The Falling Kingdom of ALL
I'm feeling more relaxed now. Why? Because all the tough-nut assignments are finished. Well, maybe except Anal-Lecturer-Lady's (ALL) "class participation" group presentation next week, or is it the week after?
Anyway...
Ass you've probably read from the Chatterbox (wait, did I say "ass" there? You know what I meant...), I was working on ALL's policy document analysis until 8am this morning. I slept till 2pm - skipping ALL's and Journalism class - and submitted the assignment at 4:30pm. I'm wondering if ALL would penalize me a mark, since I submitted it late, technically, coz by then I think most of the Muslim staff have gone home. I've only realized that on the way home after submitting that piece of junk, I mean essay.
And all this while up to 8am this morning, I was a messed and stressed up piece of wolf. I hated the ALL's tough-ass assignments coz I never understood what she wanted (since she's always huffing, sighing, and scolding instead of teaching), working till the next morning, and just feeling tired and having a headache constantly. Bloody late-night working always gimme those darn stress pimples. GAH!
Anyway...
Since today was the last day of such hard work, celebration was due. On the way home from uni at 5:30pm, my mom called, saying that my cousin invited us over to his place in Bangsar for dinner with his parents and siblings down from Ipoh. And lemme tell ya, dinner was fantastic. Juicy steaks, fantastic salads, expensive cheese, sweet Strudel desserts. Mmmmm....
And this is the best part of my extended family, they ALWAYS have great booze in the house. And they ALWAYS want me to come back to hangout with them and have drinking sessions. Awesome stuff. So here I am now, a lil tipsy from all the wine and martinis and whatnot, and happy. Happy tail wags.
Ooh, and I got to try some "rich-man's food" - caviar. My cousin's Russian girlfriend brought it back from Russia. Being quite jakun, I ate the caviar which was served on a slice of baguette on a thick layer of butter with enthusiasm and detail. All I could taste was the butter on the first bite, but the second bite got more into the caviar and yea it was slightly fishy, but the butter hid it well. So that's a first for me, Russian caviar. Some of the caviar were selling for 300 Euro in Germany, Natalia mentioned.
By this time I'm more sober now, and Amy had just informed me that next Thursday will be the last day ALL will be imposing her grumpiness on us. I can almost hear the whole class cheering right now!! WOOHOO!!!
Anyway...
Ass you've probably read from the Chatterbox (wait, did I say "ass" there? You know what I meant...), I was working on ALL's policy document analysis until 8am this morning. I slept till 2pm - skipping ALL's and Journalism class - and submitted the assignment at 4:30pm. I'm wondering if ALL would penalize me a mark, since I submitted it late, technically, coz by then I think most of the Muslim staff have gone home. I've only realized that on the way home after submitting that piece of junk, I mean essay.
And all this while up to 8am this morning, I was a messed and stressed up piece of wolf. I hated the ALL's tough-ass assignments coz I never understood what she wanted (since she's always huffing, sighing, and scolding instead of teaching), working till the next morning, and just feeling tired and having a headache constantly. Bloody late-night working always gimme those darn stress pimples. GAH!
Anyway...
Since today was the last day of such hard work, celebration was due. On the way home from uni at 5:30pm, my mom called, saying that my cousin invited us over to his place in Bangsar for dinner with his parents and siblings down from Ipoh. And lemme tell ya, dinner was fantastic. Juicy steaks, fantastic salads, expensive cheese, sweet Strudel desserts. Mmmmm....
And this is the best part of my extended family, they ALWAYS have great booze in the house. And they ALWAYS want me to come back to hangout with them and have drinking sessions. Awesome stuff. So here I am now, a lil tipsy from all the wine and martinis and whatnot, and happy. Happy tail wags.
Ooh, and I got to try some "rich-man's food" - caviar. My cousin's Russian girlfriend brought it back from Russia. Being quite jakun, I ate the caviar which was served on a slice of baguette on a thick layer of butter with enthusiasm and detail. All I could taste was the butter on the first bite, but the second bite got more into the caviar and yea it was slightly fishy, but the butter hid it well. So that's a first for me, Russian caviar. Some of the caviar were selling for 300 Euro in Germany, Natalia mentioned.
By this time I'm more sober now, and Amy had just informed me that next Thursday will be the last day ALL will be imposing her grumpiness on us. I can almost hear the whole class cheering right now!! WOOHOO!!!
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