Wu Zhao - The First Female Emperor of China

Ok, I have to tell you this because I find it extremely funny and that I can't possibly write this in my essay. The book that I'm reading right now is about Wu Zhao, the first female emperor of China, who secretly killed her own infant daughter just to blame (and then kill) the empress while she was a consort, and then also secretly killed 2 of her sons (Crown Prince) when she was a empress. This power-hungry bitch also bore longstanding grudges against all who had slighted, attacked, or betrayed her. According to this book, she "commanded that the offending family's tombs to exhumed, their coffins smashed, and their bodies burned to ashes."

What the fuck is wrong with her?

Also, apparently, she was a "talent", meaning extremely beautiful, and people called her "Lady of Perfect Satisfaction". Translation: Whore. Or that she really gave extraordinary sex to her Emperor. But then... I mean... she looked like this

What kind of man would want to fuck her? or is it just me? But then this also happened in 670, but still... "Lady of Perfect Satisfaction"??!! OR!!! she used her power to force the scholars who writes the history to call her that, and that she wanted the future generations of chinese to know that she was extremely good at sex despite she looked like that. So in conclusion, after she got all those power and killed all those people, all she cared about was that people need to know that she was THAT good at sex. I'v heard bunch of insecure men, but this one right here was a really insecure woman. Or was she? I love history. I can't wait to find out. Time to keep reading.

Park

I met up with Blaire today, and then we went for Burger bar, and then we met up with Blaire's friends, Mario and Constance, and then we went to a park.

I went to a park.

There were bunch of dogs playing, on grass. I know there is probably nothing special about dogs playing at a park on grass, but it's my first time in 2 years that I went to a park with grass, after Leo died of course. There was sudden feeling that I wanted to throw a ball and yell "let's go Leo!!" I wanted to do that.

I went to a park.

Free Write

Right now I'm going to free write, so I'm going to make mistakes but mistakes don't exist in free write, so while you are reading this please keep in mind that I'm constantly typing.

I signed myself up on some workshop at the academic centre and I had the first class today, it is called "Combat Procrastination with Poetry". I got a lot out of this workshop and I'm glad that I signed up, and I got there on time, and I was the second person to get there. So I was proud of myself on that because the last time I got on time to any sort of meeting being the top people I'm pretty sure I don't remember when that was. And there are 4 rules of procrastination, to stop procrastination, a) always show up (it is the adult secret, in fact, 80% of my life is always going to be about "showing up") b) tell the truth c) don't get caught up on the outcome, and d) when it's over let it go. I'm going to start of my life from now on following those 4 rules, because as cliche as Nike commercial is it IS all about "just do it". There are also couple of procrastination and time management strategies, a couple I meant like 10 of them, and I'm going to start off with two for now. 1) Set a goal: always set a goal while I study, to set a goal for the study period, what I need to know and understand in that given time, and 2) do the work: divide the work into smaller tasks and explore finding systems while I do them. As easy and simple as they are, people tend to forget them, we stop thinking sometimes when life gets easy, aka high school and being little smart for Canadian high school system and being spoiled and all that. In this workshop we were asked to write a free write and a poem and then a free write, each under 5 mins, and I was shocked for the stuff that I wrote down and how much I realized and see about procrastination; procrastination hurts my soul. I don't want procrastination to be one of my characteristic, and I don't want Emma Tsui to be defined as slack, crack, slacker, procraste, lacker, and I certainly don't want to be in procrasti-nation, the nation where everything is easy and they take me nowhere in life. I felt guilty when I procrast. So period. There, I have it. Just do it.

Tomorrow, there is one more workshop, and it's called Motivation. I'll let you know what I learn.

Time that I took to write this: around 10 mins.

June 2010

Awesome.

NBA LA Lakers V.S. Boston Celtics at the final 2010

AND THEN

there is World Cup. IT'S AWESOME!!!!!!!!!!!

beat all the depression given by U of T.

Song That I'm Obsessed Right NOW.... JET - ARE YOU GONNA BE MY GIRL

"Never Say Never" is Overrated [Edited]

To Emma:

What if you subtract "never" from sentences such as "I'll never fail", "I'll never get lost", or "I'll never leave you"? If you put this phrase into negative sentence such as "I'll never suicide", but "never say never", you will subtract "never" from that sentence, and the whole sentence will be "I'll suicide." Interesting...

Therefore, I'm putting "never" into one certain negative sentence; I will "never" fail this deeply again. In my opinion, you should fully use this word in all the negative sentences.

Hopefully, you completely understand this word "never" by now, and you just have to use it well to succeed.

Sincerely,

Thinker.

How Much I Don't Want This

I really didn't know how much I really don't want this, it made me miserable, until the letter came. Inside of me, I was relieved. I thought there is a perfect excuse for me to get out of this situation, but, in the other hand, I haven't fought back and haven't tried enough. That's what gets me staying, and there are my friends. My friends are awesome.

So Far In This Uni Life

First year, in this school, I was sleeping. Second year, I woke up and I got lost. Third year, I'm making up the mistakes that I've done in the past 2 years, plus the little negative hobbies that I've built up during high school.

Now I don't have time left to do the things that I adore. Don't be like me.

I will improve. I can do it.

Ok... So, I Have No Topic.

Crap.

Crap is right. Crap is that I don't like schooling. Crap is that nothing in school motivated me for doing school. Crap is that this is the 7th lecture and I'm starting to get sick of it and I can't sit in the room and listen. Crap is that I'm writing my blog during the lecture. Crap is that I really need this degree from this school. Crap is that the word "crap" can't possibly used for the title because that's just very unprofessional, and CRAP! I'M. IN. UNIVERSITY. OF. TORONTO.

Crap!