I love exams!!

Well, today's exam was one of those kinds...the kind where no matter how much you study, it does not make any difference. No matter how many past year paper you do, no matter how many tutorials u went, no matter how many times you have read the textbook, you still would not know how to do the exam questions.

Wow, that was what I thought about today's exam. To think about it, I should have played the whole weekend and not study since I know that even if I had studied I would not know how to do it. But nevertheless, I gave my best shot. I'm not too worried about it, considering that exchange students hand up their papers to a different pile (A more lenient one, I hope). I heard from another exchange student that he passed this paper with just 5 points! =)

ok...back to the books...it is not over yet...

Wake me up when june ends...

My eyes are getting redder after staring at this screen since morning. Yup, do not get me wrong, I was not playing computer games or going online or watching movies. I was doing my project. Yup, typing the technical part of my project from scratch. Haha, I think I did quite a lot already, enough to make my groupmates feel happy that I'm their groupmate! Hopefully la...because it has always been me being a burden to the group rather than helping them.

Yup, I had done enough constructive work today, so much that there are more work done today alone then the work done for my whole semestre here in france before today. Such is my feeling and such is what I'm willing to exaggerate. Wow! A sense of accomplishment. During my breaks I did not even play games but studied for my upcoming exams. Wow...Victor, I'm impressed (Haha...sorry I started praising myself) Ok, the report is getting very boring and tedious now...

At times like this, how i wish someone would come online and disturb me. But usually it never happens. Might be due to the time difference. But oh well, I might be lucky sometimes. Tired, tired...I accidentally fell asleep just now. I just wandered to my bed and then without realising I was dozing off...haha...I might just fall asleep today and not wake up till my presentation ends...

This is the first time I got angry with my group mates. I was angry to the extent that I accidently broke the piezoelectric source used to power the circuit. Haihs, I can't believe I let anger get the better of me. we have only 2 more days to hand in the report also and 4 more days till the presentation of the circuit.

Dun even feel like going out to eat dinner. Just feel like packing my dinner and shutting myself in the room and sleep...yea..I lack sleep, must be it...

Rain rain come again...

I love it when it is raining at night...

I love it especially while doing my revision because I can look out from my window, from time to time and watch the rain drops on the puddles. I'm sipping a cup of hot chocolate now in my warm room. Surprisingly, there is not a single shop here that sells milo. If there have been one, I would be savouring it rather than this hot steaming cup of hot chocolate.

I made my hot chocolate extra sweet, sweeter than the milo made in mamak stalls. I'm not a sugar addict, but when it comes to studying, I prefer to "nourish" my poor hardworking braincells. The sweetness keeps me awake too.

I love it when I watch the trees swaying in the wind, the howling of the wind, the beating of the heavy raindrops and when the thunder roars in the middle of the night. I love it because of this shelter, protecting me from the unmerciful storm. Having a place to stay and to shelter me from the rain really is such a wonderful thing.

Why has it been raining these past few days? This does not depict summer properly. Where are the clear blue skies? I love the clear blue skies too. Pure blue stretching from end to end. It gives me the feeling of freshness, openness and hopefulness.

It has been cold these few days. I'll be needing my faithful jacket again which I had abandoned at the start of summer.
Sometimes, while studying late at night, we seem to ponder on the most simplest things in life.
I wonder why...

To go or not to go?

Sometimes I don't understand my parents. Actually most of the time I don't. Last year while choosing the date of my return flight from Lyon to Singapore, I wanted to come back earlier but my dad said, "Just put it on the 10th July, like that you have more than 1 week to travel around Europe".

So now, after telling my parents my plans to travel to Budapest and to Berlin and to Barcelona, they suddenly feel uneasy.

"Who are you going with?"

"No one" I replied

"What!!? No friends?? All your friends in London, in Germany and those in France? Go traveling with them!"

"They have already gone back home. Most of them are not around."

"How about those people in France?" asked my dad

"Some have exams. The others don't want to go with me."

"Eh, traveling alone ar....You want to come back earlier?"

"What?! You last time said I should stay for 1 more week to travel. Now, you say come back?"

"I thought you have friends to travel with mar.."

"I came here alone, didn't I?"

"Aiya, I leave the decision to you la.."

"If you leave it to me, I'll be traveling then"

"Got other friends or not? Travel within France la. Go Paris?"

"Paris is not safe lo...France is in fact not as safe as the other countries"

"You decide lo..."

Sighs...this is always the strategy he uses...make me feel guilty. I guess they also miss me alot. But if not now, when??

Yeah, Budapest is not safe but it is still safer than JB. Berlin is not safe either, but it is still safer than London or Paris.

Cusiner

Cooking, that is what I had picked up here in France. I never cook at home, never touched raw meat, and never cooked anything besides pasta and instant noodles. Somehow, 5 months of being in France had changed me about the art of cuisine.

I'm still far from mastering culinary arts. I have experimented on various dishes and invited friends to join me for meals. This week, I had like a few people coming over to my place to eat on weekends. This is (I guess) the response to my complaint about feeling lonely here in Lyon last weekend. Somehow, I find that this weekend filled with activities and I enjoyed cooking and cooking for them.

Nostalgia

It was only a year ago, at this same day, that I went to US with a group of my friends for work and travel. Somehow, last night, lying upon my bed, the memories of it all flooded my mind. It was indeed an experience. How would I describe it? Describing it as 'good' seems superficial because it leaves out many things. On the other hand, saying that it was 'bad' is not appropriate either. It was truly an 'indescribable experience' as Wendy had put it(Although he meant it as a negative sense).

Ironic. While I was there, towards the end, I was so glad leaving. I wanted to leave everything there, the place, the fellow colleagues, the friends, everything. But somehow, last night, I began to think about them, somehow, suddenly, I missed them...I remembered the good times I had with them. Eating lunch everyday in the canteen with the same group of friends. We were always bragging about our tips and complaining about our workloads. I remember us going for roller coaster rides after our work. And how Utt and I will take the front row with hands up. Yes, and later when the Taiwanese came and how they were quite nice to me. LOL, I realised that I have many friends in Taiwan as well.

I wonder how my host family is doing. Wendy and I used to go visit them and talked about inheriting their boat or their red mustang convertible. But sadly, she never called us after we had rejected going to her daughter's graduation party. Well, there goes our boat.

Me, Wendy, Jenny, and her son(I forgot his name)

All the memories...