the back garden. We were trying to do an elevator but it wasn't a pretty sight...if only I could be both bases and the back spot all at once. Everyone's timings were all off!! Sam is actually not bad at jumps...he can do a toe touch and a pike!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so upset that I'm missing my little baby sister's debut at Cheerobics! I'm thinking about you babe! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calorie Count:&lt;br /&gt;-Uncle Toby's breakfast bar (breakfast)&lt;br /&gt;-Mince meat noodles + pork dumpling (lunch)&lt;br /&gt;-Garlic bread (starters)&lt;br /&gt;-Pizza (dinner)&lt;br /&gt;-Pavlova (dessert)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday 20 March 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class today was nerve-racking cos I didn't finish my homework...which is totally understandable cos I did my graded assignment instead. I keep meaning to start on my finance assignment but laziness always gets the better of me. I am totally stressed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sara and I were leaving my apartment to go grocery shopping and the moment I put my hand in my bag to grab my key, my phone lit up. How coincidental...Sam texted and asked us to meet him at Boost Juice. We walked all the way to the other end of Lygon Street only to find out that Boost Juice was just near our apartment so we walked all the way back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had the worst hair day I've ever seen in my life!!! Absolutely hilarious!!! We left Boost shortly after to go grocery shopping. I didn't buy all sorts of unnecessary items at Safeway! That's a first for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cooked pork chops for dinner and Sara came over. After dinner we went grocery shopping again to get ingredients for our muffins. I baked apple sauce muffins and Sara washed up. There were yummy and so moist! The icing wasn't that nice cos being the genius that I am, I followed the recipe and not my better judgment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shiyou came over and tried to help us with our finance assignment but the assignment isn't feasible so we still don't know what to do. She and Sara left and I started singing to my computer :) I love moments like those.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shiyou came over again at 2.30am and I lent her my top for her photoshoot in the next day. We talked for a while then I showered and slept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calorie Count:&lt;br /&gt;-Uncle Toby's breakfast bar (breakfast)&lt;br /&gt;-Beef pie (lunch)&lt;br /&gt;-Many marshmallows (tea)&lt;br /&gt;-Yoghurt (tea)&lt;br /&gt;-Pork chops with apple sauce + beef stew (dinner)&lt;br /&gt;-Apple sauce muffins with cream cheese frosting (dessert)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/983463521525619000-5383197259194085835?l=thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/feeds/5383197259194085835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/2009/03/saturday-21-march-2009-sam-and-jo-were.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983463521525619000/posts/default/5383197259194085835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983463521525619000/posts/default/5383197259194085835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/2009/03/saturday-21-march-2009-sam-and-jo-were.html' title=''/><author><name>Princess Ong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18356033986369894547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983463521525619000.post-7213798560587030138</id><published>2009-03-19T06:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-19T06:54:01.049-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thursday 19 March 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intro to microecons lecture was crazy today...I was struggling to copy everything in time. I fell asleep during ARA cos I was absolutely pooped! Sara and I didn't go for swing class again cos we have soooo much work to do! Two assignments and two tests next week!!! I took a nap as soon as I got back from class cos I was too tired to think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to start my work after my nap but I painted my nails while singing along to itunes instead :( That was followed by dinner then Sara and I met up at the seminar room to do our assignments. Dennis joined us shortly after. We took forever to do our ARA assignment but I am quite pleased with the final result. Now all I have left to do is that blasted finance assignment! I really really don't understand and I don't understand the whole referrencing thing!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have come to the conclusion that studying is very very bad for you! While doing all that work I was eating like crazy...like for every one word I wrote, I ate three chips. Ok maybe thats an exaggeration but still! Studying makes you fat so don't study!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calorie Count:&lt;br /&gt;-Uncle Toby's Breakfast Bar * 2&lt;br /&gt;-Left over beef stew (lunch)&lt;br /&gt;-Much much fruit salad (it's a sweet btw)&lt;br /&gt;-Sweet &amp;amp; sour pork with rice and too much veggie (dinner)&lt;br /&gt;-Munchies (dessert)&lt;br /&gt;-Ritz biscuits (supper)&lt;br /&gt;-Lime and black pepper chips (supper)&lt;br /&gt;-Just juice apple juice (supper)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/983463521525619000-7213798560587030138?l=thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/feeds/7213798560587030138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/2009/03/thursday-19-march-2009-intro-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983463521525619000/posts/default/7213798560587030138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983463521525619000/posts/default/7213798560587030138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/2009/03/thursday-19-march-2009-intro-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Princess Ong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18356033986369894547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983463521525619000.post-3917105993922032431</id><published>2009-03-17T08:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T08:09:22.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wednesday 18 March 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was eventful! After I ended my finance lecture, Sara and I went to the spot for an ARA consult. The tutor was wearing the funniest cartoon shirt, I couldn't help but laugh. I clarified my doubts but as soon as I left the room, I was clueless again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Jo at the tailors and collected my Oh So Cute Dress! We then searched everywhere for a stock pot but to no avail :( Target, Big W, The Reject Shop, NOTHING!!! Aunty Grace and Nadia were in Big W, what a coincidence! I then followed him to Port Melbourne...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Port Melbourne...what an adventure! We didn't know where to get off the tram so we exited at some place called Graham St. Jo asked this stranger for directions and the guy said he had a map in his car so we followed him over to his car. I was very apprehensive so I walked a few steps behind them just in case the guy took out a knife, I could still run away. According to the map, where we wanted to go was in some industrial area so there was no public transport and it would take us 30 minutes to walk there. The guy then offered us a lift to Douglas St. I was even more apprehensive...his car was a red pick up truck and it only had two seats. Jo and I squeezed into the passengers seat and he drove us to Douglas St. He was a good guy after all and he didn't kidnap us :) My first hitch hiking experience!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Douglas St, the guy wanted to check Jo's id before he gave him the package and I was so scared he wouldn't give him the package cos his id didn't have his address on it. However, he double checked with his colleague and was able to give Jo the package. It would have sucked to have gone all the way there and not been able to get the package.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The smart thing to do was take a cab back and that's what we did. I started cooking my stew at College Square when I got back but I was so hungry that snacks were needed. First I had yoghurt then we made roasted marshmallows! Jo's marshmallows kept catching fire but mine were nice! I completely forgot to turn off the stove after roasting the marshmallows so the fire was on the whole time. Then we made chicken nuggets but we had to wait forever cos my fridge froze my buttermilk! They were tastyy, so tasty I ate like more than 10 of them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the stew was done, Sara came over then we ate and watched 'The Mentalist'. Cleaning up after cooking stew is an absolute bitch! After we cleaned up, we went for dessert at San Churro &lt;3 Dessert makes me happy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calorie Count:&lt;br /&gt;-Uncle Toby's breakfast bar (breakfast)&lt;br /&gt;-Left over pasta (lunch)&lt;br /&gt;-Yoghurt (snack)&lt;br /&gt;-Roasted marshmallows (snack)&lt;br /&gt;-Home made chicken nuggets (snack)&lt;br /&gt;-Beef Stew (dinner)&lt;br /&gt;-Chocolate dipped churros (dessert)&lt;br /&gt;-Malted chocolate shake (dessert)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday 17 March 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much to say about today, the day was filled mainly with lessons. Sara and I went to pick up my munchies during my break and we got kinda lost. This lady managed to point us in the right direction without knowing where we were going, amazing! I bought beef for stewing at the butcher and he was nice :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cooked dinner for Sara and Claire. After dinner I tried to start my finance and ARA assignments....I have one word for those assignments...WHAT????? I am beyond clueless!!! It was so stressful trying to do those assignments, I was pulling my hair out. I read books, searched the internet, read my lecture notes and tried some exercises but I was still clueless. I emailed Uncle Dom, Aunty Kim and Ian with my finance assignment. Aunty Kim emailed Uncle Graham and Ian emailed his Dad. They all sent back emails with words of advice yet I am still kinda clueless. I really want to go to Aunty Grace's house this weekend but I HAVE to finish my work first!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calorie Count:&lt;br /&gt;-Uncle Toby's breakfast bar (breakfast)&lt;br /&gt;-Ham &amp;amp; cheese sandwich (lunch)&lt;br /&gt;-Munchies&lt;br /&gt;-Pasta with chicken, capsicum and zucchini (dinner)&lt;br /&gt;-More munchies&lt;br /&gt;-A whole lot of snacks (stress food)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO  K&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/983463521525619000-3917105993922032431?l=thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/feeds/3917105993922032431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/2009/03/wednesday-18-march-2009-today-was.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983463521525619000/posts/default/3917105993922032431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983463521525619000/posts/default/3917105993922032431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/2009/03/wednesday-18-march-2009-today-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Princess Ong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18356033986369894547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983463521525619000.post-4156544924883575103</id><published>2009-03-15T22:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T08:55:31.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Saturday 14 March 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were supposed to go to QV market but it was pouring so we took a rain check. Instead, I went back to sleep and when it stopped raining Sara, Dennis and I went to the city to run my errands. I purchased a monthly tram ticket, topped up my handphone credit and bought the latest version of Taboo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next few hours were spent lazing around then Sara, Claire and I met Jo at Coles. Let me tell you how smart Sara and I are. I wanted the photos from Sam and Jo's camera thus I brought my laptop out. When Sara saw my laptop, she decided to bring hers out. As we reached the ground floor, we realized that instead of bringing our laptops out, we could have just taken our thumbdrives out. We were too lazy to go up again so we lugged our laptops all the way to Sam and Jo's place. Absolute genius!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My original intention was to make shepherd's pie for dinner but due to unforseen circumstances, that didn't work out. Those boys do not have a potato peeler, pyrex, a potato masher, etc...thus I was stuck and didn't know what to cook for dinner. When in doubt, cook steak! so that's what we did. I shall be nice and not comment about the rest of that cooking experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner we played a short game of Taboo and Samuel See is such a cheater!! Jo and I still won anyway, despite his cheating! I love going to Crown at night for dessert...it makes me crazy! Sara and I were dancing and singing all around Crown and we eventually settled for eGusto. My crepes were okay but I wished they were filled with something. Jo's profiteroles were the crispiest I've ever seen! Sam was an ass to the waiters...he stole their tip and asked for a new bottle of water which he opened and didn't intend on drinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dessert was followed by the arcade!!! I &lt;3 the arcade!! But the simulator was spoilt and Sara's mum called so we had to go home early :( I spent the rest of the night uploading photos onto facebook. Only managed to sleep at like 4am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calorie Count:&lt;br /&gt;-Scrambled eggs (lunch)&lt;br /&gt;-Crumpet with butter (tea)&lt;br /&gt;-Pate + smoked salmon + sour cream + bread (starters)&lt;br /&gt;-Steak, mushrooms, mash and creamed spinach (dinner)&lt;br /&gt;-Crepes (dessert)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday 15 March 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up early for QV market and I managed to buy a whole trolley full of vegetables :s The market is so much cheaper and nicer than the supermarket, I like it! We had lunch there then Sara and I went to the deli at the corner of Lygon and Faraday to buy white wine for our salmon. We originally wanted to try Kara's church but the timings were all wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way to church, we took the wrong tram so we were super late! Sam, Jo, Nadia and Aunty Grace were sitting a few rows in front of us during the service so we met up with them after for Starbucks. They invited us for dinner so Sara and I followed them to a restaurant called Little Lamb. I don't like steamboat or spicy food so that was err unfortunate. We had ice-cream after and Nadia was right, that ice-cream is better than Freddo's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sara and I studied with Bryan in one of the seminar rooms at College Square after we got back. I used Sara's laptop to do my PBL tutorial which is way over due. That is not my fault though! Who asked them to make a disk that can't run on mac?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent the rest of the night uploading more photos onto facebook. Despite telling Sara that I had done so, she still insisted on uploading the same photos onto facebook and tagging me in them so I had to untag myself from all those photos so I wouldn't have duplicates! What a frickin' waste of my time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calorie Count:&lt;br /&gt;-Hot dog (lunch)&lt;br /&gt;-Munchables (tea)&lt;br /&gt;-Szechwan steamboat (dinner)&lt;br /&gt;-Kinder surprise ice-cream (dessert)&lt;br /&gt;-Crumpet with butter (supper)&lt;br /&gt;-Cheesestring (supper)&lt;br /&gt;-Marshmallows (supper)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday 16 March 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up just in time for the lecture and I actually understood what was going on today...a topic I am very familiar with, credit cards &lt;3! After the lecture, Sara and I rushed to the gym for our familiarization class which was totally stupid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I needed to buy the software to partition my mac and windows but I was sent on a wild goose chase by the store assistants. I went back and forth from one store to another and eventually I managed to buy the windows software at some shop near Melbourne Central.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the day was spent doing my laundry, washing the dishes, sweeping the floor and printing my notes. Oh what a life I lead! I think I alternate days...like one day will be productive, the next will be completely unproductive, etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cooked poached salmon and spinach for dinner and Sara cooked soba. Then we met Michelle for dessert at Lygon. Thank goodness Freddo's was closed cos I am really sick of ice-cream and we had really nice chocolate dipped churros instead. Apparently Sara and I are the only two people who haven't made friends...how sad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just read my PBL source book, damn I'm hard working! I tried to install windows on my MacBook and it drove me absolutely bonkers!!! I had to re-do it like 3 times!!! Anyway, it is done thank goodness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calorie Count:&lt;br /&gt;-Crumpet with butter (breakfast)&lt;br /&gt;-Ham and cheese sandwich (lunch)&lt;br /&gt;-Marshmallows (tea)&lt;br /&gt;-Salmon, spinach and soba (dinner)&lt;br /&gt;-Pb&amp;amp;j sandwich (snack)&lt;br /&gt;-Churros dipped in chocolate (dessert)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO  K&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/983463521525619000-4156544924883575103?l=thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/feeds/4156544924883575103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/2009/03/saturday-14-march-2009-we-were-supposed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983463521525619000/posts/default/4156544924883575103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983463521525619000/posts/default/4156544924883575103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/2009/03/saturday-14-march-2009-we-were-supposed.html' title=''/><author><name>Princess Ong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18356033986369894547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983463521525619000.post-3761807256332191101</id><published>2009-03-12T22:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T20:04:41.814-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Friday 13 March&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Friday the 13th people! Sara was late as usual so I left without her because I am so sick of waiting for her to slowly make her way downstairs. ARA tutorial was alright. I met this girl on exchange from NUS...I know I've never wanted to study at a local U but I was kinda jealous of her. I want to go home so much that I do actually want to go to local U. I had a two hour break inbetween tutorials so I ate lunch and took a power nap. Intro to micro tutorial was productive. We did a lot of work during that tutorial  but the teacher didn't collect our homework which I actually put time and effort into doing! I wasn't mute during that tutorial so that was good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went up to Sara's room when I got back and she helped me re-paint my fingernails. Last night was a disaster! I re-painted my fingernails like four times! and I used up half a bottle of nail varnish remover! Yet still it was a mess...I had nail polish on my hands, my desk, my bookshelf, my chair, etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erica came over to collect cheesecake after my nails were done. Then I spoke to Natty and Rachel on msn. Look at Natty in her cheer uniform!!! Damn her skirt is long!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_McY5kIWFagc/SbsV3p3LOsI/AAAAAAAAAAc/pJ7opPH3qHw/s1600-h/web+size.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 230px; height: 329px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_McY5kIWFagc/SbsV3p3LOsI/AAAAAAAAAAc/pJ7opPH3qHw/s320/web+size.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312864231287896770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I miss my little baby sister!! It's been a whole month since I've seen her! I had to stop talking to them though cos I had to get ready for Nobu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was supposed to be Uncle Mark's farewell dinner but he wasn't there. There was so much hype about Nobu that I was slightly disappointed. Sara kept saying "Britney goes to Nobu!" and everyone else had wonderful things to say about the restaurant. The food was nice, I particularly liked the cod, the wagyu beef with zucchini and surprisingly the crispy oysters but other than that, nothing spectacular. We couldn't even understand half the waiters...you'd think a restaurant like Nobu would hire waiters that can speak English properly, even I could work there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had dessert after and Sam's ice-cream dropped on the floor...you should have seen his face when that happened, priceless! Imagine a drunk boy with a rainbow ice-cream that fell on the floor. We walked back to Sam and Jo's apartment after dessert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jo was so amused that he could say "I'll write you a cheque" to Aunty Grace, he repeated it a few times before it sunk in. After their apartment, it was time to go home so I cabbed home and that was the end of the night :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO  K&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Princess Ong misses little Ong!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calorie Count:&lt;br /&gt;-Crumpet with butter (breakfast)&lt;br /&gt;-Munchables (lunch)&lt;br /&gt;-Cheesestring (lunch)&lt;br /&gt;-6 marshmallows (lunch)&lt;br /&gt;-Salmon with bread (tea)&lt;br /&gt;-Lots of food at Nobu (dinner)&lt;br /&gt;-Peppermint hedgehog (dessert)&lt;br /&gt;-A few more marshmallows (supper)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/983463521525619000-3761807256332191101?l=thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/feeds/3761807256332191101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/2009/03/friday-13-march-its-friday-13th-people.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983463521525619000/posts/default/3761807256332191101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983463521525619000/posts/default/3761807256332191101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/2009/03/friday-13-march-its-friday-13th-people.html' title=''/><author><name>Princess Ong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18356033986369894547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_McY5kIWFagc/SbsV3p3LOsI/AAAAAAAAAAc/pJ7opPH3qHw/s72-c/web+size.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983463521525619000.post-424531391437270876</id><published>2009-03-12T03:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T06:35:05.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Thursday 12 March 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a day! It's days like these when I manage to amaze even myself! I've accomplished so much today that I think I deserve more of my special shampoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The intro to micro lecture today was simple enough. I forgot to bring stationary though so I couldn't really take notes but it was all stuff I've learnt before. The ARA lecturer was in a surprisingly good mood although the subject itself is pretty confusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, Sara and I decided not to go for swing class cos we had so much work to do. I had my lunch then got started on my homework. First I did my ARA decision making tutorial which took me a while cos I had no idea what's going on. I managed to write two plus pages but who knows if what I wrote is even relevant? Then I did my intro to micro tutorial which was easy enough but I realized that I am so behind on my reading. Apparently what I would usually write three pages on, Sara wrote one word so I compromised a bit and wrote half a page. Shortly after my homework I started on my chores. The dishes were followed by wiping all the tabletops and windowsills and boy! was there a lot of dust! I then vacuumed and swept the floor. Finally I cleaned the kitchen sink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon finishing my chores I headed to the gym since I was already sweaty from all that housework. The gym is pathetic so I didn't really do much there but still, some exercise is better than no exercise so I'm still proud of myself! After the gym I showered then crashed on my bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Veggies at dinner were disgusting! At like 11 plus Shiyou, Kara and Dennis all went up to Sara's room to get some of my cheesecake cos there was soo much! Sara, Dennis and I grocery shopped at Safeway 15 minutes before they closed. Now here I am, bored again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just remembered a funny msn convo with Nat last night.&lt;br /&gt;Nat: What kind of baking equipment is taboo?&lt;br /&gt;Me: HAHAHAHA!!! Its a game Nat!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh what a balloon I have become. You won't be able to recognize me when you guys see me in April...I'm huge!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO  K&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Counting down the days till I get to come home...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calorie Count:&lt;br /&gt;-Uncle Toby's breakfast bar (breakfast)&lt;br /&gt;-1.5 sloppy joes (lunch)&lt;br /&gt;-Cheerios with milk (tea)&lt;br /&gt;-Left over fried rice (dinner)&lt;br /&gt;-Beef pie (dinner)&lt;br /&gt;-Broccoli, snap peas, carrots and butter (dinner)&lt;br /&gt;-6 or so marshmallows (snack)&lt;br /&gt;-Two slices of my oreo cheesecake (dessert)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/983463521525619000-424531391437270876?l=thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/feeds/424531391437270876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/2009/03/thursday-12-march-2009-what-day-its.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983463521525619000/posts/default/424531391437270876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983463521525619000/posts/default/424531391437270876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/2009/03/thursday-12-march-2009-what-day-its.html' title=''/><author><name>Princess Ong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18356033986369894547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983463521525619000.post-5648735633475503957</id><published>2009-03-11T06:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T07:41:55.797-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wednesday 11 March 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I overslept today too...what's new? I turned my alarm off at 10.10am then snoozed for a while more and when I opened my eyes it was like 10.45am and I was like oh crap! Surprisingly I made it to school on time. Finance tutorial was first and even though I did my homework, I had no idea what was going on so err that was unproductive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The transition to commerce lecture was pretty useless...they were telling us why it's bad to plagiarize blah blah blah. I found a lot of it unnecessary and too harsh. For example, if you accidentally forget quotation marks or if you paraphrase wrongly then it's considered plagiarism. That was followed up by a talk on how hard it is to paraphrase...which is really stupid! If it's so hard then give us a break! One of the examples was really stupid as well. They gave us an example of a summary "studying skills should be taught" or something like that...why in the world do we haffta reference something like that?! It is actually possible for more than one person to have the same thought? Just because someone else wrote it first doesn't mean they own that thought. Also, having to reference something like when Mcdonalds was founded is stupid cos it's a fact and that fact doesn't belong to anyone! Honestly I see nothing wrong with copying and pasting. Are we as human beings so egoistical that we need to be given credit for every word that comes out of our mouths? Do we need to feed our egos like that? Ok I think maybe I'm just in a bad mood today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finance lecture was after that and it was alright I suppose. Sara and I went to the bank after to re-order our pins for our atm cards because the bank is so inefficient! First they forgot to order my card for me so I had to go back and request for a card again, then my card arrived without my pin. I went back like three times to check for my pin and they still won't give it to me! It's been almost a month since I opened my account and I still don't have a working atm card!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we went to the bookstore along Swanston Street and I bought my finance textbook. We chucked our stuff back at college square then trammed down to Lonsdale Street. I found the tailor Wayne Cooper recommended and wtf! it's soooo expensive! but I had no choice but to alter my clothes otherwise I can't wear them. We then went grocery shopping at QV and I had sooo much to carry!! I slapped everyone with a mop on my way to the tram stop. One of the bags even broke so everything fell on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner at Ying Tai (I think that's what it's called) with Sara and Claire...we trudged there in the rain and I got my ass and legs all muddy. The only brightside of the rain was that I saw the most beautiful rainbow, the brightest rainbow I've ever seen. When we found the restaurant there were no tables available so we waited for ages. Dinner was followed by dessert at Brunetti's...word of advice: stick to high fat cheesecake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made oreo cheesecake when I got back...cheese is all over my kitchen now. Ugghh more cleaning :( Now here I am typing while Nat is over at Mambo! Have enough fun for the both of us k? Miss you Nat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so home sick it's absurd! I miss my mummy, my daddy, my Natty, maybe Angelica, definitely not Rachel, my maid, my friends, my Hyatt, my Isetan sales, my bed and well basically I miss my life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing has gone right today...Hopefully tomorrow will be a better day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO  K&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calorie Count:&lt;br /&gt;-Uncle Toby's breakfast bar (breakfast)&lt;br /&gt;-Slice of Pizza (lunch)&lt;br /&gt;-Chocolate milk tea with pearls (lunch)&lt;br /&gt;-Crumpet with butter (tea)&lt;br /&gt;-Fruit loops (tea)&lt;br /&gt;-Fried rice (dinner)&lt;br /&gt;-Low fat cheesecake (dessert)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/983463521525619000-5648735633475503957?l=thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/feeds/5648735633475503957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/2009/03/wednesday-11-march-2009-i-overslept.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983463521525619000/posts/default/5648735633475503957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983463521525619000/posts/default/5648735633475503957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/2009/03/wednesday-11-march-2009-i-overslept.html' title=''/><author><name>Princess Ong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18356033986369894547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-983463521525619000.post-2891175491428847529</id><published>2009-03-09T23:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T06:34:46.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello world! This blog is dedicated to documenting my life in Melbourne so all you people in Singapore don't forget me. I should have started it the moment I arrived but life was pretty hectic then so it's better late than never i suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't remember everything that's happened since I arrived so here's a brief update. I spent a few days in Sydney with Aunty Kim and Mummy then I flew back to Melbourne. Mummy and I bought everything from a portable air-conditioner to a convection oven to prepare me for my new life. I've had my first week of school...lectures only cos tutorials only start in week two. I'm taking Introduction to Microeconomics, Finance 1, Accounting Reports and Analysis and Principals of Business Law for my first semester. A level results came out and big whoop, I did terribly! Now in more detail...lets start with Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday, 6 March 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up, had lunch and went for my first tutorial. Intro to microecons is the only subject with tutorials in the first week. I kept staring at this girl cos I thought she was the tutor so I was waiting for her to start the lesson...turns out she wasn't the tutor so she must have thought I was so weird staring at her. The lesson was very light, just introductions and a simple worksheet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met Sara after my tutorial and we had one heck of a time scanning my authorization letter and passport to Angelica. Angelica was then told to cab to ACJC to collect my results. Waiting for her call was nerve racking! UGGHHH I didn't do very well!!! Although, I didn't expect much...I actually expected to get straight Us so I did better than I expected but still, it would have been nice to have done better especially for econs. Econs pissed me off!!! Math too but less than econs, oh and GP was a joke!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sara cooked steak for dinner while I supervised then we got ready for Eve. We took so long to find the damn place so we only reached there at like midnight. I had my first drink that night. Whisky with coke which I barely touched and two lychee martinis. I swear they forgot to put alcohol in the first martini...it was like lychee syrup. I was kinda upset the whole night so I just sat there stoning. Those will be my last drinks though...it's not something I enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, 7 March 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up, had lunch then went to QV to run some errands. Went to Big W to pick up pyrex and a baking tin but they didn't have the correct size so I got the next best size. They didn't have Taboo either :( Was kinda peeved when I walked across to Safeway and they had what I was looking for so I got that along with some groceries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Sara back at College Square and we took the tram to meet Sam and Jo at Flinders. They were super late so we walked around moomba before meeting them. I set my eyes on this pink pony at moomba and I lost 10 bucks trying to win it. After they arrived, we trammed to North Baldwin for dinner at their Godma's place. Their Godma's house is absolutely lovely, a real homey home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to play at the park before dinner and we took some hilarious photos! I miss being a kid without a care in the world. Running around the playground reminded me of England and all those playgrounds I used to play at. I felt like I was 5 again and for a moment it helped me forget about those stupid results and all the drama that came along with it. I may be 19 but I'm still a child at heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner was yummy and we spent the next few hours catching up on our tv time. Since my apartment doesn't have cable, I needed to watch all the cable I could before I went back. We only left at like 1.30am and Sara's mum was sooo pissed with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calorie Count:&lt;br /&gt;-I forgot what I had for lunch&lt;br /&gt;-Gumbo with rice (dinner)&lt;br /&gt;-Mud cake (dessert)&lt;br /&gt;-Sticky date pudding (dessert)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, 8 March 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dim sum with Sam, Jo and Ulynn. I overslept but thank goodness Mummy rang my room phone and woke me up. After lunch we went to church then Starbucks with Aunty Grace, Nadia and some other people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jo and I met Shiyou and Erica while Sam went off for dinner. I had to buy a $5 scarf on the way to moomba cos it was freezing! We had a ball of a time at moomba, well at least I did. Lamb kebabs for dinner then it was game time. We tried tons of games that required skill to win my pink pony but we kinda sucked. Finally we found a game where you fish ducks from the water so Jo and I combined our numbers to win the pink pony! Yay! I went on two rides namely, some swing ride and a mini coaster. I froze to death on the swing ride. The fireworks were nice but not as nice as Guy Fawks Day. At the end of the day I learnt one thing, MOOMBA IS EXPENSIVE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I followed Sam and Jo back to their apartment after moomba to grab the stuff they helped me bring from Singapore. Then they followed me back to College Square and we played Taboo! Sam is the worst Taboo partner everrr!!! He gives away all our cards and helps the other team when it's their turn then he says, "don't worry about it, we'll still win." Well surprise surprise, the other team won!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calorie Count:&lt;br /&gt;-Dim Sum...I can't remember exactly what we had. (lunch)&lt;br /&gt;-Lamb Kebab (dinner)&lt;br /&gt;-Orange squash that cost me $10!!!&lt;br /&gt;-Jam doughnut (dessert)&lt;br /&gt;-Candy floss (dessert)&lt;br /&gt;-Chips (supper)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday, 9 March&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I only had one lesson from 1pm to 2pm so it was a very easy day. I bought the cutest Wayne Cooper dress, it was like 70% off plus an extra 20% off the reduced price! I have to alter it though cos size 2 was the smallest size left and it was too big...yay me, I suppose. When I got back, I did my laundry, cooked lasagne for Shiyou and Erica, swept the floor, did the dishes, cleaned the sinks and the stove, etc...Although, it's quite exasperating cleaning when 5 seconds after you clean, dust collects again. My apartment is soooo dusty!!! Shiyou, Erica and I went to Brunetti's for dessert and I was a pig! I ate soooo much but it was soo good!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sara came over after that and I marked all the assessment deadlines on my yearly planner. I printed and filed all of my notes and we did our finance tutorial. I felt so accomplished after doing my chores and doing my homework that I decided to reward myself with my special shampoo. I have a small bottle of L'Occitane shampoo aux 3 huiles essentielles (lavender, angelica and geranium) and since its so small I can only use it on special occasions. It is the best smelling shampoo everrr!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calorie Count:&lt;br /&gt;-Fruit loops and milk (breakfast)&lt;br /&gt;-Smoked salmon sandwich (lunch)&lt;br /&gt;-Lasagne (dinner)&lt;br /&gt;-Choco mousse layered with apricot jam and mint mousse, white mousse on choco sponge cake and vanillia cream layered with choco ganache (dessert)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday, 10 March 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugghhh my long day! Start at 11am and end at 5.15pm. I was so pleased with my principals of business law lecture though. I felt like I really got something out of it and I understood what was going on. I can't say the same for my intro to micro lecture though...I swear you could hear me snoring in that lecture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's cheap arse tuesday people! Sara and I went to watch New in Town at Melbourne Central. Note to self: popcorn and m&amp;amp;ms require you to buy a drink or your throat will hurt! The movie was funny and the kind of predictable movie that makes you feel warm and fuzzy inside which is my favourite type of movie! We popped over to Dennis' room after to pass him our left over popcorn and here I am now, typing this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calorie Count:&lt;br /&gt;-Uncle Toby's breakfast bar (breakfast)&lt;br /&gt;-Spaghetti bolognese (lunch)&lt;br /&gt;-Flourless orange cake (lunch)&lt;br /&gt;-English Pear (tea)&lt;br /&gt;-Cold soba (dinner)&lt;br /&gt;-Sardines on toast (dinner)&lt;br /&gt;-Popcorn and m&amp;amp;ms (movies)&lt;br /&gt;-Kraft microwave mac &amp;amp; cheese (supper)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess this is the end of my first post. Will keep you updated on my very uneventful life. Miss you all and I love you all very much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XOXO  K&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/983463521525619000-2891175491428847529?l=thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/feeds/2891175491428847529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/2009/03/hello-world-this-blog-is-dedicated-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983463521525619000/posts/default/2891175491428847529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/983463521525619000/posts/default/2891175491428847529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thediaryofprincessong.blogspot.com/2009/03/hello-world-this-blog-is-dedicated-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Princess Ong</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18356033986369894547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
