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One month to SUBmission!

Yes, 1 more month to thesis submission.

I was so stressed the other night. I realised I could masturbate twice with a few hours apart. I watched porn when I was stressed. And then I felt more stressed, plus a bit of guilt, that the time spent on porn and masturbations could have been used on writing my thesis.

The hardest part about writing a thesis, is not really about writing, but the planning, the structuring before actual writing could take place.

I breathed a sigh of relief yesterday after seeing my supervisor, as she seemed to like my way of structuring the literature review. I was quite stressed before seeing her. Lots of what-if questions over my mind. What if she said it's not 'quite' right (notice the use of quite, because even a small hiccup now can drive me crazy, as I am running out of time!).

So, she 'approved' it, and asked me to write them down. I am quite afraid of writing to be honest. Academic writing, and especially when it's forming part of a bigger, assessable piece of work. What I did last week, which I found helpful, was to come out with a skeleton, a structure, with dot points, before I actually start connecting these points into sentences.

Last night, wasn't particularly productive. It's the laziness within me maybe. I hope I am not being complacent. Well, but I went to the gym, I cooked some meat sauce for pasta, (Jay taught me how to!), and had some light readings.

This is the bottle of oil I bought yesterday. I had always thought that Olive OIL was the best oil. But actually No, olive oil is not suitable for cooking. It as a low 'smoke point', and when you use it to cook at high temperature, (especially deep frying), the oil gets burnt, and releases Carcinogenic elements (things that cause cancer)!.

Jay told me about it, but I didn't quite believe it but anyway, google research verified what he said.

So I went to Coles last night, I was looking at the different types of oils available. Canola, Peanut, Grapeseed Oil, Olive Oil (virgin, extra virgin, first pressed, etc.) and finally I came across this.



Seemed like the best I could get. Combination of Canola and Red Palm Oil. It didn't strike me as Kelapa Sawit (the Oil Palm trees) we have in Malaysia until I got home, and looked carefully at the country of origin. 

It's made in Malaysia! :-( LOL...all of a sudden, the feeling of purchasing something exclusive, premium, fine, etc. just vanished! 

As much as I want to love my own country, I can't help sometimes (or most of the time). I still love my Old Town 3-in1 white coffee, and I will travel all the way to chinatown just to get it. (I will still check to make sure it's HACCP certified lol!) 

I had an hair cut today. It's a different style! Like finally! it's like a 'breakthrough' for me, but maybe not so much for some of you who are always trying out new styles. 

I was upgraded to a gold member so I am entitled to 10% discount every time I go. Sadly, the stylist I like went back to Japan already as her visa expired. The new girl I had today wasn't bad. She looked a bit stern but I think it's just her. 

Had to continue to tidy up some accounts for work after i got back from the city. Did very little reading tonight. 

And oh, I went to see Jay after my haircut as he had just finished work too. He walked me to the bus stop and didn't have my dinner with me! well, coz I told him last night that I preferred not to meet tonight so that I could do more thesis work. 

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  1. Haha just the other day we had a discussion about fortified oils and something similar came up. I can't remember whether it was particularly this one.

    I wish they had a membership thing for where I cut my hair. The previous place I used to go had a 10% - 30% discount, but I stopped going there coz they never listen to what I say.

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