<?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-4061155704521281122</id><updated>2012-02-09T01:26:37.324-08:00</updated><category term='Utada'/><category term='Orange Range'/><category term='First Love'/><category term='With Love'/><title type='text'>---// Howling Moon \\--- noir</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>night-kine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15156536980416166876</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>849</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4061155704521281122.post-3605104333780145819</id><published>2012-02-09T01:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-09T01:26:37.372-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sad song to a happy post? discontinuity!</title><content type='html'>Hmm mm! It's becoming a habit to blog while listening to music in AS7! O___o hahax I have fallen in love with Shinee's "Last Gift" and Beni's "Last Song" recently! hahax Though they are not exactly very recent anymore, esp Shinee's. Oh well~ I am old(er). hahahax&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing really extraordinary has really happened recently =) Except for the usual "Wow today's moon is so bright and round" and "The sky is so blueeee~!" exclamations and petites discoveries I have daily. hahahax&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmm Actually have lots of work that I haven't done etc etc so I should be freaking out. But amazingly feel not as stressed as I should be. mm hmm! Maybe I have really grown up~! hahahax Even when I whine about things I just forget about them a little while later and still end up sleeping a lot earlier than I would have say, one year ago. YAY! And yesh, I watch even more fanfiction and manga. =x hahahax&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't gotten around to finishing that RPG I started though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, looking forward to dinner with Sis, a little looking forward to interview with Philine (cox it'll be fun! Except for the analysing bit) and and, to SATURDAY of course~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Song&lt;br /&gt;Beni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4061155704521281122-3605104333780145819?l=nightkine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/feeds/3605104333780145819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4061155704521281122&amp;postID=3605104333780145819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/3605104333780145819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/3605104333780145819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/2012/02/sad-song-to-happy-post-discontinuity.html' title='sad song to a happy post? discontinuity!'/><author><name>night-kine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15156536980416166876</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-4061155704521281122.post-8720591494234601778</id><published>2012-02-03T08:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-03T08:35:59.118-08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's war</title><content type='html'>Mweh...... mweh........ mweh........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just felt like saying this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting busy.. Then again, always was.. Just that I didn't do anything about it O___o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;It's War&lt;br /&gt;MBlaq&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4061155704521281122-8720591494234601778?l=nightkine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/feeds/8720591494234601778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4061155704521281122&amp;postID=8720591494234601778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/8720591494234601778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/8720591494234601778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/2012/02/its-war.html' title='it&apos;s war'/><author><name>night-kine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15156536980416166876</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-4061155704521281122.post-7523836147321831586</id><published>2012-02-02T01:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-02T01:32:11.220-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my brand of 'helium high' optimism</title><content type='html'>mwee mwee~! me ish back again. Break in between lvl 4 mod and malay mod desu~ Listening to music using com in AS7. Amazing how much more energized I feel after eating a piece of bread. hahhaax &gt;&lt; Anyway, that is not the main point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Main point today ish that, I asked my sis yesterday if I am very nua recently (nua dao I also feel it) and she said... "No lah... is VERY nua"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's just say that my brand of optimism comes at a price. hahax And to quote my sis, that I have been so optimistic since I returned from France that I seem "high on helium". Tians.. Is that good or bad? I don't really want to know (cox ownself know the ans lol) so so, quote sis again, "最近 you keep saying 'everything will work out in the end' (quote myself)".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mwee~ Me just being happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afternote: I still love BEANIE~!!! (maybe only sis will understand what I am talking about hahax)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I knew it&lt;br /&gt;Beast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4061155704521281122-7523836147321831586?l=nightkine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/feeds/7523836147321831586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4061155704521281122&amp;postID=7523836147321831586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/7523836147321831586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/7523836147321831586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/2012/02/my-brand-of-helium-high-optimism.html' title='my brand of &apos;helium high&apos; optimism'/><author><name>night-kine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15156536980416166876</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-4061155704521281122.post-68046823081341886</id><published>2012-01-31T22:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T22:32:22.121-08:00</updated><title type='text'>これから</title><content type='html'>felt quite pissed off today by the watson's staff. ok, more like super pissed off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regardless, suddenly just felt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;加油！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just had this feeling (even though I am still slacking away O________O) hahax&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out to 拜孔子 with dad and mum today~! Like the feeling of contentment. I may not be the best but I like where I am now =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;絶対 no regrets だから, happy with myself! XD (horrible 'japlish'? hahax)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Flower&lt;br /&gt;西野カナ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4061155704521281122-68046823081341886?l=nightkine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/feeds/68046823081341886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4061155704521281122&amp;postID=68046823081341886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/68046823081341886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/68046823081341886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/2012/01/blog-post_31.html' title='これから'/><author><name>night-kine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15156536980416166876</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-4061155704521281122.post-7124586735581691020</id><published>2012-01-30T01:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T01:16:22.753-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the excuse of jet lag</title><content type='html'>MWEE.... just felt like blogging while I'm waiting for La Pomme to finish printing her stuff =___=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recently, felt very very unproductive. and on top of that, the worst thing is that I still feel so darn tired. And no, I can't use jet lag as an excuse anymore TT___TT hahax&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, ... Je dois travailler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh no...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and and, happened to meet quite a few people today! Notably Joselyn hahax who's going off to Japan again on Tue TT__________TT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4061155704521281122-7124586735581691020?l=nightkine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/feeds/7124586735581691020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4061155704521281122&amp;postID=7124586735581691020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/7124586735581691020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/7124586735581691020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/2012/01/excuse-of-jet-lag.html' title='the excuse of jet lag'/><author><name>night-kine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15156536980416166876</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-4061155704521281122.post-6041706270640610090</id><published>2012-01-24T05:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T05:08:33.669-08:00</updated><title type='text'>why</title><content type='html'>mweh suddenly feel a little overwhelmed again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and like so many things to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not enough time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;叶わない恋でも... &lt;br /&gt;KG feat.滴草由実&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4061155704521281122-6041706270640610090?l=nightkine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/feeds/6041706270640610090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4061155704521281122&amp;postID=6041706270640610090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/6041706270640610090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/6041706270640610090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/2012/01/why.html' title='why'/><author><name>night-kine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15156536980416166876</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-4061155704521281122.post-9140940435712342283</id><published>2012-01-23T08:40:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T08:41:27.308-08:00</updated><title type='text'>创纪录</title><content type='html'>This year's 百年 was... fast. O________o shock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;愛してる&lt;br /&gt;Sally Miura feat. Cliff Edge&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4061155704521281122-9140940435712342283?l=nightkine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/feeds/9140940435712342283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4061155704521281122&amp;postID=9140940435712342283' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/9140940435712342283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/9140940435712342283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/2012/01/blog-post_23.html' title='创纪录'/><author><name>night-kine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15156536980416166876</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-4061155704521281122.post-6413292066249373784</id><published>2012-01-21T22:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T22:40:57.722-08:00</updated><title type='text'>always a place here for me</title><content type='html'>nweh nweh and without realising it (a lie), New Year is here desu~!!! hahax Spent the whole day just preparing to pray and then praying. So...... I did nothing related to studies O_________o oh no..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, disregarding that particular depressing thought for a while, I tided up (most of) my room! hahax It's great that the room is shared with sis! Means that I effectively only need to tidy up half of the room and yell at her for the other half (more like one third actually with all the junk of mine that keeps encroaching into her territory hahax)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 不要脸ness aside, feel like a lot of things have changed in my absence.. Quite amazing how much a place can change in such a short time (not so short maybe?). Apparently I have changed quite a fair share as well according to sis O______o Too bad never become more beautiful hahahax Yeps, and even handwriting has changed (still cannot forget sis' expression when she said that she was shocked my handwriting became slanted) hahahax&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mm hmm... there's still nothing like home. hahax Came back to find lotsa junk in my wardrobe though O_______________O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;どんなに離れても&lt;br /&gt;KG &amp; Azu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4061155704521281122-6413292066249373784?l=nightkine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/feeds/6413292066249373784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4061155704521281122&amp;postID=6413292066249373784' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/6413292066249373784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/6413292066249373784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/2012/01/always-place-here-for-me.html' title='always a place here for me'/><author><name>night-kine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15156536980416166876</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-4061155704521281122.post-4734564052462632549</id><published>2012-01-19T23:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-20T00:01:36.086-08:00</updated><title type='text'>when above average means you suck</title><content type='html'>came back to post somemore cox dun feel like studying.. yet hahax&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it's quite ridiculous how busy I've been recently also, considering the fact that I just arrived back in Singapore like 2 days ago? =____= Already have an assignment due in 4 days for example.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, it makes me super darn irritated when some people start wasting my time over something really really trivial. =______= Feel a bit like saying "oi you can get a life anot ar? and preferably one that doesn't involve me" Can see how irritated I am with all the 有的没的。 Not to mention all the 'you have a good life and I don't' grumblings I get. You seriously can't imagine how often I get that and then after everything, they tell me things like "oh I didn't know my CAP is so much higher than your's" ...... waliew. can don't bother me anot.... I really wanna say "congrats" lah but when you keep rubbing it 'in my face', it's really..... buay ta han dao max. Esp with my jet lag and lack of sleep now, you better pray I don't punch you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just came back home not long ago from some fast speed shopping to grab new year clothes and go dental appt, buy some snacks to pacify my irritated self. Still kena criticised for my choice of clothes by mum. Is not you wear right? *rolls eyes* And besides, there is only so much you can buy while doing everything within like 2 days? And plus I haven even start on my studies.. wth. Still keep nagging and nagging about how I never go cut hair etc. *rolls eyes X 2* Seriously, I've been getting so many complaints about how my hair is messy etc etc, from both friends and family, that I am so FREAKING IRRITATED. which part of "I will go and cut as soon as I get the time to sleep properly" do you not understand? The fact that I have been sleeping less than 8 hours even though I got back to Singapore? Like with the clothes, it's MY hair ok. So just live with it and shut up. &amp;$&amp;^*&amp;*@^(@*) irritated max. Not like I go around telling the same person every single time I meet him/her that his/her hair got prob lor. waliew weh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yeah, that just concludes a small part of my irritation for these few days. ohya and what else leh? Like I not busy enough, suddenly I am the 'savior' to consult for EVERYTHING. TV spoil? ask sylvia. go interview? ask sylvia. What to write for expected salary? Ask sylvia. WHETHER OR NOT YOU SHOULD APPLY FOR THE JOB? ASK SYLVIA. I mean seriously. It's not me who is applying right. And it's not my life. PLUS, it is not me who is going to sit there at the interview telling the person why the hell you chose that job. Oh, and I don't watch the TV. Wasn't me who bought it. Wasn't me who know what the hell is wrong with it. Hell, I didn't even know the brand was LG before I made the call. In short, I don't feel like I am dealing with adults. As much as I really love you guys, and it's going to be way too late to tell the people in question to grow up (at this age, if you haven't, I can't hope for anything much), I really really need a break from this crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think i am too used to having my freedom in France when i practically only need to take care of my stuff. And no, I don't need to call for TV repairs. Nor do I need to think of reasons to apply for a job I am not applying for. And I totally don't need to comfort people who do not need comforting and have ridiculous expectations and thinking that CAP of 3.5 is the end of the world. Wonder what the hell my sister and other friends should have done. Go commit suicide? *rolls eyes* Apparently some people don't understand what is the meaning of "above average". CAP 3.5 can apply MOE scholarship le by the way. *rolls eyes X 100*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4061155704521281122-4734564052462632549?l=nightkine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/feeds/4734564052462632549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4061155704521281122&amp;postID=4734564052462632549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/4734564052462632549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/4734564052462632549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/2012/01/when-above-average-means-you-suck.html' title='when above average means you suck'/><author><name>night-kine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15156536980416166876</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-4061155704521281122.post-4524843917777895301</id><published>2012-01-19T23:29:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T23:29:53.178-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ただいま</title><content type='html'>feels good to be home&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4061155704521281122-4524843917777895301?l=nightkine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/feeds/4524843917777895301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4061155704521281122&amp;postID=4524843917777895301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/4524843917777895301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/4524843917777895301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/2012/01/blog-post.html' title='ただいま'/><author><name>night-kine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15156536980416166876</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-4061155704521281122.post-3392704260550286621</id><published>2012-01-09T11:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T11:56:05.239-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i am still alive. YAY! no wait, BOO!</title><content type='html'>It's been SUCH A LONG TIME SINCE I LAST UPDATED. Felt that it merited some CAPS virtual shouting. hahax&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, I am still alive. Barely. But still happily alive. hahax I am now currently still stuck in France (note keyword: stuck) and it's STILL the exams period here (refer to keyword again). Which explains why I am a little 'sort sort' right now. hahax&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mweh mweh so what happened after the last post nweh? (I even had to read my own blog to recap. wth) The sore throat and flu lovingly cultivated and transferred from Paris grew up. Into a full blown fever. #&amp;*&amp;(#(#&amp; Needless to say, I spent the entire week of study break recovering from the fever and rushing reports until 'early in the morning' despite said fever. Which again explains why it took one week. AND, the most blasted thing about this fever is that it is almost sentient. JUST when i finally relented into seeing the doctor (and was dreaming up heavenly notions of skipping exams because of MC), it subsided. The day before my exams started. *&amp;(&amp;#$*$(&amp;#(#* sucks right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the average amount of time I spend on each exam is 3 hours preparation. Literally before the exam. All time record: half hour preparation before while eating lunch. Come out of exam hall, continue to eat lunch. =_________= I think I have no more feeling left from taking too many exams. Like waking up and brushing teeth liddat. It has become a routine activity (good news?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mweh so after 7 (plus today) exams and 2 papers down (the prof kindly gave me an extension of one day after i sent him a rather suicidal sounding email that culminated in a "I AM VERY STRESSED RIGHT NOW" in French). Highest record of pages for reports is now 67 pages. I had to bind it. And spend money on the binding. #&amp;(*#&amp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now 3 more papers to go, 1 oral presentation (that the prof said NO ppt and it is a ONE TO ONE presentation since I need to leave before the presentation week. i.e. I don't even know what the hell to present on) and a very cranky me left with a lot of admin to do also. What type of admin nweh? "Wanna close a bank account? TAKE AN APPOINTMENT. And return another day. THANKS~." this type of admin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So recently I have been feeling rather *@^@&amp;@. Thanks to people telling me to prove the most ridiculous thing. As if CORS wasn't bad enough with their "PROVE UR EXAM PERIOD" (yes apparently my words are not very trustworthy), now I have a "PROVE UR BIRTH". Own right? it's like I have to prove my own existence. The funniest thing is that I don't even know whether to laugh or cry. Do I exist or not? Philosophical question huh. If I can apply for a VISA and a passport, and you got my VISA and passport copy, it makes sense that I have to be BORN FIRST RIGHT? ... Humans can be really quite idiotic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then to add on the icing, I have classes in Singapore. That have already started. Yes, without me. So, there is this term I used in my email called "Catch up". And I'm starting to really hate it. Yes, ok fine. I hate it already, not starting nia. Esp when the prof tells you that the mod you are taking is in high demand. And not to forget to hand in assignments. Let's just say that I spent a bloody 1000 points on that module. It's quite hard to forget about it or even consider dropping it even if I am going to miss 2 weeks of lessons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIGH. In short, after ranting for SO LONG, I am tired. Really. And the prospect of having NO HOLIDAYS when I get back to Singapore just frankly sucks. It's like right UP THERE. Haix.... That said, the profs are generally all very understanding. And yes, I have to catch up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@(&amp;@(*&amp;@(@&amp;()@*@)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4061155704521281122-3392704260550286621?l=nightkine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/feeds/3392704260550286621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4061155704521281122&amp;postID=3392704260550286621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/3392704260550286621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/3392704260550286621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/2012/01/i-am-still-alive-yay-no-wait-boo.html' title='i am still alive. YAY! no wait, BOO!'/><author><name>night-kine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15156536980416166876</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-4061155704521281122.post-279938924430651747</id><published>2011-12-27T01:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-27T01:55:56.620-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sore throat and flu</title><content type='html'>feel a little miserable that I am falling ill. =( And because I caught the disease from my host and her sister... haix... it is exam period and winter somemore sia. =( Throat hurts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And actually my whole body hurts from one too many nights of coach-sleeping =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tian ar&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4061155704521281122-279938924430651747?l=nightkine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/feeds/279938924430651747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4061155704521281122&amp;postID=279938924430651747' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/279938924430651747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/279938924430651747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/2011/12/sore-throat-and-flu.html' title='sore throat and flu'/><author><name>night-kine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15156536980416166876</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4061155704521281122.post-6164661840161169417</id><published>2011-12-23T13:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-23T13:38:41.932-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ppl couch-surf, i couch-sleep</title><content type='html'>haven't blogged in ages. And that kinda shows how busy I am =(((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still not back from my backpacking trip actually... I'm in Lyon now after spending 3 days each in barcelona and strasbourg. with my huge luggage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mm... it snowed heavily in grenoble! But I missed it. DAMMIT. =((( Oh and it was 5 degrees celsius with rain and ltos of wind in Stras and was freezing like mad. Can't even begin to imagine how winter is like =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok gtg for now....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have to sleep in living room couch starting today =((((&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4061155704521281122-6164661840161169417?l=nightkine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/feeds/6164661840161169417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4061155704521281122&amp;postID=6164661840161169417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/6164661840161169417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/6164661840161169417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/2011/12/ppl-couch-surf-i-couch-sleep.html' title='ppl couch-surf, i couch-sleep'/><author><name>night-kine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15156536980416166876</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-4061155704521281122.post-7747327146906657883</id><published>2011-12-15T15:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-15T15:31:47.633-08:00</updated><title type='text'>be in 2 places at once</title><content type='html'>Life really really sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got blamed for something that wasn't even my fault at... let's see, 12.30am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I have classes at 0830. And from 0830-1230 but no, the prof wants to see me at 0900-1230. What the hell am I supposed to do?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4061155704521281122-7747327146906657883?l=nightkine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/feeds/7747327146906657883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4061155704521281122&amp;postID=7747327146906657883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/7747327146906657883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/7747327146906657883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/2011/12/be-in-2-places-at-once.html' title='be in 2 places at once'/><author><name>night-kine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15156536980416166876</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-4061155704521281122.post-8065572821618022416</id><published>2011-12-08T10:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T10:55:24.719-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my heart broke</title><content type='html'>My laptop casing... broke TT_______TT As in chunks of it broke off because it crashed to the floor after I tripped on the wire in the room. SAD SAD!!! Totally depressed... my beloved Fujitsu... And now the "s" key is extremely unresponsive after the crash and I really need to press it very hard for it to respond =((((((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And and the biggest chunk that broke is the back of the laptop where because my battery wasn't inserted, there was no support and the ridge received the brunt of the fall. And because I tripped when I was rushing to open the door for Min Jing who wanted to borrow rice....... I would have gladly given her the entire bag of rice to avoid this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope the technician can fix all this in Singapore... Are unresponsive keys fixable? My Fujitsu is really pro to be able to survive such an irresponsible owner though.. 2 more projects to go for this sem and CORS bidding! Sigh why is it that my laptop always has to go for maintenance after going to France? =((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh and 1) I got scolded by secretary again yesterday. Sigh lousy affinity with French secretaries&lt;br /&gt;2) I finally finished Didactics assignment and handed it in!! YEAAAAAAH!&lt;br /&gt;3) Miraculously got a good grade for Lexicology (in my opinion cox its not really THAT great hahax)&lt;br /&gt;4) Going Lyon tomorrow for fete des lumieres and staying there for the weekend~&lt;br /&gt;5) Latin exam next week ... SHIT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, have to end on a bad note since i am pessimistic hahax And still depressed over lappy =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be alright later.... Never give up desu~!!! JIAYOU-ing with Fujitsu hahahax&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;恋焦がれて&lt;br /&gt;Beni&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4061155704521281122-8065572821618022416?l=nightkine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/feeds/8065572821618022416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4061155704521281122&amp;postID=8065572821618022416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/8065572821618022416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/8065572821618022416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/2011/12/my-heart-broke.html' title='my heart broke'/><author><name>night-kine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15156536980416166876</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-4061155704521281122.post-5909353103529580848</id><published>2011-12-05T06:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T06:28:00.369-08:00</updated><title type='text'>desireen</title><content type='html'>Oh and and you are always important desu =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIAYOU~~~~~~~~~~!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*slinks off to slog at assignment* hahahax&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4061155704521281122-5909353103529580848?l=nightkine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/feeds/5909353103529580848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4061155704521281122&amp;postID=5909353103529580848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/5909353103529580848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/5909353103529580848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/2011/12/desireen.html' title='desireen'/><author><name>night-kine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15156536980416166876</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-4061155704521281122.post-6310047372331288973</id><published>2011-12-05T06:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T06:23:08.956-08:00</updated><title type='text'>il faut travailler.... comme d'habitude</title><content type='html'>The languages are all mixing up in my head. O___O I'm starting to write french equivalents of a word when I need the English one, and then staring at it for so long wondering what exactly makes me think that I spelled wrongly when it's in a totally different language. What the...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and and I keep saying that I wanna blog about things but I never O______o tian ar... really busy dao bao. I like average sleeping at 3am recently. It is just .... siao de lor. =_____________= So in point form (for now):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- went to marché du Noel! (christmas market), the "e" has accent but lazy type hahax&lt;br /&gt;- went to soirée du breton~! (had yummy crepes and people playing accordian etc~!)&lt;br /&gt;- disgusting prof suddenly decided (after returning the scripts) that she dun wan the midterm to be 50% after all and wanna have an exam that takes up 25% of the grades. LIEW WEH. So I really have 11 exams in the end&lt;br /&gt;- chionged my methodology assignment out (only the annex and analysis plus summary of observations) and its already 15 pages times new roman font 11 NO double space ok. Damn siao. Not to mention I sieved through HUNDREDS and HUNDREDS of entries and had to analyse every single one (just 20th century for one of the corpuses alone was 177 occurrences) In short, I hate methodology&lt;br /&gt;- phonetics prof also decided last minute he wanna have a midterm (what is wrong with the people here)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and lots of other things! (getting lazy again hahax or rather, tired).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... now I need to&lt;br /&gt;1) chiong a didactics assignment by thursday (haven even read finish lectures)&lt;br /&gt;2) study for latin exam next week (haven even started after mid term)&lt;br /&gt;3) derive a research question and establish bibliography for a 1-1 consultation with pratextes prof next tue (totally havent touch)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In short,.... I am so tired. And so screwed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well at least my aunt is not furious at me for losing the glove. =x Wonder if it makes me obliged to teach her son though next sem O___O Wonder if I have enough time in the first place. Ohya and the CORS things I have to do, cancelling bank accounts etc, catching up on NUS syllabus when I miss classes etc etc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why like never end de?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still super looking forward to spending fete des lumieres at Lyon this weekend though! hahahax And of course to Dec vacations when I will be going to Barcelona and Strasbourg! XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4061155704521281122-6310047372331288973?l=nightkine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/feeds/6310047372331288973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4061155704521281122&amp;postID=6310047372331288973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/6310047372331288973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/6310047372331288973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/2011/12/il-faut-travailler-comme-dhabitude.html' title='il faut travailler.... comme d&apos;habitude'/><author><name>night-kine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15156536980416166876</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-4061155704521281122.post-2984183616711319894</id><published>2011-12-01T13:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T14:00:33.242-08:00</updated><title type='text'>this stinks. big time.</title><content type='html'>I REALLY REALLY HATE THIS FRIGGIN ASSIGNMENT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4061155704521281122-2984183616711319894?l=nightkine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/feeds/2984183616711319894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4061155704521281122&amp;postID=2984183616711319894' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/2984183616711319894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/2984183616711319894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/2011/12/this-stinks-big-time.html' title='this stinks. big time.'/><author><name>night-kine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15156536980416166876</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-4061155704521281122.post-7510211466124467331</id><published>2011-11-27T13:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T13:16:01.722-08:00</updated><title type='text'>me not giving up desu~!!! hrmphx</title><content type='html'>Working hard~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One in a million&lt;br /&gt;Beni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4061155704521281122-7510211466124467331?l=nightkine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/feeds/7510211466124467331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4061155704521281122&amp;postID=7510211466124467331' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/7510211466124467331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/7510211466124467331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/2011/11/me-not-giving-up-desu-hrmphx.html' title='me not giving up desu~!!! hrmphx'/><author><name>night-kine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15156536980416166876</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-4061155704521281122.post-7227110874865410778</id><published>2011-11-26T14:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-26T14:29:31.714-08:00</updated><title type='text'>data - deh dar - dead ar</title><content type='html'>I would rather take another midterm test in French than do this essay. It's that bad. Sieving through mountains of French data from corpus TT________TT I WANT TO DIE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh not that I even have that choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of good stuff and bad stuff and happening stuff happened recently. Shall blog about it when I have more time&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4061155704521281122-7227110874865410778?l=nightkine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/feeds/7227110874865410778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4061155704521281122&amp;postID=7227110874865410778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/7227110874865410778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/7227110874865410778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/2011/11/data-deh-dar-dead-ar.html' title='data - deh dar - dead ar'/><author><name>night-kine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15156536980416166876</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-4061155704521281122.post-754394295744418139</id><published>2011-11-21T07:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-21T07:11:13.816-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the worst</title><content type='html'>Apparently it isn't possible to always be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just lost one of my aunt's gloves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does this always happen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am I going to do...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4061155704521281122-754394295744418139?l=nightkine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/feeds/754394295744418139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4061155704521281122&amp;postID=754394295744418139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/754394295744418139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/754394295744418139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/2011/11/worst.html' title='the worst'/><author><name>night-kine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15156536980416166876</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-4061155704521281122.post-4202795240390570980</id><published>2011-11-20T15:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-20T15:19:13.466-08:00</updated><title type='text'>突然寂しくなった</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;もう二度と・・・&lt;br /&gt;Beni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;もう一度会いたいよ&lt;br /&gt;声聞きたいよ&lt;br /&gt;Tell me why you had to go&lt;br /&gt;その手放せないよ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4061155704521281122-4202795240390570980?l=nightkine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/feeds/4202795240390570980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4061155704521281122&amp;postID=4202795240390570980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/4202795240390570980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/4202795240390570980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/2011/11/blog-post_20.html' title='突然寂しくなった'/><author><name>night-kine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15156536980416166876</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-4061155704521281122.post-3201754442499978001</id><published>2011-11-18T12:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T14:16:22.189-08:00</updated><title type='text'>adult scorpio</title><content type='html'>I am now officially (ok not yet but I will be in 2 hours time) an adult scorpio. hahax In singapore time at least. Much to the horror of sis I guess O____o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm... somehow somehow feel like I should write something since it is THE 21st birthday and it isn't going to come twice. Then again, which birthday comes twice? O____o Ok ok I better not ruin this post with Syl's nonsensical thoughts again. hahax It's becoming a proper noun already that phrase.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ehto.... So I really don't have anything much to say. (after blathering on for so long about NOTHING) hahax I guess maybe because all the most important things cannot be said or expressed that easily for me. Numerous things happened to me over the course of these few months; perhaps even too many for me to recollect clearly when and what each distinct event was about. Nonetheless, they all served to shape the person I am now, someone whom I hope is different from who I started off as before I left Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for whether or not I regret leaving Singapore on my 21st birthday, I never really dwelt a lot on the prospect of spending my 'special day' overseas (almost) alone and 'disconnected' from the people whom I have either known for my whole life (my family and yes, this is a statement that only the youngest has the privilege to say), or have known for a very long time (friends). I did notice it, and grumble a lot about it before I left Singapore, but I never really sat down and thought about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around a few weeks before today, I felt a little alone and thought about spending my birthday... alone. It just felt a little emptier somewhat, without the prospect of having red dyed eggs with mee sua for dinner, being pampered and spoiled, and even the awkward moment in our family when everyone always end up being embarrassed about having to sing the birthday song with the candles all lit up and all (it always end up being so .. weird. hahax We kinda just rush towards the ending part of eating the cake). And yes, I tried to search for mee sua here. I only found mee hun O_________o And soba noodles. I was even debating if I should buy the soba noodles and pretend its mee sua. hahax I didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A week before today, I had gotten so busy I didn't even notice my birthday was coming. On the 14th Nov (syntax 2 midterm test), I shocked myself when I asked Sijie for the date to write on the script, and she told me it was 14th Nov. My first thought was "Oh... it's near to my birthday. How come I didn't realise. And didn't start counting down.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few days before today, the surprises started popping up left, right and well, in France. Birthday cards from Emily (Singapore), Vanessa (Edinburg), Desireen (Singapore). Birthday parcel of all the Japanese goodies that I love so much, from Desireen and Jeremy. A box of chocolates from Sung Ka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, the birthday wishings started flooding in from Facebook. Lapkan, Jia Haur, Jian Fei, Cherrie, Steffi, Li Ling etc with their sweet words that warmed my heart and made me forget all about my selfish wishes for "mini sun" in France and my cold feet (literal). hahax Of course, Nana FINALLY admits she loves me. See? Miracles happen on the 21st hahax And she gave me one of the few things that somehow (weird as it may seem) comes by rather rarely for my birthdays : a birthday song. Somehow somehow, "Happy birthday" wishes are always the norm and not so much the song, although its traditional to sing the song during the day itself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I digressed. Now that I am in France, I feel as though I have 2 birthdays. hahax Because technically, my birthday hasn't even arrived and yet I feel a little as though it has already passed me by. It is a weird feeling. But a happy weird feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since I reached here, where I will remain for 2 more months, I have learned so much, relied on past knowledge where I needed to, improvised when times got a little tough, etc etc and ... matured as a person yet again. People really do thrive in adversity sometimes huh.. However minuscule the adversity may seem in relation to that of others, it doesn't really make it any less worthwhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmm I digressed again. I am very thankful for all the friends that have kept in contact with me even though we are quite literally oceans apart already hahax They kept me safe, gave me warmth and laughter (I have the bad habit of laughing to myself when reading letters and getting excited and Kya-ing in my room), cheered me up when I'm down, made me cry when I miss them out of loneliness and then filled my heart with joy again with promises to catch up once I get back to Singapore. I keep saying this but I really don't understand what I ever did to deserve them (and the amazing family I have back home). But I have given up on trying to figure it out. I guess I never will. So I shall just try to treasure them as much as they do for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was once when Sijie saw me replying to the numerous snail mail letters in my file (an assortment of coloured envelopes from different friends) and she said something akin to admiring (? I hope I remember correctly) the fact that I received so many snail mails (and there were still more in my room). I felt really really happy and fortunate at that moment. It's not that Sijie is any 'less loved' or anything of that sort, but simply that I was always a 'snail mail' type of person. In fact probably almost all my friends know that I love writing and receiving letters... (I had the childhood dream of being a postman due to my love of snail mail). So to me, to have letters coming in from Singapore, to look forward everyday after a tiring day of school to checking my 'pigeon hole' for letters other than bank statements, really means the world to me. It is part of what drives me on, even now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Emily and her distinctive purple envelopes with Singapore botanic gardens stamp hahax Colourful rainbow stickers, kawaii animal stickers, handmade card, scrapbooking, understanding....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Desireen and her trademark embossed letter paper, always with beautiful stamps, For You and XDXD letter stickers, doggy company, e-mails e-mails, talking about anything, everything, without fear...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Gor and his (claims to be same as me) dark humour, ridiculous photos, even more ridiculous updates on the humorous things happening back home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Nana and her Hello kitty note, bashing Saussure 'read my mind' prof with Yosuke 'read my mind' online, telling me to use common sense, letting me do 'intelligence suction' hahax, all the ridiculous and serious things we come up with, never ending support (and bringing my ego down to a reasonable portion of course hahax)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- FuKang and his worrying whenever I never skype for quite some time (whether I fainted again and if I've been eating enough hahax), teaching me the concept of Median even though I'm in France and he's going to have exams soon, いろんなありがとう...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, there are a lot more people =) To express my thanks to etc (Sijie included hahax), especially all my friends who are currently in Grenoble as well... But space and time is limited and I have already ranted on and on for very long already =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The me slightly before 21, triumphant from the battle with the scarf (trying to shape it into a bunny ear):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b6PcUcnz0Wk/TsbGZnOn6xI/AAAAAAAAAEw/NZ7_ncA6RR4/s1600/Picture%2B0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b6PcUcnz0Wk/TsbGZnOn6xI/AAAAAAAAAEw/NZ7_ncA6RR4/s320/Picture%2B0001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676442523676437266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True happiness is now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fearless&lt;br /&gt;Taylor Swift&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4061155704521281122-3201754442499978001?l=nightkine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/feeds/3201754442499978001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4061155704521281122&amp;postID=3201754442499978001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/3201754442499978001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/3201754442499978001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/2011/11/adult-scorpio.html' title='adult scorpio'/><author><name>night-kine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15156536980416166876</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b6PcUcnz0Wk/TsbGZnOn6xI/AAAAAAAAAEw/NZ7_ncA6RR4/s72-c/Picture%2B0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4061155704521281122.post-5881938500855527191</id><published>2011-11-14T07:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T07:24:49.223-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I can be stronger</title><content type='html'>I should be studying...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, there is always a "but" somewhere O__O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mweh today's midterm was horrible but I kinda got desensitised. Don't really feel anything much anymore. Just mildly irritated compared to past reactions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hate people who smoke in their rooms =( The smell spreads to the corridor.. EW And having to pass by the congregation of smokers to get through the main door of the university is very er xin also =(((( Sian...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I learnt how to tie bunny ear on scarf! hahax Though looks more like double chin on me =___= hahax Was quite motivated to learn after this morning (0830 class) when I got a bit traumatised at not being able to feel my nose after the short walk to school O__O It was really cold... Not just the normal smoke puffing from mouth cold either but the "I need to let down my hair so my ears don't freeze" cold. =x I can feel winter coming hahax&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stronger&lt;br /&gt;AI feat 加藤ミリヤ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4061155704521281122-5881938500855527191?l=nightkine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/feeds/5881938500855527191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4061155704521281122&amp;postID=5881938500855527191' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/5881938500855527191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/5881938500855527191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-can-be-stronger.html' title='I can be stronger'/><author><name>night-kine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15156536980416166876</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4061155704521281122.post-8970665542909267305</id><published>2011-11-13T02:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T02:31:07.880-08:00</updated><title type='text'>liar professor</title><content type='html'>I hate neologisms....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was one too many 3am&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4061155704521281122-8970665542909267305?l=nightkine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/feeds/8970665542909267305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4061155704521281122&amp;postID=8970665542909267305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/8970665542909267305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/8970665542909267305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/2011/11/liar-professor.html' title='liar professor'/><author><name>night-kine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15156536980416166876</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-4061155704521281122.post-8309092062759660360</id><published>2011-11-11T05:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T10:36:39.362-08:00</updated><title type='text'>太幸福的小孩 even with Mont Blanc</title><content type='html'>my 辛辛苦苦 reduced to bukit timah paper mountain has decided to evolve into Mont blanc status again.... *Sigh with fatigue*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon looking at my 'completed' pile, I realised that I have actually done a lot. But upon looking at the Mont Blanc balancing perilously at the end of the table, threating to expand its existence onto the foreign territory also called "the floor", I can only conclude that apparently I haven't been doing enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It never ends does it? No wait, that was a rhetorical question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have... 1 midterm on Monday (haven't touch at all and I need to finish a bloody French book), another on Thursday (also not touched yet), an essay due in 2 weeks (haven't even wrote a word) and... another midterm in the same week etc etc. (don't even bother to continue listing my miseries). And and, the prof CHEATED me. He said that half of the midterm (the part on the book) is MCQ. End up now its short answer questions. (which are damn hard judging from the sample qn given) DAMMIT. DIE YOU DIE!!!! so irritated la....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah!!! My angelic neighbour just dropped by again!! (&gt;///&lt;)o With a can of chilled coke and a pile of cookies. AHHHHHHHH~ I think I am really really really going straight to hell TT____TT I only gave him 1 red apple so far!! SAD. I can see B21 looming up ahead le... oh man *panic panic*. Mweh but he's so sweet!!! (&gt;//&lt;) happy~ Made my day seem better desu~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This really confirms my belief that I must have been a saint or angel in my past life. Otherwise why do I keep meeting such amazing people in my life who just keep pampering and spoiling me when I am so evil TT___TT Even just recently...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; Sungka (the angel who did so many things, showed me the supermarket to get cheaper stuff, etc etc etc)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; Nana (this one dunnid say le. Let's just say that she spoils me to the extent of sending G1 pen refills over to France when i complained that pens were expensive here)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; Gor (sending me ridiculously embarrassing emails and photos that always make me rofl almost literally, and which I think made my neighbours think I am siao for laughing to myself)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; Desireen (all the letters, cards, emails where we talk about anything/everything and listening to me whine and rant and being spoiled even though I'm the one who signed up for this exchange)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; Vanessa (Sending me a birthday card all the way although she is on exchange and should be enjoying her time instead of bothering with people like me who didn't even do anything much for her TT___TT)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; Emily (for collecting the module mapping forms even though she is so darn busy with exams and assignments and totally doesn't even need to do something that is not urgent and has no relevance to herself. Listening to me go on and on and on about linguistics etc)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; Joselyn (chatting with me on msn despite the HUGE time difference between France and Japan, and the kawaii postcard that i still can't bear to make into a pop-up)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; Fukang (always being on Skype even when he is busy studying, and bearing with late hours in Singapore to chat with me, worrying if anything happened when I am not online and encouraging me on FB)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; Raymond (calling M1 up to solve my ... disgusting hp problem, leaving messages on my wall to tell me not to be so stressed etc etc, and bearing with incessant whining somemore.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; Panda (for everything everything before and during France, too many to even say)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; La Pomme (who keep grumbling about me complaining I did nothing when I did something hahax And then listening to me alternate amongst hysterical laughter, crying and whining and then, trying to comfort me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&gt; Jasmine, Jeremy, Rebecca etc who invited me to their birthday parties but I couldn't attend TT________TT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And and..... so many more to list and to think that this is just recently... TT___TT 太幸福的小孩&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今すぐ会いたくて&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;いますぐに&lt;br /&gt;Azu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4061155704521281122-8309092062759660360?l=nightkine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/feeds/8309092062759660360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4061155704521281122&amp;postID=8309092062759660360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/8309092062759660360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/8309092062759660360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/2011/11/blog-post_11.html' title='太幸福的小孩 even with Mont Blanc'/><author><name>night-kine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15156536980416166876</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-4061155704521281122.post-5726231617789642257</id><published>2011-11-08T09:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T09:16:20.171-08:00</updated><title type='text'>not dead yet</title><content type='html'>MWEH! today was my beloved english class again hahax Until the exams tt is, then i'm sure the adj beloved will be cancelled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, having the duck with cauliflower and white mushroom soup again~ mm it still tastes good so I guess I wasn't just hungry yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I found out that I have another essay due. and the lexicology midterm next monday is going to be very bian tai judging by today's sample questions. Sigh... they just can't be contented with giving easy stuff. dammit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I'm still alive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4061155704521281122-5726231617789642257?l=nightkine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/feeds/5726231617789642257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4061155704521281122&amp;postID=5726231617789642257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/5726231617789642257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/5726231617789642257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/2011/11/not-dead-yet.html' title='not dead yet'/><author><name>night-kine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15156536980416166876</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-4061155704521281122.post-2063255666216587279</id><published>2011-11-08T09:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-08T09:13:01.570-08:00</updated><title type='text'>nonsensical ramblings</title><content type='html'>7 November 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner was soup which consisted of duck…. With cauliflowers and white mushrooms. O_____o What can I say? The cauliflower was rotting.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if mum will have a heart attack if she knew what I am cooking up in France. Literally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It tasted good though….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I love you が言えなくて&lt;br /&gt;May’S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okayy.. it’s 12.13am and still doing French summary. I cut too many words and ended up with 167 words when I need 277 words!? What the hell…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4061155704521281122-2063255666216587279?l=nightkine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/feeds/2063255666216587279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4061155704521281122&amp;postID=2063255666216587279' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/2063255666216587279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/2063255666216587279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/2011/11/nonsensical-ramblings.html' title='nonsensical ramblings'/><author><name>night-kine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15156536980416166876</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-4061155704521281122.post-6879718901766081424</id><published>2011-11-07T06:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T06:06:38.729-08:00</updated><title type='text'>small things in my life</title><content type='html'>*burp* I just had a late lunch not long ago... hahax I bought quail eggs! Seeing the rows of eggs lined up on the shelf (chicken and quail), I can almost hear the cholesterol alarm bells ringing in my head already O______o Must remember to limit myself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the small things that I learnt in France:&lt;br /&gt;- How to cook lunch in 19 minutes O__O&lt;br /&gt;- To go to the supermarket in early on Monday and Wednesday to avoid long queues and unpleasant bumping. NEVER go on Friday afternoon or Saturday else I'll need to spend at least half an hour queuing. Damn ridiculous...&lt;br /&gt;- The leaves on the ground are really like the drama maple leaves type!&lt;br /&gt;- Trees really go bald during autumn and there are piles of leaves everywhere&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whistle~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Lady&lt;br /&gt;대국남아&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4061155704521281122-6879718901766081424?l=nightkine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/feeds/6879718901766081424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4061155704521281122&amp;postID=6879718901766081424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/6879718901766081424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/6879718901766081424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/2011/11/small-things-in-my-life.html' title='small things in my life'/><author><name>night-kine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15156536980416166876</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-4061155704521281122.post-4087222433262171516</id><published>2011-11-07T06:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T06:01:18.620-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the huge mistake</title><content type='html'>6 November 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just discovered something that is worse than failing midterm tests, whether French, English or Mathematics. Something that is way worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that is going to the dorm shower, and discovering only AFTER you have showered… that you have forgotten to bring your bathing towel. And to make the night perfect, everyone else on the level has returned to the residence since you decided to bathe late tonight, and your room is at the end of the corridor, furthest from the dorm shower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t ask me how I got back to the room. Let’s just say that I miss yelling at family members to help me retrieve a towel TT____TT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4061155704521281122-4087222433262171516?l=nightkine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/feeds/4087222433262171516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4061155704521281122&amp;postID=4087222433262171516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/4087222433262171516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/4087222433262171516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/2011/11/huge-mistake.html' title='the huge mistake'/><author><name>night-kine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15156536980416166876</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-4061155704521281122.post-2444075862790128941</id><published>2011-11-06T02:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-06T02:39:17.559-08:00</updated><title type='text'>my confused inner world</title><content type='html'>MWEH! Mmm mmm I've kinda gotten over the Linguistique Generale horrible mid term test le hahax Sis therapy is the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I kinda spent yesterday doing... nothing O_______o shock. hahax I went out for a 'walk to the park' with my Laos and another Shanghai 'residence mate'. And in the end, we ended up walking for 3 hours plus straight. Very scary.. hahax Just kept walking and chatting. All the way to Parc de l'ile d'amour (can't type accents now, there's supposed to be an accent circonflex on the "i") yeps~ It basically means park of the love island? Crossed a bridge and a forest like place to get there, then we walked all the way through the park to reach some residential place and walk back through to the other side and to another residential place (back pass the bridge also) and then through to the other tram stop and to the supermarket to get some stuff and then back to the hostel. Let's just say that I was glad I was wearing comfy boots and a down jacket when the sun set and the wind turned chilly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh and I stocked up a lot of chocolate supplies. hahax Two slabs of Ritter sport (1 caramel with hazelnuts and 1 dark chocolate with whole hazelnuts), 1 box of 6 mini mars bars. Mwee~ I tried the caramel hazelnuts de le! Ish sho delicious~ And yesterday's dinner was dinde (turkey).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohya the point of why I wanted to blog today... I had a very weird dream O___O Ehto I dreamt that I was working at the airport, and am supposed to check passenger's insurance (!?) to make sure they have medical insurance and key details into the terminal before letting them board the plane. And ehto... I met Zhijuan (whose application got problem) and Sijie and then I dreamt of going outside to ask Nana what to do, and my boss was the teacher during internship!??! Very LUAN. and I came back to find out that Chengying was helping me key the data while I was gone and she was going to go for lunchbreak with Song Han and Jasmine once I came back. Er.... let's just say that I duno wth is going on. hahax And when I woke up I thought I was in Singapore again cox it was warm and comfy. Then realised oh Grenoble cox too dry liao. hahax What the...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe&lt;br /&gt;Nishino Kana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4061155704521281122-2444075862790128941?l=nightkine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/feeds/2444075862790128941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4061155704521281122&amp;postID=2444075862790128941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/2444075862790128941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/2444075862790128941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/2011/11/my-confused-inner-world.html' title='my confused inner world'/><author><name>night-kine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15156536980416166876</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-4061155704521281122.post-6124757853963429799</id><published>2011-11-05T02:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T02:37:41.979-07:00</updated><title type='text'>baguette eater</title><content type='html'>Mweh~~ I'm eating baguette desu.. Ok maybe I should say that I am having breakfast. hahax&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday quite funny, a bit freaked over discovering MSG content in my white fish plus crab spread and then wondered if I am consuming a lot of MSG over here. Then went over to check all my other cans and then discovered... its only this can have lor. =__= so at least my other canned food are healthier? I hope...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohya, it keeps raining recently (from yesterday morning until now... so kua zhang) so I couldn't go to the supermarket again sian. Oh but I have food bought from wednesday to cook. I just wanted to stock up a bit on moisturing cream etc since I only have 1 extra tin on standby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Babble babble on~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One way love&lt;br /&gt;西野カナ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4061155704521281122-6124757853963429799?l=nightkine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/feeds/6124757853963429799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4061155704521281122&amp;postID=6124757853963429799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/6124757853963429799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/6124757853963429799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/2011/11/baguette-eater.html' title='baguette eater'/><author><name>night-kine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15156536980416166876</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-4061155704521281122.post-6296211256742191038</id><published>2011-11-04T08:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T08:14:31.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i hate you</title><content type='html'>today was horrible.... no wait, it is horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you la Pomme for accompanying me for lunch and bearing my tears even though you could have gone home 2 hours earlier. (and for sheltering me from the rain!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Nana for always always being there, and as usual, for everything. (esp cursing the prof together hahax I really needed that. Sometimes I just want to believe that everything is really as bad as I make it out to be and let it all out.... And of course that there is karma hahax)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Prof Depau for allowing me to drift off and draw on foolscap paper in depression during your class. You are really kind... (and yes, I paid attention during the important parts. I was just using extra time after completing tasks to doodle)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate you&lt;br /&gt;ISSA X SoulJa X Rola&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4061155704521281122-6296211256742191038?l=nightkine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/feeds/6296211256742191038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4061155704521281122&amp;postID=6296211256742191038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/6296211256742191038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/6296211256742191038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/2011/11/i-hate-you.html' title='i hate you'/><author><name>night-kine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15156536980416166876</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-4061155704521281122.post-4247950821187788351</id><published>2011-11-03T05:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-03T05:34:49.508-07:00</updated><title type='text'>気持ち</title><content type='html'>Sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frustrated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fatigue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel like giving up after the consultation today. How can a professor basically tell a student that there is no solution for not being able to do the question not because she does not understand the concepts, but because she is unable to apply them due to the requirement for "fine" (quote) awareness and proficiency of the French language... and then tell her not to worry? When she can't even obtain a pass?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ちょっと泣きたくなった。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;つよくつよく&lt;br /&gt;Azu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4061155704521281122-4247950821187788351?l=nightkine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/feeds/4247950821187788351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4061155704521281122&amp;postID=4247950821187788351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/4247950821187788351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/4247950821187788351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/2011/11/blog-post.html' title='気持ち'/><author><name>night-kine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15156536980416166876</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-4061155704521281122.post-6099401651311083168</id><published>2011-11-02T13:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T13:17:10.939-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the angels in disguise</title><content type='html'>1 November 2011&lt;br /&gt;Sung Ha (my Laos neighbour) is an angel in disguise. He took one look at my exhausted face and asked me what I wanted from the supermarket since he was on his way there. And I very bu yao lian de ask him to please help me buy a bagette. In the end, not only did he buy me a bagette, he offered me 4 bananas, half of a huge slab of cheese, and refused to accept anything in return. And continued to try and offer me other commodities like rice and vegetables if I had the need for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, you made me feel like the workload is more manageable and even the night is brighter. Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;4 chords&lt;br /&gt;Issa and Soulja&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must have been a saint in my past life because I certainly did nothing this life to deserve such wondrous people (friends, family, even kind acquaintances) in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 November 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as I thought, … now that everyone else is back from the midterm break, the internet is no longer working at night again. Sigh…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohya FINALLY, one midterm down (linguistique historique). How to say nweh? It was as horrible as I imagined O___O I didn’t even understand what the first two questions were asking about and yes, the vowel system came out. DAMMIT.. Let’s just say that I have always avoided phonetics like the plague (I even refused to take the lvl 2000 phonetics module and opted to do lvl 3000 modules to make up for the credits instead). So, the LATIN phonetics system ar….. gone case. Sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I was still ridiculously (unreasonably) happy at the end of the midterm. Not because I was sure that I would score spectacularly (I actually think I spotted spelling errors that I forgot to correct =__= Let’s hope the prof is 1) good enough to try and guess which word I was trying to get at and 2) not minus any points for grammar and spelling error cox there just isn’t all that many points in the first place). Not because I was sure I would pass the module either. But simply because it is finally really over. Until the finals that is. I’ll cross that bridge when I reach it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, I still have 2 midterms (which I haven’t finished studying for), a consultation tomorrow at 9am (which I haven’t even done the practice paper for) and ….. not enough time. Sigh. JIAYOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and quite sian that I wasted a lot of time in the supermarket queuing up (NTUC queues are nothing compared to this), but I still managed to do my groceries shopping and get lots of yummy stuff! Had spaghetti with Neopolitan tomato sauce, haricots verts, hardboiled egg and smoked salmon for dinner! And not forgetting a peach yoghurt! *burp*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And and! I received the birthday card by Emily today!! XD hahahax It is WAY in advance but sho happy desu~ Merci bien de cette carte! C’est très gentile de me l’a envoyée même si je suis en France maintenant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Breathe&lt;br /&gt;Issa and Soulja&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4061155704521281122-6099401651311083168?l=nightkine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/feeds/6099401651311083168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4061155704521281122&amp;postID=6099401651311083168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/6099401651311083168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/6099401651311083168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/2011/11/angels-in-disguise.html' title='the angels in disguise'/><author><name>night-kine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15156536980416166876</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-4061155704521281122.post-2912843437654703756</id><published>2011-11-01T01:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T01:53:23.548-07:00</updated><title type='text'>nervous wreck</title><content type='html'>How a few crows can make such a racket is beyond me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so it's a few treefuls of crows. But still.. Is it a bad omen for my mid term test tomorrow? O___O I'm not worried. I can just overload when I get back to NUS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok FINE. I am very nervous. Oh man... feel so unprepared. I think the only time when I felt more unprepared was during my maths mid term test. Ohyeah can't forget that one, I actually failed that mid term.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So... I am making myself ridiculously nervous.. T____T Man... hope everything goes well *whine*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;あなたに会いたくて&lt;br /&gt;Azu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4061155704521281122-2912843437654703756?l=nightkine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/feeds/2912843437654703756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4061155704521281122&amp;postID=2912843437654703756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/2912843437654703756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/2912843437654703756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/2011/11/nervous-wreck.html' title='nervous wreck'/><author><name>night-kine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15156536980416166876</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-4061155704521281122.post-4549151720866516090</id><published>2011-10-31T08:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T08:40:50.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'>unbelievable reality</title><content type='html'>I can't believe I spent half a day just doing a few exercises....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is insane, ridiculous and totally unbelievable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet devastatingly true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So screwed..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4061155704521281122-4549151720866516090?l=nightkine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/feeds/4549151720866516090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4061155704521281122&amp;postID=4549151720866516090' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/4549151720866516090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/4549151720866516090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/2011/10/unbelievable-reality.html' title='unbelievable reality'/><author><name>night-kine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15156536980416166876</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-4061155704521281122.post-6988974908381257240</id><published>2011-10-30T14:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T14:09:34.342-07:00</updated><title type='text'>touts en français</title><content type='html'>Not going to give up so easily...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continue to jiayou! Even if I fail at things, there will always be another way de~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hrmphx, 絶対諦めたくない！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4061155704521281122-6988974908381257240?l=nightkine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/feeds/6988974908381257240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4061155704521281122&amp;postID=6988974908381257240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/6988974908381257240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/6988974908381257240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/2011/10/touts-en-francais.html' title='touts en français'/><author><name>night-kine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15156536980416166876</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-4061155704521281122.post-6962779768177485934</id><published>2011-10-30T02:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-30T02:54:24.559-07:00</updated><title type='text'>an OH moment</title><content type='html'>I woke up super early today (considering it's the weekend) at 8 plus am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got ready to go to the supermarket to buy stuff..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached there and had the sudden realisation that ohya, they don't open on sundays... =__________= Oh well the walk was awesome! There is snow on mountains now XD KYA~ And the view of leaves falling from trees in the breeze from my window is also so scenic and relaxing~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It really feels like autumn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you love me&lt;br /&gt;You know I love you&lt;br /&gt;Yeah yeah yeah~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beloved&lt;br /&gt;西野カナ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I can get over the fact that many people have actually not cooked before in their lives until exchange O______o I guess I was and am living in a totally different world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And how the wind is cold while the sun blazes overhead hahax&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, at least everyone has the sun in common XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4061155704521281122-6962779768177485934?l=nightkine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/feeds/6962779768177485934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4061155704521281122&amp;postID=6962779768177485934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/6962779768177485934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/6962779768177485934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/2011/10/oh-moment.html' title='an OH moment'/><author><name>night-kine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15156536980416166876</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-4061155704521281122.post-4131903145062894803</id><published>2011-10-29T03:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-29T03:26:44.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'>between a bug and another</title><content type='html'>There is bloody mosquito/housefly that keeps flying around my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I got up to open the window for it to fly out, only to find a HUGE beetle lying in wait patiently on the windowsill outside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shut the window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can the bloody fly just settle down already?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4061155704521281122-4131903145062894803?l=nightkine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/feeds/4131903145062894803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4061155704521281122&amp;postID=4131903145062894803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/4131903145062894803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/4131903145062894803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/2011/10/between-bug-and-another.html' title='between a bug and another'/><author><name>night-kine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15156536980416166876</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-4061155704521281122.post-7705958061175424964</id><published>2011-10-27T15:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T15:20:55.518-07:00</updated><title type='text'>virtual dirt</title><content type='html'>It's kinda amazing how much stuff is made available online. O____o Or maybe it's just my talent to be an illegal rat as La Pomme and sis so aptly puts it. hahax Yeah, basically I was trying to email my French prof to hound him for ppt slides (first lect until now mid term liao sia) and realised I only have his surname (dun even know his given name). And let's just say that I got even his housing address and personal information etc within 5 minutes. It's kinda scary...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And liew.. he proclaimed in class that speaking 2 languages is more than enough and that he doesn't understand why people want to learn 3 or 4 languages when... he apparently speaks 4 languages. I really duno what to say lor other than he probably thought no one would either 1) dig out such personal info or 2) remember that comment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear I don't go around stalking people. I just wanted that e-mail add O___o hahax&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bleh... linguistique generale is so not general lor. Sick of it. Haix ok la I whine a lot today liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Esperanza&lt;br /&gt;Nishino Kana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love this song!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4061155704521281122-7705958061175424964?l=nightkine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/feeds/7705958061175424964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4061155704521281122&amp;postID=7705958061175424964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/7705958061175424964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/7705958061175424964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/2011/10/virtual-dirt.html' title='virtual dirt'/><author><name>night-kine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15156536980416166876</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-4061155704521281122.post-3637126568490126620</id><published>2011-10-27T02:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-27T02:59:21.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>turning vegetable</title><content type='html'>Ahh how I wish mid term breaks will always continue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep listening to Nishino Kana's songs recently! hahax&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too much cabbage recently... =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Addicted to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Beloved&lt;br /&gt;西野カナ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4061155704521281122-3637126568490126620?l=nightkine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/feeds/3637126568490126620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4061155704521281122&amp;postID=3637126568490126620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/3637126568490126620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/3637126568490126620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/2011/10/turning-vegetable.html' title='turning vegetable'/><author><name>night-kine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15156536980416166876</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-4061155704521281122.post-3099815174825532455</id><published>2011-10-26T06:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-26T06:28:09.415-07:00</updated><title type='text'>head hurts...</title><content type='html'>I hate Saussure. I really hate him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!! I have no idea wth is arbitraire relatif et absout!! T____T going to go crazy. And not to mention linearity and spatiality or whatever the hell that is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn irritated..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even the stoves are irritating me though I finally got them to work with a lot of improvisation, healthy dose of luck and wastage of food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having a headache. Finally opened the window. Hope nothing flies in and the headache will go away..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4061155704521281122-3099815174825532455?l=nightkine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/feeds/3099815174825532455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4061155704521281122&amp;postID=3099815174825532455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/3099815174825532455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/3099815174825532455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/2011/10/head-hurts.html' title='head hurts...'/><author><name>night-kine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15156536980416166876</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-4061155704521281122.post-7945778713320010965</id><published>2011-10-24T06:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T06:08:36.528-07:00</updated><title type='text'>forgetfulness</title><content type='html'>I forgot to have lunch and ended up eating lunch at 3pm O____o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I discovered that sometimes when you cook something that isn't all that tasty, it totally helps to listen to music on earphones. And read something at the same time. The visual and audio imput tends to have a magnificent cancelling effect on the ahem nouvelle creation. hahax&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4061155704521281122-7945778713320010965?l=nightkine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/feeds/7945778713320010965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4061155704521281122&amp;postID=7945778713320010965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/7945778713320010965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/7945778713320010965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/2011/10/forgetfulness.html' title='forgetfulness'/><author><name>night-kine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15156536980416166876</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-4061155704521281122.post-6963958948441056105</id><published>2011-10-21T09:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-21T10:00:11.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the things i do while cooking</title><content type='html'>Mwee! I'm in the kitchen now! Yeps, with my laptop &gt;&lt;"" hahax I sometimes find it rather amazing how I read novels/use my computer while I cook. I'm actually boiling a crazy soup right now so it's kinda ok to leave it a little unattended while I type away furiously on my beloved fujitsu laptop. Which is still throwing a tantrum about producing full stops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the crazy soup is .. rather crazy. I'm trying an insane combination of apples, cabbage, potato and chicken drumsticks. It looks good for now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! And in the end I didn't choose to go to Bordeaux and Toulouse along with the rest of the gang. Instead, I'm going to be here in Grenoble during the study break (which the didactics prof has stressed that it is NOT the vacations, but just the equivalent of an e-learning week in NUS when you have to study at home &gt;&lt;"") I think she kinda foresaw a lot of people going on vacations. Which is true. hahax I saw lotsa people with luggages etc today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohya and today... I missed a class. It's really embarrassing but I actually missed my 0830am class because... I overslept. T______T MUAH. To think that I even dragged myself to classes in NUS when I was ill and to classes in Stendhal when I fainted, only to miss a class because of something this minor. I should be shot, seriously. But yeah, could be that I've been too tired recently. And it's quite comical actually how I was dreaming when I suddenly jerked awake with the realisation of "EH? how come I have time to dream?" (usually only dream on weekends when I sleep in) and well, my beloved handphone informed me that it was already 8.55am. =________= You can imagine how I freaked out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, it was another round of freaking out, trying to borrow the notes from SOMEBODY (just anybody pls) After a round of bu yao lian-ing during my other class, I managed to corner a kind soul who lent me her notes. Even more bu yao lian to copy syntax notes during that other class right in front of that teacher, and the kind soul was so poor thing to have to practically do the assignment (that we supposed to do tgt) by herself in class. Ok so the assignment was really rather idiotically simple, and I did help out most of the time, but I really felt bad =(( She saved my day desu~~~!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Er... and don't ask me what her name is. I still don't know O____o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life&lt;br /&gt;Yui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4061155704521281122-6963958948441056105?l=nightkine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/feeds/6963958948441056105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4061155704521281122&amp;postID=6963958948441056105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/6963958948441056105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/6963958948441056105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/2011/10/things-i-do-while-cooking.html' title='the things i do while cooking'/><author><name>night-kine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15156536980416166876</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-4061155704521281122.post-3260633861367644581</id><published>2011-10-21T09:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-21T09:40:38.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the mentality of a despo student</title><content type='html'>17 October 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m so dead. Stared at the stupid homework for more than half hour already (it’s 10pm) and I still don’t know how to do it. What bloody university module ask you to do stupid things like summarizing articles etc?? This is ridiculous… At least THAT was somehow academically related. Writing half a page about.. some rubbishy weird thing in first person… I don’t even know how to start. It’s that bad. Now wondering if I should 1) make up some excuse about not doing it tomorrow 2) tell the prof I forgot (linked to 1) 3) skip the lesson and borrow the notes from someone since I usually stone a little during that lesson or .. 4) anyhow do one and PRAY that the prof doesn’t remember her “present to everyone in class” remark. Dammit…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.21pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously desperate. I opted for option 4 (too ‘hahm4-tzi4’ to choose other options) but then even I also have no idea what I wrote. =__= And it is significantly less than the half page required. I guess with my mini handwriting and the fact that I wrote everything without leaving lines (they tend to use 2 lines together to write with their cursive huge handwritings here), it’s probably equivalent anyway. Just in case it isn’t I scribbled the work on my notes so the other half page is actually filled with last lect’s notes O___o PLEASE let the prof forget about the presentation. Praying damn hard right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20 October 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been a long time desu! Hahax It’s Thursday today and just thought of typing a little before going to bathe later Mweh, oh, with regards to my fervent praying that the prof wouldn’t remember to ask us to present our summaries in class, it kinda worked And didn’t at the same time. Meaning to say that the prof remembered about the presentation but decided to ask for volunteers since there was a lack of time. Naturally, I didn’t volunteer. Hahax Which is all nice and dandy anyway since those that the other people wrote was just…. Woah. There’s no way I’m going to be able to reach that standard of French when I just studied it for such a short time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmm, in the end I decided not to go to Bordeaux and Toulouse with the others. Due to several reasons, mainly studies and money. Again. Hahax I was actually pretty upset about things, and rather confused, and had long chats with La Pomme and Panda (and cried a little bit) lol Thanks for listening to me go ON AND ON even though you guys were tired! Yeps, but I managed to get back my perspective on life desu~ hahax So I’m back to being (rather) happy and contented. The part of me that isn’t so contented right now is the having to go to school again tomorrow part. Sian. Hahax&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ehto, what else… I embarked on  my own ‘learning journey’ again in trying out rather crazy food combinations during exchange hahax Today was tomato sardine with da4 bai2 cai4 with luncheon meat with porridge (that I kinda made into a bit nua de gan jue) and which I burnt a little while reading “the last lecture” dammit… =___= hahax But it all turned out to be surprisingly good (don’t ask me why. Maybe I’m just not that picky about what I cook) lol And I even have leftover luncheon meat to eat with bread. Not bad not bad. Tomato sardine with cheese is quite good too and I love the salmon spread with lemon that they have here! (which I was rather crazy enough to cook with broccoli and da4 bai2 cai4 and a little soya sauce. O____o Wonder if my mum will faint when she see all the weird things I’ve been cooking up (literally) hahahx&lt;br /&gt;Yeps, shall continue to learn at my little things pace hahax I don’t have big ambitions, don’t have enough courage to travel about alone and take part in lots of happening events, but I am proud to say that I am also on my way to achieving my childhood dreams, like Randy Pausch has (&gt;///&lt;)/ Kya~ Ganbatte~~!! Suddenly feel very 感动 that some of the students I taught think that I am a good influence on their lives (if only they knew…. Hahahx)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mweh, better get off to bathe le! It’s -2 degree Celsius at night already! O___o Going to drop even more desu…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4061155704521281122-3260633861367644581?l=nightkine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/feeds/3260633861367644581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4061155704521281122&amp;postID=3260633861367644581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/3260633861367644581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/3260633861367644581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/2011/10/mentality-of-despo-student.html' title='the mentality of a despo student'/><author><name>night-kine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15156536980416166876</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-4061155704521281122.post-2934766586968069059</id><published>2011-10-17T07:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T07:11:03.585-07:00</updated><title type='text'>prongenator 3000</title><content type='html'>My fullstop key on my laptop is not very responsive! Oh tians... what happened!??! Now mian qiang still can work but... man please don't give out on me in France T___T hahax Oh well, I went to change my laptop password after yesterday night when I almost locked myself out of my own laptop =___= hahahx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm today started out rather sucky with all the discrimination business again hahax I wonder if I will ever get used to it, or rather whether I should get used to it in the first place. Oh well~ more importantly, Sijie pei me to get my carte de sejour (i.e. residence permit equivalent for VISA) today! hahax Thanks so much la pomme~! And had a weird pizza thingy (still don't really know what it is hahax) for lunch that has cheeze and something else I think. Not bad not bad. Change from the usual lunch hahax&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohya and I am still debating with myself whether or not I should go to Bordeaux. Zhen shi de. Regardless, I am really looking forward to the study break though! Whee~ hahax&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and today morning was quite crazy. I was too tired and woke up late. It was actually quite diao cox someone from the level above occupied both the stoves for our level for literally hours (I timed. Really.) and I ended up cooking and eating dinner damn late (I ate something to stave off the hunger first so I wouldn't end up fainting again hahax. So in the end I got bloated and couldn't sleep. =___= SO end up sleep late and wake up late and chionged out of the hostel to school in record time. Is really siao de hahax I woke up at 7.45am when I have classes 8.30am sia O___o seriously tempted to pon LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAD! I couldn't defeat Lord Von Prong yesterday! (the RPG game Deathspank I am seriously addicted to) Shall try again today~ hahax I realised I am really taking things easier after fainting. Relaxing a lot more =D Oh well~ having fun as always~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can change my life~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My other addiction recently: Bleach &gt;___&lt; BANKAI~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4061155704521281122-2934766586968069059?l=nightkine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/feeds/2934766586968069059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4061155704521281122&amp;postID=2934766586968069059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/2934766586968069059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/2934766586968069059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/2011/10/prongenator-3000.html' title='prongenator 3000'/><author><name>night-kine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15156536980416166876</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-4061155704521281122.post-5246380472330720175</id><published>2011-10-16T02:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T02:35:50.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'>smile and be happy</title><content type='html'>Bing bong! I FINALLY am blogging again. hahahax Every day seems like a year so it always seem so long since I last blogged. Ehto~ but what should I blog about nweh. &gt;&lt;" Now that I am actually on blogger, I suddenly don't really know what to blog about hahax Oh well oh well~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meh, recently I've started to become ridculously contented. hmm There is a very thin line between contentment and nua-ing though hahax But I'm definitely on the contented side. Hopefully. I think....? =_____= LOL REGARDLESS, I've been thinking quite a bit lately, about things and other things. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that, wondering a little about where to travel for the study break. I'm not really that keen on travelling to Loire valley with the others on the 27th though since its the ending part of the study break and well, tons of mid term tests the following week O___o hahax I definitely need my sleep. Mm yeps the week after next is mid term break for me! A little looking forward to it and dreading it at the same time. hahax It will still come though regardless, so just do my best in the meantime ba!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, sometimes people I meet on exchange tell me things like you have undergone a 'life-changing' event (esp for working class families like mine) and you are still dwelling on trivial stuff and not like well, being very happening in general I guess. まあ、isn't that good also? hahax I guess I just don't see the point in being very 'happening'. I guess my happening is rather different from other people's version of happening hahax &gt;&lt;" Point being that, isn't the most important thing to be happy and learn stuff? O___O at least to me la. hahax I duno, but I find it quite fun even to just go shopping in the supermarket and then managing to find CANNED PINEAPPLE JUICE (imported from Hong Kong) and sold at just 0.64 euros! hahax Can see that I am still very excited. It's probably very diao since I flew 13 hrs here and then get excited over canned pineapple juice. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It makes me think about a lot of things though, like why do they virtually have no canned fruit juices, which are found in abundance in singapore. Even this canned pineapple juice was specially imported in Hong Kong. Is it because they don't like canned products? But there are other canned products too, though still significantly less. Healthier living? Fresh fruits? Or is it because it's tropical? Etc etc. hahax And of course, most importantly, the sense of accomplishment at finding the pineapple juice. Wahahhahax. hahhax Duno why recently quite addicted to pineapple yoghurts and well, pineapple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I guess I'm pretty bo liao and 'un-happening'. To the point where one of my friends who is on exchange here in Grenoble even always give that exaggerated "wa! You also joining us" exclamation if I ever join them for any outings. Because apparently I always decline their 'happening' excursions and choose to hole up in my room and study or do other 'hermit' activities. O___o sigh~ It actually gets a bit hurting after a while, though I just try to laugh things off. Let's just say that my dream right now is not to chiong world sites and travel everywhere (just cox its cheaper since we are here already).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, as long as I'm happy, it doesn't matter (^_^)/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breathe in fresh air, enjoy the scenery, SMILE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4061155704521281122-5246380472330720175?l=nightkine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/feeds/5246380472330720175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4061155704521281122&amp;postID=5246380472330720175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/5246380472330720175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/5246380472330720175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/2011/10/smile-and-be-happy.html' title='smile and be happy'/><author><name>night-kine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15156536980416166876</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-4061155704521281122.post-441208884365325629</id><published>2011-10-12T02:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T02:38:16.301-07:00</updated><title type='text'>what's wrong..</title><content type='html'>I fainted along the corridor yesterday morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm scared...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4061155704521281122-441208884365325629?l=nightkine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/feeds/441208884365325629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4061155704521281122&amp;postID=441208884365325629' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/441208884365325629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/441208884365325629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/2011/10/whats-wrong.html' title='what&apos;s wrong..'/><author><name>night-kine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15156536980416166876</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-4061155704521281122.post-816078610274995460</id><published>2011-10-10T07:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T07:37:00.867-07:00</updated><title type='text'>being big in the inside</title><content type='html'>I haven't updated for... ok not very long. But it feels rather long. hahax Is this what they mean by 度日如年？ O___O I'm actually yawning now as I write this post, which is really quite ridiculous since its just 4.10pm. &gt;&lt;" Sigh I'm not kidding when I say that I am freaking tired. Now where were my biscuits... hahax&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mweh~ A lot of things happened recently! Which is why I haven't been updating much (quite ironic I know). I went for medical checkup, and it was actually quite eventful. In typical Syl fashion, despite having a map and clear explicit directions on how to get there (we only need to cross a street from the tram station), I got lost. For an hour. No joke man... getting lost for such a long time in chilly morning weather in grenoble is rather sians. hahax I passed by rather nice scenery but was just too =___= to bother getting very excited over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FINALLY, I reach the secluded medical center (yes, it looks very run down) and went ahead to take my height and weight when I realised... I think I can fly already. O__O I weighed only 45 kg with shoes on?? Sian... I guess its considered okay or even heavy for today's 'fashion' standards but man... the look on that guy's face (the nurse) when he saw my weight. He probably thinks I'm made of paper. O__O But I also grew taller... I think? Cox I took my height with shoes on also &gt;&lt;""" Don't ask me why. I actually asked the guy if I needed to take off the shoes but he said don't need so oh well, I shall delude myself into thinking that I grew taller. My running shoes weren't 4cm anyway =__=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was directed to the doctor after a series of tests, for a series of other tests. Then she started packing her office in front of me. I was like okayyyy~ while she continued on in a monologue about her office arrangement??? O___o Then showed me her lunch (2 fruits and 1 yoghurt ONLY) and how it wouldn't make her fat. I hope she doesn't think I eat like she does... Suddenly very glad for my metabolism. Cox I definitely would starve to death first before I can maintain my figure right now. The point I'm trying to make, is that she is a doctor... Is that really healthy!? O__o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then on to explaination of my chest X-ray (yay my spine is straight!) and blood pressure test. Which again revealed to me how "petite" (quote and unquote) I am. sigh she had to struggle to put the device around my arm cox my arm is too small? what is this~~~~~ And then after that the result was that my blood pressure is LOW. I freaked out for a couple of seconds before she said something along the lines of how I am small-sized and therefore, it is okay. Er... I hope so. What is this~~~~~~ So now I guess I have normal blood pressure??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that, concludes the medical checkup and on wednesday, I have to travel to their embassy to settle my visa again. It just never ends... =x Sigh sometimes i find it rather funny since by the time the visa finally gets approved etc, I would already be leaving soon. =__=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ehto! Other things happened as well, such as me getting a tandem partner (meeting him tomorrow with Sijie), homework and erm did I mention homework? Sian. Yeah looking at my paper mountains (note plural form), it has come to my notice that paper mountain 1 (completed pile) is like a hill compared to paper mountains 2, 3 and 4 (around 2 thirds that of the completed one)? And I haven't even added on this week's worth. Liew weh~ Ok la, I exaggerated a bit. I can actually cut down the unfinished pile to half the size of the completed one if I remove the books that we are supposed to bring to exam hall. Still, ... feel like dying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can someone remind me why I am taking 11 modules again? =____=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 less apricot yoghurt to go! And meanwhile, already gotten rather used to the "othering" syndrome. As long as they don't suddenly start stoning me, I'm fine. hahax Yeah which judging by how rude the students were to the teachers etc last week in some of my classes, I don't really have any wish to associate myself with them anyway. Esp since they were laughing at one of the asian librarians who was doing her best to explain how to search for resources in the library. And they were complaining in French about how they have essay to do and it's a waste of time to be here, making fun of her etc and being in general, sarcastic pain in the arses. =__= Liew I mean i also don't find it very interesting but you can don't liddat anot... Not as if you really going to do the essay if you have free period right? (heard them saying about bar outing). Faint~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the funniest (cum saddest) part is that they seem to think that not being able to speak French very well = intellectually incapable. i.e. me. Faint again~ Sigh Just cox I can't express myself well doesn't mean I don't understand what you guys are saying about me can... Sian. And besides I only studied French for 1 year? I would love to see you try speaking in Chinese to me. So I just smiled and pretended I didn't understand what they were saying IN MY FACE. And just accepted graciously when they deliberately said the numbers individually for me to type into the search engine (usually people say things like a thousand, nine hundred and ninety in French for 1990 instead of one-nine-nine-zero).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohyeah did I mention that almost all my classmates are younger than me even though they look older? Probably adds on to the stupid old me impression. Great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, I shall jiayou and pass modules with my 1 year long secret French training! hahax Just cox I don't understand everything doesn't mean I can't try to understand and learn as much as I can!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 Crimes&lt;br /&gt;Damien Rice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4061155704521281122-816078610274995460?l=nightkine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/feeds/816078610274995460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4061155704521281122&amp;postID=816078610274995460' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/816078610274995460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/816078610274995460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/2011/10/being-big-in-inside.html' title='being big in the inside'/><author><name>night-kine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15156536980416166876</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-4061155704521281122.post-5914207164471378885</id><published>2011-10-05T11:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-05T11:36:47.762-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the seat beside me is empty</title><content type='html'>My classes ended at 10.30am today. It's 8.22pm. And I haven't done anything much constructive. Sigh~ I wonder what I'm doing with my life. To make matters worse, I'm munching on biscuits even though I had a filling dinner... I'm becoming such a glutton. Have to stock up on biscuits soon I guess =x Oh well, pamper myself before the colder weather sets in I guess hahax&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm anyway I was replying to all the emails that I was supposed to send off aeons ago but kept putting off =x. Sigh I haven't finished either. hahax I shall continue to do them after this post. Meh~ Dinner was porridge with marmite cai4 zup4, stir fried red capsicum with 大白菜, onions and a little soya sauce. Yeps, I finally bought my own rice. hahax I travelled to St Bruno with Sijie today after school to buy 3 kg of rice, soya sauce, 2 packets of instant noodles (which cost quite expensive comparatively) and my favourite sha qi ma~~~~ OMG I can't believe I found it at the Asian store. So happy hahax It's just 6 mini packets of it though. Ok la, quite big. But one can never have enough of sha qi ma. *pouts*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else nweh~ Did laundry by myself for the first time (second time I'm doing it actually since I handwashed previously). And very luckily, when I was paying for the dryer, I accidentally retracted my Moneo card (French cashcard) too quickly and the machine was not able to deduct money even though the dryer has already started. YAY~ hahahax Saved 2 euros =D So happy~ I don't think it will happen again but oh well, better than nothing desu~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohya and about the rather sian day yesterday, it was because of a rather stupid reason actually. hahax I kinda got over it liao. Kinda. Sigh~ jiayou? It's basically nobody wanting to sit down beside me in class O___O As in they deliberately leave a space and sit down on the remaining seats. Haix... I have weird smell meh? Sad... Even group work also no one want to do with me. Duno is the teacher pity me or what (since she looks Asian even though her name is not), she didn't bother me or anything when I just did the work alone. Sigh... And it was my first period&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the day ended with a bang as well for the last period. When the phonetics prof refused to believe that I am a native speaker of English. I seriously think he just thinks I'm from China or something based on my appearance. Sigh... Can you just believe me when I say I'm a native speaker of EL... Sad. Just cox everyone else isn't, I can't be one? Sigh.. 累. I didn't even bother to insist on my status as native speaker liao. You think whatever you want la. Haix... Reminds me of that French guy who said that he thinks standard lang is those type of British EL type where you listen le very comfortable. And all other varieties of EL are just not as good. what the.... You go jump into the river pls. Sian half.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, nothing to be done about it I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall continue to jiayou in my own way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*continues munching biscuits to destress*. Sigh I need some chocolate to cope with this 'othering' hahax Shall go stock up too. Lucky I still have some and choc biscuits =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still have to wake up early and travel to city center for medical checkup at 9am tomorrow! BOO&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4061155704521281122-5914207164471378885?l=nightkine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/feeds/5914207164471378885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4061155704521281122&amp;postID=5914207164471378885' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/5914207164471378885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/5914207164471378885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/2011/10/seat-beside-me-is-empty.html' title='the seat beside me is empty'/><author><name>night-kine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15156536980416166876</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4061155704521281122.post-2468110672645074046</id><published>2011-10-04T09:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T09:58:45.112-07:00</updated><title type='text'>thinking</title><content type='html'>Today was pathetic... Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ehto.. how to begin nweh? I feel like I have to write something at least so I can get over it and continue to jiayou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmm..... get back to it later. hahax I shall think about how to phrase it while cooking dinner&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4061155704521281122-2468110672645074046?l=nightkine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/feeds/2468110672645074046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4061155704521281122&amp;postID=2468110672645074046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/2468110672645074046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/2468110672645074046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/2011/10/thinking.html' title='thinking'/><author><name>night-kine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15156536980416166876</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-4061155704521281122.post-8770642365602743159</id><published>2011-10-02T00:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-02T00:57:06.188-07:00</updated><title type='text'>同じ空</title><content type='html'>WA~ 难得我今天 wake up at 9am though its the weekends O___o Ok I admit, it was my alarm. I got irritated by it ringing all the time cox I kept pressing snooze. hahax Oh well~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The scariest thing is that I actually dreamt of Singapore =O And when I opened my eyes, I looked around in confusion for awhile before realising that its not my bedroom I'm seeing but that I'm still in Grenoble. Sad 了一下.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still debating with myself whether or not I should take 初级拉丁语 or take 4 NUS modules and overload in last semester.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmm.... And realised that I forgot to buy bread! T___T Not enough for next week's breakfast plus packed lunch whenever I have no time to eat lunch. Sigh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, enough of negative thoughts for now, JIAYOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;If&lt;br /&gt;西野カナ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;同じ空を見て&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4061155704521281122-8770642365602743159?l=nightkine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/feeds/8770642365602743159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4061155704521281122&amp;postID=8770642365602743159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/8770642365602743159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/8770642365602743159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/2011/10/blog-post.html' title='同じ空'/><author><name>night-kine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15156536980416166876</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-4061155704521281122.post-9159255554427658665</id><published>2011-10-01T14:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T14:11:56.288-07:00</updated><title type='text'>frozen time</title><content type='html'>My watch has stopped working.. I wonder if they have clocks during exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skyped with family today for 2 hours!! =))) kyaaa~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And gor graduating soon! congrats desu~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner was stir fried brocoili w potatoes, tomato n cheese w spaghetti deshita! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly listening n singing along at 11pm to Sun Yan Zi's "天黑黑"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我也好想回家去。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I know tt they will be my side though me is far away desu! hahax ppl who i dun need to bother bout how i look, the things i say or the evil and selfish thots i harbour hahax&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4061155704521281122-9159255554427658665?l=nightkine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/feeds/9159255554427658665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4061155704521281122&amp;postID=9159255554427658665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/9159255554427658665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/9159255554427658665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/2011/10/frozen-time.html' title='frozen time'/><author><name>night-kine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15156536980416166876</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-4061155704521281122.post-7782339065358928906</id><published>2011-10-01T06:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-01T06:17:29.161-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the scary entity called weekend</title><content type='html'>Meh meh meh~! I just came back not long ago from grocery shopping! hahax In the end I managed to drag my lazy self out to do it although its saturday XD And 充分发挥 my auntie 精神 and managed to get lots of vegetables for just 4 plus euros! hahahax &gt;&lt; Not bad not bad. I think can last me at least half a week or maybe one week worth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it's quite scary that 3 plus pm liao and I like never do anything constructive. Other than replying sis mail, washing my basin, washing wash cloth &amp; buy groceries. Sounds like a lot but like still very little sia. hahahax &gt;&lt;" Slack too much during sat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, reading up on Singapore news! About Cold storage and sharks' fin... =O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not Alone&lt;br /&gt;Park Jung Min&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4061155704521281122-7782339065358928906?l=nightkine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/feeds/7782339065358928906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4061155704521281122&amp;postID=7782339065358928906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/7782339065358928906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/7782339065358928906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/2011/10/scary-entity-called-weekend.html' title='the scary entity called weekend'/><author><name>night-kine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15156536980416166876</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-4061155704521281122.post-1045464056071060352</id><published>2011-09-30T11:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T12:05:04.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>l'emprunt "Le week-end"</title><content type='html'>Just received Joselyn's postcard today desu!! hahax So happy~ And the stamps are so beautiful =D KYA~ Though I didn't make into the pop-up version of the postcard since like a bit wasteful liddat hahax Great surprise at the end of a long week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And... It's the weekend!!! hahahax So happy~ Never felt so tired. Still have many things to do but somehow feel happier thinking that tomorrow I can wake up later =D LOL~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realised that really almost everyone leaves Grenoble on Friday O___o hahax seems like what the local said about everyone coming here only to study, is really quite true. My neighbour and his girlfriend just lugged 2 huge backpacks and left for the weekend, and I heard several other people talking about travelling plans during the weekend while I was in lecture as well. =O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the people here really leave class ON THE DOT. It's quite scary actually. And quite sad for the teacher. Sometimes I wonder how they remember the homework though since the teacher always end up struggling to be heard while trying to tell everyone what they have to do (and no one ever notes the instructions down except perhaps me). Today's last lecture was especially ridiculous. 10 minutes to end of class and everyone starts packing. 5 minutes left and everyone is already ready to go and talking. 3 minutes left and teacher gets a bit desperate and people are already complaining how its only 3 mins and the teacher still want to continue the class (wait till you get to singapore). And then... well let's just say that they swarmed out of the class even before the teacher said bye. O___o shock~ hahax Sometimes I feel a bit paiseh also since I'm always taking notes till the last minute and since I sit at the end of the row, everyone just ends up exiting from the other side of the row. hahahax Oh well~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at my hot chocolate and wondering if I have to have cold chocolate tomorrow LOL. Hmm.. maybe I should go out and buy groceries tomorrow =O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4061155704521281122-1045464056071060352?l=nightkine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/feeds/1045464056071060352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4061155704521281122&amp;postID=1045464056071060352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/1045464056071060352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/1045464056071060352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/2011/09/lemprunt-le-week-end.html' title='l&apos;emprunt &quot;Le week-end&quot;'/><author><name>night-kine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15156536980416166876</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-4061155704521281122.post-1991531809728279292</id><published>2011-09-29T10:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T11:12:05.532-07:00</updated><title type='text'>advancing at my pace!</title><content type='html'>It's 7.52pm! Here at least.. hahax I'm supposed to be eating. Ok technically I'm eating, but I'm also using my computer hahahax No wonder there are so much germs on the keyboard =x lappy gomen ne!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*burp* I think I cooked a little too much today again.. hahahax =x But not bad still can eat now. hahax I still have a whole pot of soup though... Wonder if keep until tomorrow morning will spoil anot =x Tonight's dinner is cabbage with carrots soup plus spaghetti with cheese and button mushrooms! (using up the last of the button mushrooms before they spoil). hahax I really love cabbage... ahh~ Almost on the same level as rice. Almost. hahax Like what Nana says, I guess that really is my favourite plant liao, esp since I love brocolli too hahahax&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mm... Anyway, today was actually not THAT happy. hahax But just keep thinking to myself that not everyone has this opportunity and cannot make my family and mme H they all worry jiu pick myself up a little =) hahax It's quite funny that there are people telling me that I am happier on exchange than in NUS. How is that possible.... hahax Fortuntately or not, I am not the type of person who love to be away from my family and achieve the "freedom" that they crave (one of the international students I met was ecstatic at being able to stay out late etc O__o) I guess I have never really felt very restricted or whatsoever though sometimes I get really frustrated at not being allowed to go for certain outings etc. Mmm... But I guess it also means that I should take the opportunity during this exchange to learn independence and become a better person. Shouldn't keep relying too much on other people, and should trust my own decisions more as well as be more prudent. And... And... (list goes on) hahahax I  doubt that I will ever reach the day when i will cease relying on my family though hahax And I guess I don't ever want to reach that point either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, Shall continue to jiayou and not disappoint mummi, papi, nana and gor! hahax Miss their voices though. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Offense!&lt;br /&gt;回りなど気にせず声を出して行こう&lt;br /&gt;Offense!&lt;br /&gt;肩の力を抜いて&lt;br /&gt;さあ向かおう&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;空に描いた未来図には &lt;br /&gt;今は届かなくても &lt;br /&gt;いつの日にか両手をのばし &lt;br /&gt;掴みに行こう &lt;br /&gt;Keep My Pace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;一つ!数えて進めばいい、 &lt;br /&gt;二つ!数えて休めばいい、 &lt;br /&gt;三つ!数えて考えりゃいい &lt;br /&gt;My Pace　で進めればいい！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Pace&lt;br /&gt;Sunset Swish&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4061155704521281122-1991531809728279292?l=nightkine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/feeds/1991531809728279292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4061155704521281122&amp;postID=1991531809728279292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/1991531809728279292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/1991531809728279292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/2011/09/advancing-at-my-pace.html' title='advancing at my pace!'/><author><name>night-kine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15156536980416166876</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-4061155704521281122.post-1814586628295645304</id><published>2011-09-28T05:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T05:28:19.765-07:00</updated><title type='text'>vege soup は最高だ！</title><content type='html'>Cooked too much.. *burp* Now still have vegetable soup with potatoes and mushrooms leftover =x And feel so bloated hahax&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.. having quite a lot of trouble with modules, ECTS and basically, French. Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I won't give up desu~ Il faut que je continue à travailler! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, relax and read manga desu&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4061155704521281122-1814586628295645304?l=nightkine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/feeds/1814586628295645304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4061155704521281122&amp;postID=1814586628295645304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/1814586628295645304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/1814586628295645304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/2011/09/vege-soup.html' title='vege soup は最高だ！'/><author><name>night-kine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15156536980416166876</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-4061155704521281122.post-1451488693920967838</id><published>2011-09-27T13:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T13:54:27.622-07:00</updated><title type='text'>絶対諦めないわ</title><content type='html'>Feeling so bloated… *burp* Just had capsicum plus potato plus button mushroom plus spaghetti and now having hot chocolate &gt;&lt; Mwee~ I love cooked food desu~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why does the internet keep *bleep*-ing up though…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel a little auntie-ish nowadays.. Keep handwashing clothes, cooking, washing up, searching for cheap (and free) bargains at supermarkets and being stingy like siao about everything that requires money, including toilet paper. Which explains why I have been walking so much all over the place and don't really feel like exercising =x hahax Saving the money I would have needed to spend on tram tickets is worth it though =) One trip means 2 SGD more to pay off my debts! Jiayou Sylvia~! And it's all good exercise in the end hahax Continue my 省钱大计划！I think I'm becoming a 守财奴.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmm anyway, I feel like I've learnt a lot of things during exchange. Even though I don't travel a lot like some of my other friends, or attend loads of activities, festivals and 'jam-pack' my timetable with 'happening events', I don't feel shortchanged =) hahax Like what my bro, sis, Mme H and her sis advised, I shall walk my own path desu~ And like what Ming Shuo said, I really agree as well that "我们都有自己的梦想" (^_^)o I shall not be afraid to make my own decisions and pursue my own dreams! 頑張って～　Especially for studies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which reminds me of the lesson today that I really a bit 全然わからなかった as to the "dictation ex" that the prof said. hahax I like to say "dictation exercise" because apparently the profs here like to do one thing: that is to tell the students "Now take a note" and then they will start reading from their printout (which they do NOT make available to students for reasons I don't understand) and all the students will start copying down every golden word the prof says. It's all a little idiotic in my opinion, especially at university level. Regardless, I join the ranks of the "copiers" cult but usually fall behind since I don't understand the chim words that profs use like "le comcaténation" and "le recensement" etc which I didn't even know how to translate to English before using online dictionaries etc. And the only reason why I know how to spell these two is because the profs wrote them down. Sigh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I even went to borrow notes from one of the locals as well after question marks were all over my version of "dictation test". But unfortunately, the prof decided that ending the class with another "dictation ex" is good, and I didn't have time to borrow from that person. Dammit... And when I went to ask the prof, she like think I'm stupid I think. Sigh~ Then she didn't understand what I didn't understand since I can't express myself properly. And then I got very frustrated with the communication breakdown and well.. it was not as though I didn't understand what I didn't understand. Confusing? hahax So well, point is, she ended up trying to explain the notion again to me when I already understood it, just that I don't know how to phrase it into academic French.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclusion: I still ended up having the dictation ex with lots of question marks on my notes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good thing that at least I understand the notion? I shall try to phrase it into my own words. The sucky thing is that I am supposed to apply them.. to a whole page of French. Kill me please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mm... what else. There are some classes where I don't even know where to begin working hard. Because I totally am lost from the first second to the last. hahax And these are usually the courses which I am intending to drop. Like the year 3 historical linguistics which is just so 变态 cox it requires you to know Latin. As in really know it. What words there are in Latin etc. I can't even cope with French la... And even the locals are lost. You think I stand a chance when I don't even understand what the question is asking for? DROP. hahahax&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something that cheered me up a lot today other than the dinner I cooked, is also that today is TUESDAY! Meaning that there is the only lesson I am taking, history of linguistics, conducted in ENGLISH. Yeps that's right! Conducted in English desu! hahax Feel so happy whenever it is Tuesday because it is finally a class where I understand what is going on (even though it is only worth 2 ECTS). And for once since I reached France, I actually managed to participate in class and provide the correct ans! (since its in EL) Felt so happy... Made me feel less dumb and stupid. hahax I guess I need to take my pleasure where I can find them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to take chest X-ray today for VISA too! Have a medical checkup next week =O Ok, gotta go and reply sis email, do some more admin work and then continue to 頑張って　for studies! 絶対諦めないわ！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bon courage!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4061155704521281122-1451488693920967838?l=nightkine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/feeds/1451488693920967838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4061155704521281122&amp;postID=1451488693920967838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/1451488693920967838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/1451488693920967838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/2011/09/blog-post_27.html' title='絶対諦めないわ'/><author><name>night-kine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15156536980416166876</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-4061155704521281122.post-3813686257373204983</id><published>2011-09-26T05:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T06:52:32.012-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lyon memories</title><content type='html'>Mweh! I just came back from classes and grocery shopping not long ago desu =D It is hot outside~! T___T But in typical Grenoble fashion, it will just do a 360 degrees and turn very cold at night. hahax Anyway, I bought enough supplies to cook for this week (and maybe next? =x) plus pack lunch for school at cheap prices since I'm running a little low on cash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm before I start studying later (or playing games =x) hahax (I have loads of work that isn't done yet), I'll write a little about Lyon! I went to Lyon on fri night and came back on Sun night. Which is why I ended up sleeping at 1.30am and waking up at 7am to rush for 8.30am classes =x hahax Feel rather tired. I managed to meet up and stay with my host family last year during the French immersion! --- Mme Marie-France Hennequin and her sister Odile Hennequin who joins us for dinner every night (^__^)/ hahax And on the last day, I managed to meet up with Mme Dominique (who lives 1 floor below and is Jinwen's host) for coffee, and her daughter Mélanie dropped by also~ Happy and contented desu~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ended up not doing any touring but a lot of shopping instead O___O Bought a comforter for the super cold Grenoble (I kept waking up at night cox too cold), a pair of Mephisto boots that I got at a ridiculously low price thanks to Mme H (esp since she even wrote a cheque to help me pay for it when I didn't bring money out), 2 sets of pillow + comforter casings (1 is a gift from mme H and her sis) &amp; 1 can of waterproof spray for shoes. Essential winter survival kit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mweh, anyway the point is that I really thoroughly enjoyed myself (and finally for once slept very well without waking up suddenly, both in Lyon and Grenoble). But feel very guilty about all the super expensive gifts they showered on me T___T And all the wine I drank. Ooo~ And I had the chance to drink 55 percent alcoholic content wine..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eeps blog again next time! sis is online! Ibank!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day&lt;br /&gt;Charice&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4061155704521281122-3813686257373204983?l=nightkine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/feeds/3813686257373204983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4061155704521281122&amp;postID=3813686257373204983' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/3813686257373204983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/3813686257373204983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/2011/09/lyon-memories.html' title='lyon memories'/><author><name>night-kine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15156536980416166876</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-4061155704521281122.post-1874361428938393225</id><published>2011-09-23T05:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T05:51:24.018-07:00</updated><title type='text'>to Lyon encore!</title><content type='html'>Going off to Lyon to visit my host (for last year's immersion)! In about... 20 minutes. Oh man. PANIC. a lot of things haven't do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fri night to Sun there~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall blog again when I get back to Grenoble =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully some French fairy will bless me with passable French&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4061155704521281122-1874361428938393225?l=nightkine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/feeds/1874361428938393225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4061155704521281122&amp;postID=1874361428938393225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/1874361428938393225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/1874361428938393225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/2011/09/to-lyon-encore.html' title='to Lyon encore!'/><author><name>night-kine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15156536980416166876</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-4061155704521281122.post-7328645875579700509</id><published>2011-09-20T13:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T14:01:05.861-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cold syl = grumpy syl</title><content type='html'>ohya and another major reason why I'm super grumpy? Is that it is too freaking cold in Grenoble. Let's put it this way. I often see condensation on my window, the window is frosted and the friggin huge trees outside shake when the wind blows. And the radiator isn't on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, I'm already wearing thermal wear plus a pullover and jacket, track packs and TWO pairs of socks. Going to put back my gloves later after brushing teeth. This is really so ....... idiotic. It's 10 degrees celsius now btw according to the weather forecast. And no, the radiator is not on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day time is cold, but at least not to the extent of wearing thermal wear though. =( Going to try my winter stockings tmr and see if I feel too cold even during SUMMER.. Going to start wearing my puffy jacket liao. Sigh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohya visiting my host family last year in Lyon this weekend! hahax So looking forward to it desu~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4061155704521281122-7328645875579700509?l=nightkine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/feeds/7328645875579700509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4061155704521281122&amp;postID=7328645875579700509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/7328645875579700509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/7328645875579700509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/2011/09/cold-syl-grumpy-syl.html' title='cold syl = grumpy syl'/><author><name>night-kine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15156536980416166876</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-4061155704521281122.post-3601130908402117883</id><published>2011-09-20T13:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T13:40:29.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'>this is ridiculous</title><content type='html'>m1 offered a waiver of 30 percent of the roaming charges bill... Sigh somehow can't be happy. Guess today was too sucky le? But I know that I'm really lucky to even manage to get a waiver in the first place. I shall continue with my scrimp and save plan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm actually typing very slowly and practising my yi zhi shen gong now since i'm wearing gloves. hahax cox hands abit cold and wanted to also try and see if its possible to type while wearing gloves. oh well... &gt;&lt; to quote sijie, winter begins in summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmm.. which kinds brings me to part of the pt why the day sucked royally. wanted to go and buy comforter (for winter, or rsther, for now since i keep waking up at night cox its too cold =( ) at ikea. spent one of my tram tickets money to get there, to find out that the comforters are too expensive and the cheaper ones are so cui thst really, i might as well don't buy. so wasted trip and time running around ikea. then wei le sheng qian start to walk back. spotted casorama (dun really rmb the name) where jinwen bought her comforter from, and had to cross illegally (we were walking along the highway) across the barrier and go down a small slope to get there? walked through it and found out that.... it is only for bricolage. i.e. simply that there are no comforters. =__= so, started walking towards casino to do grocery shopping. sigh.. and saw comforters. but weird or ex. great. so just buy groceries and go back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we queued at a counter and then when reach our turn, think she got something wrong with the machine and end up she say she closing and tell us to queue elsewhere. liew. so we queue elsewhre and the cashier say pay by credit card only for tt counter. so jinwen say ok can pay by her societe generale bank card. end up try three times also transaction csnnot pass. now have to requeue at the adjacent cashier who accept cash to buy groceries. liew.. wei he...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's only the second day of lessons and I feel like a year has passed. totally don't understand what the professors saying and first lessons jiu need to do presentation in front of the class. what the hell... totally fail de gan jue... so tired.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4061155704521281122-3601130908402117883?l=nightkine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/feeds/3601130908402117883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4061155704521281122&amp;postID=3601130908402117883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/3601130908402117883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/3601130908402117883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/2011/09/this-is-ridiculous.html' title='this is ridiculous'/><author><name>night-kine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15156536980416166876</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-4061155704521281122.post-7442733205580212451</id><published>2011-09-18T01:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T02:12:38.514-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sway到爆</title><content type='html'>Mweh! It's 11am here! Going off to cook pretty soon. hahax Meh~ I have been writing letters on that weird boxy paper that they sell, and will probably post them tomorrow. which still takes a hell of a long time to reach singapore. but the point is that i reached a dilemma. My words are small so they take up little space. Now with the boxy paper, they take up even lesser space. Which means... my actually extremely long mail now seems extremely short since they can all fit into 1 paper. =___= Sianx. feel like I waste my postage money to send 1 piece of paper per envelope. hahax Can't think of any other solution for now though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is starting tomorrow as well! And I still have tons of important stuff that I haven't done either. Sianx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my RPG game hung yesterday night!! ARGH and that's not the worst part. The worst part is that the two runes I got from boss fights.. are GONE!! T______T SAD!!! Wei he~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ And when I load back the saved game, the bosses are defeated. BUT no runes. Auto save sucks man.. Now I have no way of getting back the runes, which are extremely important in Deathspank. Ok quite important anyway. Oh man... And the only way to get them back, is to replay the entire game. Which takes forever since I started playing when I was in Singapore. Wei he~~~~~~~~~~~!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must be travel from Singapore never 拜拜 enough. 为何最近sway到爆!??!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4061155704521281122-7442733205580212451?l=nightkine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/feeds/7442733205580212451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4061155704521281122&amp;postID=7442733205580212451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/7442733205580212451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/7442733205580212451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/2011/09/sway.html' title='sway到爆'/><author><name>night-kine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15156536980416166876</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-4061155704521281122.post-920537902793971177</id><published>2011-09-16T15:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T15:25:05.731-07:00</updated><title type='text'>can't get over it. it all accumulates</title><content type='html'>i wonder why everything always seem to just keep getting worse. So tired...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take things one at a time? Not like I have any other choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started uploading photos on FB. 2.47GB more photos to filter and upload. 頑張ります。And module mapping. And ibanking. And ... and .. and...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Il faut toujours essayer, je pense...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh I even made simple conjugation error when I panicked this morning, had to resort to using English with le responsable du logement. Je vais mourrir...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wallow in a hole until 8 hrs later. Then I will 振作 and do my best again to rectify and solve everything. Scrimp and save to make up for exorbitant bills. I can do it! Just don't go for skiing and cook more 就没事了 Yeo Sylvia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh... still sucks that it wasn't even me who spent the money..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4061155704521281122-920537902793971177?l=nightkine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/feeds/920537902793971177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4061155704521281122&amp;postID=920537902793971177' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/920537902793971177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/920537902793971177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/2011/09/cant-get-over-it-it-all-accumulates.html' title='can&apos;t get over it. it all accumulates'/><author><name>night-kine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15156536980416166876</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-4061155704521281122.post-1255602850472859566</id><published>2011-09-16T07:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T07:17:53.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i want to die</title><content type='html'>I hate people who use other people's sim cards to rack up international calls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what is there left to say?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4061155704521281122-1255602850472859566?l=nightkine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/feeds/1255602850472859566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4061155704521281122&amp;postID=1255602850472859566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/1255602850472859566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/1255602850472859566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-want-to-die.html' title='i want to die'/><author><name>night-kine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15156536980416166876</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-4061155704521281122.post-1241786810731529166</id><published>2011-09-14T05:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T06:41:46.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i went to a bar (just the entrance)</title><content type='html'>Mweh! It is... 2.39pm! I actually feel rather disturbed by the fact that I slept all the way until 12 plus pm today before I woke up. =___="" So I'm actually feeling rather energetic since I just had my lunch and was only awake for around 2 hours. hahax&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no school today (just for today only) and am actually supposed to do my course planning but I'm ... kinda slacking away for the moment. hahax I'll  do it later since I have to finish it by tomorrow anyway. Yesterday I went to some historical visit organised by Integré. And let's just say that I am not inclined to participating in other such visits anymore. hahax Because there was just TOO MANY people. I couldn't even hear what the student 'tour guides' were saying, couldn't understand the significance of what I was seeing, and it kinda became more like 'follow-the-crowd' tour instead. Wasted 2 times of my tram fare =__= hahax but the scenery we passed by was really beautiful! Too bad we didn't have enough time to 拍个够&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meh, and then after that, the entire group went to a bar, aka. discothèque. Mweh and the ridiculous thing is... that we have to leave our bags with the personnel there before we can enter (which costs 1 euro by the way). And there was just absolutely no way I was leaving my valuables with someone I don't know, let alone paying them for it. So one of the international students there said that her house is actually near by and all of us could go to her house to put our bags and then return to the bar. But then... wouldn't that mean that I have to wait until she is ready to go to get my bag back? And since out of all the people there, I was the only one living in Gabriel Fauré residence, I would have to go home alone in the dark. Not to mention I only got to know her for like 1 hour?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. I decided to go home. hahax with Miho and Chiaki who came from Hokkaido. Just so happens that they live 1 tram stop away from me. And by the time I reached hostel, it was already 10.30 ++ pm. =___= sianx. I ended up eating dinner at 12am, and couldn't sleep because I was too bloated and my hair was still wet. hahax Dinner was stir fried potatoes with onions and button mushrooms, egg with tomatoes! Super delicious de! hahahax&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeps, that concludes the super tiring day since I woke up at 8am that day. And well, probably explains why I slept till afternoon. eeps&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4061155704521281122-1241786810731529166?l=nightkine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/feeds/1241786810731529166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4061155704521281122&amp;postID=1241786810731529166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/1241786810731529166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/1241786810731529166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-went-to-bar-just-entrance.html' title='i went to a bar (just the entrance)'/><author><name>night-kine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15156536980416166876</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-4061155704521281122.post-3827620337923281739</id><published>2011-09-13T06:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T06:39:30.845-07:00</updated><title type='text'>rush rush</title><content type='html'>Bleh... so many things to do!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rush rush rush rush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahax It was such a rollercoaster day yesterday too! No time to blog about it now though. Have to cook later and then rush off to another visit at la fontaine de Notre Dame later at night. And have more stuff to do now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rush. rush.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4061155704521281122-3827620337923281739?l=nightkine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/feeds/3827620337923281739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4061155704521281122&amp;postID=3827620337923281739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/3827620337923281739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/3827620337923281739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/2011/09/rush-rush.html' title='rush rush'/><author><name>night-kine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15156536980416166876</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-4061155704521281122.post-7255694373706820893</id><published>2011-09-11T10:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T10:16:51.432-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the sack of hope</title><content type='html'>Never thought I would be so happy to see a 5kg bag of rice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum, Dad, I finally have rice from the Asian market in Grenoble! *weeps and cries like getting an Oscar&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4061155704521281122-7255694373706820893?l=nightkine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/feeds/7255694373706820893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4061155704521281122&amp;postID=7255694373706820893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/7255694373706820893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/7255694373706820893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/2011/09/sack-of-hope.html' title='the sack of hope'/><author><name>night-kine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15156536980416166876</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-4061155704521281122.post-8860717116296746646</id><published>2011-09-11T08:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T08:54:48.294-07:00</updated><title type='text'>なんでもな～い</title><content type='html'>Mweh mweh mweh~!!! There is school tomorrow again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I cooked by myself today desu~! Spaghetti with cheese sauce and chicken slices, potato soup, and fruits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bleh but doesn't change the fact that there is school tomorrow. And that the internet is SLOWWWW.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4061155704521281122-8860717116296746646?l=nightkine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/feeds/8860717116296746646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4061155704521281122&amp;postID=8860717116296746646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/8860717116296746646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/8860717116296746646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/2011/09/blog-post.html' title='なんでもな～い'/><author><name>night-kine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15156536980416166876</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-4061155704521281122.post-4981306533409278030</id><published>2011-09-10T13:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-10T13:21:24.913-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my perfect day</title><content type='html'>Finally managed to webcam with my family today!! And realised that actually webcam for quite some time (and dad was going on and on and on about the broom) hahax&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So happy.... Perfect day!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except for the knocking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Hai gui and Al with Firbreeze... (shudders)hahax&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it is still made perfect with the perfect people in my life~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Point is, HAPPY BIRTHDAY SIS!! 粉团生日快乐！！(^o^)/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;花火&lt;br /&gt;Mr Children&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4061155704521281122-4981306533409278030?l=nightkine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/feeds/4981306533409278030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4061155704521281122&amp;postID=4981306533409278030' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/4981306533409278030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/4981306533409278030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/2011/09/my-perfect-day.html' title='my perfect day'/><author><name>night-kine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15156536980416166876</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-4061155704521281122.post-4754648349027359844</id><published>2011-09-09T11:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T11:55:45.992-07:00</updated><title type='text'>9 september - counting down</title><content type='html'>listening to "Last Farewell" (ver with both Big Bang and 2NE1) and thinking "ah~~ wifi...." hahahx Yeps, I finally had my student card done, which is literally a cardboard card btw (为何~~~！?), and gotten my login ID and password for internet access in my room. I can foresee more hibernation in the room from now on. hahax I can't wait to webcam with my family =D Just managing to chat with Lapkan, Raymond, Emily and Chong Hwee has already lifted up my mood considerably. hahax&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mweh... sis sent an email on the 50 most delicious food in the world though and the moment I saw chilli crab and chicken rice from Singapore, I started salivating. SAD. And the worst thing was that I saw it before I ate dinner. Now I am staring at the loaf of bread I have on my table in disgust. hahahax&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel happy, but also a little tired from all the rushing around to do all the necessary paperwork etc. Mweh.. Or maybe it's because I stayed up late to play games all the way till midnight yesterday. hahax It's so addictive..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4061155704521281122-4754648349027359844?l=nightkine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/feeds/4754648349027359844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4061155704521281122&amp;postID=4754648349027359844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/4754648349027359844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/4754648349027359844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/2011/09/9-september-counting-down.html' title='9 september - counting down'/><author><name>night-kine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15156536980416166876</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-4061155704521281122.post-8432157365643791369</id><published>2011-09-09T11:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T11:47:37.022-07:00</updated><title type='text'>8 september - hate wasting food</title><content type='html'>Been too busy to blog lately. Just went to school for the first time today and discovered A LOT of things to do. And it doesn’t help when everyone seems to speak French at a super high speed pace. I guess I sound the same in English…? But my French seems to be coming back to me. I actually had a smooth conversation with one of the residents in the kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to know Haruka, an exchange student from Kobe. Had dinner with her, though I think my cooking really sucked big time… Sigh I don’t even want to go into it. And I really hate to waste food. Which explains the pot of potatoes and carrots in my room.&lt;br /&gt;And that disgusting receptionist guy came to my room again and I stupidly opened the door without knowing who it was. I am NOT going to open the door on Saturday since he said he would come over. Sian.. but I want to be able to open my door to ventilate the room when I am in it, since I can’t open the window anymore. This stinks. More figuratively and literally.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4061155704521281122-8432157365643791369?l=nightkine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/feeds/8432157365643791369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4061155704521281122&amp;postID=8432157365643791369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/8432157365643791369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/8432157365643791369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/2011/09/8-september-hate-wasting-food.html' title='8 september - hate wasting food'/><author><name>night-kine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15156536980416166876</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-4061155704521281122.post-5356664480543956604</id><published>2011-09-09T11:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T11:46:48.332-07:00</updated><title type='text'>6 September - hibernation period</title><content type='html'>I just got back from using wifi outside to email my sis today. It’s 1.40pm local time. Hahax Everytime I type local time I have the insane urge to write local Paris/Grenoble time since “local” reminds me a lot about Singapore. Anyway, I got insanely lost AGAIN. Sigh.. the last time I got lost, I walked around in circles for an hour plus. This time round, I still walked in circles (and plus some straight lines) for … 2 hours. Dammit. Hahax I think that the guy on the bike talking with the girl must think I am some weirdo after he saw me for the THIRD time walking past him (all three times coming from different routes) hahax Anyway, I finally managed to make my way to use the internet. Wanted to photocopy documents for the university but the photocopying place was closed =(( Maybe because it was lunch time…? SAD bao. I shall try again maybe either later today or tomorrow at a non-lunch time. I definitely have to photocopy my stuff by tomorrow since I have an admin briefing at the university the day after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually wanted to go to Casino to buy fruits and other stuff, including washing powder but then my feet hurt like crazy from all the continuous walking in boots T___T Yes, my track shoes still stink and I refuse to wear them. So yes, I earned a couple more blisters (I think) from my stubbornness. And in the end, I didn’t go to the Casino because to walk there and back while limping would have rendered me late for my meeting later with Jinwen to do laundry at 4-ish. Hope she can make it back by then. Meanwhile, for the next 2 hours, rest my legs and have a bit of food!&lt;br /&gt;Dammit but my room stinks… I need a broom and an insect-less outdoors. Now my door is perpetually open slightly. Luckily, my room is at the end of the corridor so no one notices except maybe for the person living opposite me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the most amusing thing that happened is that one of the receptionists apparently thinks I am from Shanghai. =____= what the. So when a new resident (who lives above and to the right of me) came in from Shanghai, he/she helpfully directed her (the new resident) to my room to meet her fellow Shanghai compatriot. =_______= You can imagine both our surprised expressions when we found out the situation. And my amused expression when she was so shocked that despite not coming from China, I actually speak Chinese (and probably with the CLL chiang that sis always talks about). It was rather….funny hahax A nice start to a day I guess! And finding another person who is just as lost as me as to the admin procedures we have to do…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4061155704521281122-5356664480543956604?l=nightkine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/feeds/5356664480543956604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4061155704521281122&amp;postID=5356664480543956604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/5356664480543956604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/5356664480543956604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/2011/09/6-september-hibernation-period.html' title='6 September - hibernation period'/><author><name>night-kine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15156536980416166876</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-4061155704521281122.post-1137696060053936915</id><published>2011-09-09T11:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T11:46:15.074-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5 September - it's so easy to complain</title><content type='html'>It’s 11.16am now and I have slacked till I feel like sleeping. Hahax I have no idea why but even though I slept at 1 plus am yesterday/today (it was still raining), I woke up at 8am today. Which kinda explains why I got everything ready (including laundry that needs to be done later) at an early time and have been slacking for a very long time. =x&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for Jinwen to get back from her welcome meeting and then can go and do laundry etc!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.51pm&lt;br /&gt;Sianx.. I have finally discovered what has been stinging me (I think). Two big bugs that were on my window and zooming around in my room like its heaven T____T NOOOOOOOOOOOOO~~~~~ Sad. GET OUT!!&lt;br /&gt;The downside to having a nice scenery out of my window. I am so going to close my window more often regardless of whatever stinky smell it might result.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OUT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And no, Jinwen hasn’t arrived.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1pm&lt;br /&gt;This is so ridiculous. I just killed one of the bugs with… the London tube map that I printed in Singapore. What is this~~~~ And it was so fat T____T Sad. No idea why I am still attracting bugs everywhere overseas. Sad dao bao. Now there is no more buzzing sound so I hope that the other bug has flown out of my room T____T and not lying in wait to bite me. And I just discovered (after closing the window hastily) that my window sill has HOLES. No wonder the bugs could get in at night and bite even though I closed the window. I even have bites on my ears and my toes; that’s how bad it is. So I …&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.03pm&lt;br /&gt;Ok great. I just killed the second bug on the window with the legends page of the London tube map. I love London? So… bug free I hope. And I desperately went to plug up the holes I found with toilet paper, using my mechanical pencil. Though I couldn’t see if the holes on top are deep enough to lead to the outside since I’m not tall enough. I hope not since I see lots of insects buzzing around in the trees outside my window. Sianx.. to think that I was still happy to hear birds chirping this morning. I am NEVER going to open the window again, at the most I shall open the door a little for ventilation. Wasted precious pieces of toilet paper that I have to ration and I haven’t even written on the other side of the A4 papers I used! ARGH the window I so painstakingly wiped now has bug juice streaked across it T___T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.08pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She finally came at 7 plus pm, with Min Li. And they were going to the bar with the other international students from their school. So obviously I couldn’t join. Doesn’t matter that I waited till I fell asleep. What mattered was apparently that it was my fault that I was so uncontactable because somehow, my phone can only receive but cannot send out sms(es) and I hasn’t gotten a French number. Regardless whether I could reply or not, it would have been nice to know that she wasn’t coming so I wouldn’t wind up packing all my laundry and bag ready to go, waiting like an idiot in jeans and long sleeved T from morning till night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I really don’t understand what’s the point of Min Li bringing me half a salad that she offered to me, and then proceeded to start eating in front of me. When asked, she then told me I need a fork because apparently she wants to keep the fork that she has. So, … what do you want me to reply. I don’t even eat salads, something that Jinwen should already know anyway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4061155704521281122-1137696060053936915?l=nightkine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/feeds/1137696060053936915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4061155704521281122&amp;postID=1137696060053936915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/1137696060053936915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/1137696060053936915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/2011/09/5-september-its-so-easy-to-complain.html' title='5 September - it&apos;s so easy to complain'/><author><name>night-kine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15156536980416166876</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-4061155704521281122.post-5924861160145720102</id><published>2011-09-09T11:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T11:45:21.014-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4 september – My one-month limit</title><content type='html'>Dammit.. it’s so itchy!! T___T Sad. I have lots of mosquito bites (?) on my whole body; 5 on just my left hand alone. Actually, that is not really the main problem here. The problem is that I am not really sure if they are mosquito bites or if they are bites from bed bugs T________T Mega sad. And why am I suspecting that it might be bed bugs? Because there are bites on weird places like one on my toe. Unless there are mosquitoes in my room… NOOOOOOOOOOOO. Which is actually quite possible since my window faces several large trees (and I already know that birds live in those trees) and since there are spider webs in my room…. That means that there has to be food for the spiders right? Which kinda explains why even though I cleaned my entire room, I left the webs untouched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.. Maybe I should just not open my window at all? But then the lack of ventilation would probably leave my entire room stinky and suffocate me. Now I suddenly understand why some of the residents on my floor leave their room doors slightly open. But then, they are big and strong males who can possibly fend off any attacks. Me, I shall continue locking my door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mweh, anyway, this morning was rather sway. Early in the morning after bathing, I landed some yoghurt on my pants and had to wash it. Even though it was new. Dammit… And now I don’t know if it will dry in time. Weather is rather chilly today as compared to yesterday’s ‘Singapore scorching hot’. Maybe it is because it rained in the morning and probably last night. I still find it rather ridiculous that in SUMMER, and in MY OWN HOSTEL ROOM, I’m wearing jeans and socks since my feet are too cold (and my last pair of track pants that isn’t drying is for nighttime). Sianx max. Maybe I should complete the ensemble by wearing gloves. Need to buy more clothes here! Maybe next month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Side note, my hostel room is really DARK at night. How dark? When I switch off the lights and lie in bed, I put my hand in front of my face and the only way I know it’s there is that I accidentally smacked it into my nose. =x I can’t see my fingers!! T___T I panicked for a short while when I realized my eyes were open and then ended up having a hard time sleeping due to the adrenaline rush. Idiotic me. Which leads me to my one-month limit realization.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This probably sounds pretty pathetic and hopeless, but I realized that I have a one-month limit when I am overseas. Meaning that I can only survive max one month by my lonely self without my family before I start getting hopelessly homesick. Is this part of the counter culture shock? The first time it happened was during the French immersion where everyone was wailing about having to go back and I was wailing about how slow it was taking for me to get back =___= and my body apparently reflects this urge. The skin on my fingers were peeling and splitting and bleeding, my feet were following suit, bruises popped up everywhere and… you get the idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time round, … I’m reaching the one-month period again. Sounds like PMS the way I put it. Hahax The peeling and all that isn’t so bad this time round, maybe due to the copious amounts of moisturizer I slather on my body day and night. I left on 13th August and now it’s 4th September so forgive me if I sound moody and grumpy for the time being. Sigh.. everything I see and experience, I am reminded of my family.&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 10am today and thought of how my mum would yell at me for waking up so late and not buying groceries yet. No wait, no groceries to do.&lt;br /&gt;Turned around to get my handphone from the bedside table and saw my spoilt watch. And remembered my dad who fixed that watch and who would probably fix that watch buckle in a minute with his accumulated tools from karang-guni. No wait, it’s still broken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smiling softly, I went to get my clothes and towel to bathe and discovered my towel was still slightly damp. Recalled my sister always yelling at me for getting the towel extremely wet because I refused to squeeze the water out of my long hair after bathing. No wait, no one to share the towel with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked towards the door and struggled to open the cranky door lock. Suddenly assaulted with the image of bro opening his padlock without effort while I tried to open it for umpteenth time to no avail at the airport. Success rate of less than 50%. And how he probably will smirk at me with that grin that says he is extremely amused but refuse to laugh out loud, while denouncing me as an idiot. No wait, I’m still struggling with the lock myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crying alone in front of my laptop… Guess I really am hopeless huh. Will probably can’t even stand it even if my dream of working overseas came true. What an irony.&lt;br /&gt;I really shouldn’t be the youngest. Since I’ll probably end up being the one to see everyone else leave first. The one who gets left behind, always hurt the most…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just for today. I’ll buck up after today. 約束だ。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;この心君に全部あげたいのに&lt;br /&gt;追いかけても　追いかけても&lt;br /&gt;届かない　こんなに好きなのに&lt;br /&gt;待てないよ　Everytime　Everywhere&lt;br /&gt;君の心を見せてよ&lt;br /&gt;何よりもっと　誰よりもっと&lt;br /&gt;君を知りたいから&lt;br /&gt;いつまでも　Addicted to you&lt;br /&gt;君しか見えなくて&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;西野カナ Distance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.14pm&lt;br /&gt;It’s raining again… Now I can’t throw my trash. Sad.&lt;br /&gt;Just passed by one of my neighbours who was chatting with the other. Apparently I look VERY young, esp with my hair tied up after shower.&lt;br /&gt;But I feel slightly better to know that I wasn’t the only one wearing socks in their rooms. Hahax And that I actually feel warm enough without jeans and socks if I don’t open the window (since it’s raining anyway)&lt;br /&gt;Ohya and I managed to get past the Ghost part in Deathspank.. only to get killed by the Demon King thing. Dammit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.50pm&lt;br /&gt;Still raining and back to wearing socks. Just glad I’m not out there. It feels like Singapore monsoon weather.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4061155704521281122-5924861160145720102?l=nightkine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/feeds/5924861160145720102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4061155704521281122&amp;postID=5924861160145720102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/5924861160145720102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/5924861160145720102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/2011/09/4-september-my-one-month-limit.html' title='4 september – My one-month limit'/><author><name>night-kine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15156536980416166876</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-4061155704521281122.post-5057836156053213261</id><published>2011-09-09T11:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T11:44:12.391-07:00</updated><title type='text'>3rd sept – Alone for the first time</title><content type='html'>I’m in my hostel room right now and finally, after so many days of not blogging, decided to type a blog entry. I still don’t have any wifi access until orientation (I have no idea why) so… this entry would probably only be up after a week or so.&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. I arrived in Grenoble after my backpacking on the night of 1st September. I’ll probably post entries on some of my thoughts and experiences of the backpacking trip etc under different posts, as well as the rather scary first day (in my opinion) in Grenoble yesterday. When I truly wished my sis or some other people were there with me. Ok here goes the 3rd sept entry~!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m truly alone for the first time since… maybe forever. Jinwen, who is the only other Singaporean student staying in the same hostel as me, has gone off to Lyon to meet her sis and brother (to meet her host family in Lyon) hahax Ohya and before I forget, thanks jinwen for sending me the sms asking me if everything is fine after the rather scary incident yesterday! Hahax I tried to reply but I had no idea why &lt;br /&gt;the message refused to send… I hope you received it after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.. anyway, so I’ll be by myself for around 2 days before she will be back with her mum either on sun afternoon or night. My address in Grenoble is confirmed and I can be reached by mail at the following address:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mlle Yeo Sylvia&lt;br /&gt;Résidence Gabriel Fauré Chambre 139&lt;br /&gt;341 Rue des résidences&lt;br /&gt;38406 St Martin d’hères Cedex&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeps~ So I will be camping around in my room perhaps for these few days since there isn’t anything much to do outside either (the rest of the paperwork can only be completed starting from Monday) except for jogging. And since my track shoes still stink from my backpacking trip and I have yet to wash it… I am so NOT going to jog in boots. Hahax So camping it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I discovered it really isn’t that bad either; which probably goes to show how 宅 I can be when I want to. In fact, there is little difference from me nua-ing at home except for the fact that I don’t have any human interaction at all (not even my family yelling at me) and various inconveniences such as no light at the sink area which makes flossing extremely difficult, no wastepaper basket etc. And of cox, prickly blanket and no stuffed toys. Hahax&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what exactly have I been doing in my room all day long until 3.30pm? Actually… nothing much. Hahax I finally had the chance to sleep in as long as I like so I woke up only at 9.30am. Went to freshen up and for the first time in at least 20 days, had the chance to indulge in a morning shower. Which I fully indulged for a very long period of time. Hahax The usual routine of moisturizers etc which are extremely important considering the dry climate here. Then I started on my breakfast and broke into the stash of food I accumulated from yesterday’s supermarket visit. (I still can’t believe I spent around 40 euros at one shot at the supermart yesterday, on daily necessities and food. But then, the necessities are supposed to last me for a long period of time so I guess it’s all fine and dandy). Ate a croissant and a piece of “La vache qui rit” cheese and a yoghurt (with chocolate beads to mix in with!) for breakfast.  Downed it all with tap water and then started slacking with my computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started out with a fanfiction, then switched to playing Deathspank. And when I couldn’t seem to figure out how to fight the Ghost (Gor help me!), I switched to playing Alice Madness Returns. And discovered that my graphic card isn’t all that it is cracked up to be. Maybe it is good for a laptop but apparently not good enough for Alice Madness Returns. The whole thing lagged and lagged and lagged, which was still tolerable until I reached the part when I actually needed to JUMP. Dammit… I can’t seem to maneuver the character across since the whole thing lags and I can’t aim for the landing properly. In short, I can’t seem to make my way past that stage in the game. Sigh~ Guess I’m stuck with Deathspank. Sian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after all the frustration, I digressed to lunch. Hahahax quite expected right. So it was 1 pain aux raisins, 1 pain au chocolat and then more tap water. Then I started lazing on the bed with Kellogg’s Special K cornflakes (flavor: with feuilles de chocolat noir!) and started reading the student’s guide I kapped from the information counter instead, for students in Grenoble. A few pages through and I got a bit bored (eeps how am I going to do my readings like this!?) and realized I was eating more than I was reading. So I exercised what little self restraint I have left and sealed the yummy cornflakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More nua-ing on the bed and after that I started personal hygiene routine like clipping nails etc. After which, I came back to my com (where I am now) and started fiddling around with it, setting my time zone to Paris and adding additional clock for Singapore timing so I know when my family and friends could be online. Mm.. and of course, listening to music with my earpiece while I nua to max. hahax And then read 2 more fanfictions, got a bit guilty (and shocked at how quickly I am running through all the fanfictions I wisely saved in advance while I was in Singapore) and started blogging. Hahax That pretty up sums up my day =D Slack 到爆 but I like it a lot since it is very My Pace. Sometimes I like my alone time so much I wonder why other people are so shocked that I can just hem inside my own room with just a laptop and some books all day long (and several days long). I guess I never was the type who actively needed and sought human interaction from people whom I am not very close with. (which is kinda funny considering you need to be strangers first before you can become close hahax) Guess I’m not feeling very social recently after yesterday’s blotched attempt. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mweh so what am I going to do to occupy my time for the next day and tonight? Everything and nothing I guess. I still have… 56 fanfictions, 9 e-books, 3 physical fiction books, and lots of French docs like my bank acc information to go through. And that’s just the books section, not mentioning cleaning up of my room, … .etc hahahax I guess I really saved enough stuff on my laptop in Singapore to last me through non-wifi days till orientation. Lucky~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s 4pm already btw. Sigh,… my nua-ing skills are really great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really miss my family and friends. I realized I get homesick so easily…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Why are you striving these days&lt;br /&gt;Why are you trying to earn grace&lt;br /&gt;Why are you crying&lt;br /&gt;Let me lift up your faith&lt;br /&gt;Just don’t turn away&lt;br /&gt;Why are you looking for love&lt;br /&gt;Why are you still searching&lt;br /&gt;As if I am not enough&lt;br /&gt;To where will you go child&lt;br /&gt;Tell me where will you run&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I’ll be by your side&lt;br /&gt;Wherever you fall&lt;br /&gt;In the dead of night&lt;br /&gt;Whenever you call&lt;br /&gt;And please don’t fight&lt;br /&gt;These hands that are holding you&lt;br /&gt;My hands are holding you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here by my side&lt;br /&gt;Wherever you fall&lt;br /&gt;In the dead of night&lt;br /&gt;Whenever you call&lt;br /&gt;And please don’t fight&lt;br /&gt;These hands that are holding you&lt;br /&gt;My hands are holding you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By your side—tenth avenue north&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Afternote at 7.20pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eating an apple now as the start of dinner! It’s so juicy~~ anw, I really think I have OCD. My sensitive nose kept twitching and finally, after taking a shower again, I went to wipe down every single surface in the room, including the windows and bed at 6pm. And yes mum, I did wipe the surfaces that aren’t obvious hahax thanks for all the training in cleaning! Conclusion of the day: I think nobody bothered to clean the room, including previous residents. Evidence: my blue cleaning towel I just bought yesterday, turned black despite repeated washings (and the water I wrung out of the cloth during cleaning, was black).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall steal a broom from the utility closet tmr to sweep e floor!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4061155704521281122-5057836156053213261?l=nightkine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/feeds/5057836156053213261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4061155704521281122&amp;postID=5057836156053213261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/5057836156053213261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/5057836156053213261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/2011/09/3rd-sept-alone-for-first-time.html' title='3rd sept – Alone for the first time'/><author><name>night-kine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15156536980416166876</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-4061155704521281122.post-1400678109981607666</id><published>2011-09-09T11:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T11:42:24.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'>backpacking journals - 1st day</title><content type='html'>Backpacking journals – 1st day (London)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent half of the first day overseas doing… nothing. Hahax As in nothing constructive. Took me around 13 hours of direct flight to Paris, and still, it was 13th August due to the crazy time difference between Paris and Singapore. Then, hell as I knew it began. Sijie and I had to rush to catch our Eurostar train from Paris Gare du Nord to London St Pancras station. And we were going to be late. Sigh…&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we ended up managing to get a free ticket from CDG to Gare du Nord (since we have Eurail passes, but had to validate them) and then chionged off to the train station. There, we met a guy who was very helpful and asked me if I loved Paris, as well as helped us lug our luggages onto the train. And whom we later found out, was asking for money from all the passengers, along with his ‘brother’ (still don’t know if the story he was selling is true or false), something which is very common in France, and probably Europe in general. Both Sijie and I didn’t give anything though it was extremely awkward (we didn’t have small change to do so anyway) and … it was just very … haix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we arrived at Gare du Lyon, what met us was… several flights of stairs. For me, it was stairs with 8kg backpack and 19.6kg luggage. Just thinking of it makes me cringe again. So we lugged and panted and huffed and lugged somemore. At the top of the stairs, we asked a passerby for directions, rushed off in the direction indicated and found… more stairs. SAD. Word of advice to anyway wanting to go to London from Paris via Eurostar: DON’T do it if you have a heavy luggage. Otherwise, leave a buffer time of several hours just so you have enough time to lug luggages and not rush like mad. Of course, along the way several helpful Parisians helped us with our luggages up the stairs even though they were obviously in a rush =D&lt;br /&gt;Then we came to the ‘ticket counter’/’entrance’ (?) and had problems with our e-tickets. Ugh… Issued me a duplicate ticket which then gave me more problems when I tried to enter again. By that time, the train was going to leave. In the end, we still had to submit landing cards etc and RUN for the train with one of the personnel leading the way. It was so crazy and Sijie’s luggage even overbalanced, fell and she had to backtrack to get it and run along with it again. So yeah, the entire train was waiting for just the two of us to board =x 恥かしい。。。At the end of all the rushing, I didn’t feel like travelling anymore, let alone backpacking. Moral of the story? 1 hour plus buffer time is insufficient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then reached London uneventfully and had to wait at the train station for several hours, just waiting for Min Li and Chong Hwee’s reply on where to meet them. Which kinda made me pissed off, since I was never really very patient and I hate waiting with my backpack plus luggage in a crowded train station. =__= Somemore in a foreign land. So after we finally got a reply to meet them at the hostel, we went to take the tube (topped up Oyster card) to Pimlico to make our way to Astor Victoria (our first hostel)! And promptly got lost at Pimlico. Hahax &gt;&lt;” even though it was just a five minute walk away. Sianx half. 2 significant memories: 1) a father and son (? We think..) helped us lug our luggages with ease up the stairs of Pimlico station ONE-HANDEDLY. Which I later term as 一手神功 . 2) While trying to find Astor Victoria, we realized that we walked in one big round right back to the station. T___T&lt;br /&gt;After finally finding the hostel, there was waiting and waiting and WAITING somemore for Min Li and Chong Hwee to arrive, who were late because they apparently were adamant about catching the coach from airport to the station. &amp;(*&amp;#((*#&amp;(# And then came the fun part again~! Lugging out luggages up narrow staircase all the way to the 4th floor (if I didn’t recall wrongly) where our room is. Sianx. And after packing and kinda sianx a little of Min Li whining that she cannot fit everything she need into one backpack even though her backpack is like 2 times the size of mine (restrictions of budget internal flights only allow one luggage), and I kinda told her in no uncertain terms to just seriously take out SOMETHING since she had TWO backpacks worth of ‘important stuff’ to her. So, more waiting for her to finish packing. And lugging the luggages back down the stairs to transport to Kat’s cousin’s place to store for our backpacking trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we… called a London black cab! Whoo~ hahax for the first time taking the (in)famous London black cab that really cost us a bomb. In general, cabs in London cost a bomb. It was then rather amusing really how Chong Hwee (who sat in the front seat) had to entertain the driver while the rest of us zonked out due to jet lag, and how she was struggling to do so because she herself was so tired. Until the point when she really struggled to pronounce “Vienna” which later became a joke amongst us. Hahahax&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even the cab ride was rather crazy because we went to house no 1 of the cousin, only to find out via sms that she would prefer for us to go there the next day since we were already hours late. Go figure why. And that she was extremely pissed off. Me, I was also extremely pissed off that I was late since I hate to be, and that I was late not because of me. Then, we U-turned on the way to the main house I think and lots of sms and confusion, and had to U-town back to house no 1. The only lucky thing is that the kind cab driver didn’t charge us for all the detours since he “couldn’t leave us alone when we don’t know where to go”. So we waited at house no 1, managed to deposit our luggage, took a bus back towards direction of the hostel. On the way, grabbed dinner in the form of… Subway. Yeah. And no, it wasn’t any unique flavor or anything, just Tuna. Then back to hostel and voila, sleep since it was late at night already. That, concludes my super eventful and yet, uneventful first day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still can’t get over the fact that although I was living in a mixed dorm with two other Israeli guys, they really didn’t have to change in the same room with me in it right!? Sigh… and no, it wasn’t just T-shirts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4061155704521281122-1400678109981607666?l=nightkine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/feeds/1400678109981607666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4061155704521281122&amp;postID=1400678109981607666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/1400678109981607666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/1400678109981607666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/2011/09/backpacking-journals-1st-day.html' title='backpacking journals - 1st day'/><author><name>night-kine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15156536980416166876</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-4061155704521281122.post-3665262948626874318</id><published>2011-09-02T04:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-02T04:50:29.068-07:00</updated><title type='text'>no wifi...</title><content type='html'>No wifi access in rooms until orientation unless I want to come to this quite far away office to use. So I wun be contactable until around 9 sept or after, even though I have reached Grenoble and checked in to the hostel~ hahax&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My room number is 139. So for people who want to know my address, just add 139 before "residence gabriel Faure" before the full address I posted on FB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mm... what else. Rather healthy now and my numerous injuries are finally healing hahax Hopefully, my nose will recover soon. Sigh french is really difficult and I am struggling quite a bit. Hopefully it will become better soon too? hahax Lots of paperwork to do and I just opened a French account. Sigh~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be rotting in my room until the admin briefing on the 8th. So will probably be reading fan fics, reading the books Jasmine gave, playing com games that bro installed... and just slacking. hahahx School is starting soon though. Sian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going off to buy groceries soon since I live rather far away from the city center. Bye~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4061155704521281122-3665262948626874318?l=nightkine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/feeds/3665262948626874318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4061155704521281122&amp;postID=3665262948626874318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/3665262948626874318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/3665262948626874318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/2011/09/no-wifi.html' title='no wifi...'/><author><name>night-kine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15156536980416166876</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-4061155704521281122.post-6771471080051947899</id><published>2011-08-22T15:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T15:30:17.377-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wren</title><content type='html'>in vienna!! limited time to blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. i am safe and still surviving. terribly homesick though i dun show it. no access to facebook and nus mail using this com duno why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. going to watch a classical instruments concert tmr! hope that it will be worth it and blow my mind away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. need cooler weather! it is always scorching hot in italy and austria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. looking forward to grenoble when i can finally stop packing in and out all day long...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;till next time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4061155704521281122-6771471080051947899?l=nightkine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/feeds/6771471080051947899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4061155704521281122&amp;postID=6771471080051947899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/6771471080051947899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/6771471080051947899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/2011/08/wren.html' title='wren'/><author><name>night-kine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15156536980416166876</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-4061155704521281122.post-8875218398717414822</id><published>2011-08-19T15:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T15:47:46.252-07:00</updated><title type='text'>shout out to desireen!</title><content type='html'>lol I FINALLY got wifi access. but only for today and in a rush since everyone else wants to use it. hahax so yes, I did manage to see your post! but only that post hahax i kinda just scrolled down to see if have any interesting titles then end up saw it!! okok i hurry and reply first. hahax&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mweh I'm in Florence, Italy right now and travelling to Venice tmr! Tians... I think you have my address. I think. hahax I'm not very sure either =__= horror~ hahahax&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeps yeps for nw I am having a nice trip desu! hahahax Though darn tiring and Italy is SCORCHING HOT. omg... I'll  tell you more about it when I have time. hahax of cox more coffee with you when I get back! hahax I'm not sure about the drinking since I prob will drink a lot in france. hahax later drink one lifetime worth in half a year. lol~ Maybe I'll join you for a drink once in a while =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay~~~ talk more about the deep topics! hahax My leisure time is taking up an immense portion of my time too.. Kinda feel myself rotting away. But its a happy rotting. So I still continue rotting. Do I still make sense... &gt;&lt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahax Of cox we can swap favourites! Er.. I need to have access to my laptop before I can do that though. LOL~ XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definitely will snail mail you desu! You collect stamps too!? Man... I should have asked you earlier! I sent postcards to my family from London, Vatican City and Florence already T___T I can't get the Vatican City stamps for you anymore but I still have London worldwide stamps and can get Italia worldwide stamp for you too~ =D esp I will return to London on my last day so can mail you hahax K I'll take note on the stamps from France part and snail mail you desu~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahax speaking of museums I just went to see David by Michaelangelo today! hahahax wish you were there T___T Let's go museums when I get back desu ne~ Er but about the rice cooker... hahax I see how =x eeps~ I know that can cook but duno have what for now. hahax update you again about that in sep when I get to my hostel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sho happy that I managed to rekindle your passion for writing desu~~!!! XDXDXD Jiayous~~~~~~~~~~~~~!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And omg you managed to return the notes to their original shape!! PRO hahahax I thought that no one would be able to do it. hahahx Maybe I should have photocopied instructions on how to fold back into the shapes for everyone instead of writing nos for page no. hahahahx You prob are the only one who folded it back los!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Until sep when I 'see' you! hahahax&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4061155704521281122-8875218398717414822?l=nightkine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/feeds/8875218398717414822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4061155704521281122&amp;postID=8875218398717414822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/8875218398717414822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/8875218398717414822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/2011/08/shout-out-to-desireen.html' title='shout out to desireen!'/><author><name>night-kine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15156536980416166876</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-4061155704521281122.post-6070562144585561882</id><published>2011-08-02T00:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T00:43:36.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'>meep</title><content type='html'>31 July&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s the end of July!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SADSADSADSADSADSADSADSADSADSAD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 August&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tired... =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4061155704521281122-6070562144585561882?l=nightkine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/feeds/6070562144585561882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4061155704521281122&amp;postID=6070562144585561882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/6070562144585561882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/6070562144585561882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/2011/08/meep.html' title='meep'/><author><name>night-kine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15156536980416166876</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-4061155704521281122.post-665856089831782084</id><published>2011-07-28T21:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T21:36:57.418-07:00</updated><title type='text'>桜、咲く</title><content type='html'>25 July&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I am just being lazy… but I really hate all the work involved in travelling..&lt;br /&gt;How can it ever be enjoyable? さあ。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had lunch together with Lapkan and just chatted and chatted and chatted~! Hahax It was so fun even though it wasn’t jam packed with activities, it was one of the best outings ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;サクラブ - 桜、咲く&lt;br /&gt;Juliet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28 July&lt;br /&gt;Mweh~ 2 days ago, went to MOE Feedback session. And then went back to NUS to settle SEP stuff (and spent a bomb on it), had lunch at YIH with Ray, La pomme, panda and chong hwee. And now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s settled! 12 August night, I will be flying with Sijie to Paris..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still seems a little surreal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29 July&lt;br /&gt;Dental today and to aunt's house to get winter clothing and boots!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh I just wanna stay at home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4061155704521281122-665856089831782084?l=nightkine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/feeds/665856089831782084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4061155704521281122&amp;postID=665856089831782084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/665856089831782084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/665856089831782084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/2011/07/blog-post_28.html' title='桜、咲く'/><author><name>night-kine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15156536980416166876</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-4061155704521281122.post-7022298547134102012</id><published>2011-07-25T04:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T04:30:52.011-07:00</updated><title type='text'>darn irritated</title><content type='html'>Liew weh.... So sian of everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to settle everything by tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By tomorrow!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UGHHHHHHHHH&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4061155704521281122-7022298547134102012?l=nightkine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/feeds/7022298547134102012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4061155704521281122&amp;postID=7022298547134102012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/7022298547134102012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/7022298547134102012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/2011/07/darn-irritated.html' title='darn irritated'/><author><name>night-kine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15156536980416166876</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-4061155704521281122.post-1017738503260087738</id><published>2011-07-24T04:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T04:14:55.273-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dark</title><content type='html'>Mweh... I finally finished watching Mahou Shoujo Magica. It was ..... depressing. =x Very very dark? I have no idea how to describe it. But anyway, I still think that it was very good, except that it probably shouldn't be watched in 2 days like what I did. The ideal would probably be 1 episode per 2 days. =x So that you don't feel like the world is ending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to think that I thought it would be a happy anime.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4061155704521281122-1017738503260087738?l=nightkine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/feeds/1017738503260087738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4061155704521281122&amp;postID=1017738503260087738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/1017738503260087738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/1017738503260087738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/2011/07/dark.html' title='dark'/><author><name>night-kine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15156536980416166876</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-4061155704521281122.post-8704037859861169473</id><published>2011-07-23T06:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-23T06:48:19.247-07:00</updated><title type='text'>don't give up</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;No matter how tough the path ahead is, I know&lt;br /&gt;A beautiful blue sky is waiting for me so I am not afraid&lt;br /&gt;No matter what I won’t give up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Connect&lt;br /&gt;Claris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4061155704521281122-8704037859861169473?l=nightkine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/feeds/8704037859861169473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4061155704521281122&amp;postID=8704037859861169473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/8704037859861169473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/8704037859861169473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/2011/07/dont-give-up.html' title='don&apos;t give up'/><author><name>night-kine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15156536980416166876</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-4061155704521281122.post-3574413205395739108</id><published>2011-07-22T04:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T04:15:47.187-07:00</updated><title type='text'>be brave, be proud, hold my head up high</title><content type='html'>today was the last day. It was also the worst day and best day rolled into one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is starting to feel like I was born to get scolded vulgarities and watch students pee into rubbish bins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recuperating... Just let me brood for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is so uncool to cry in front of students but it seems like it is fast becoming a bad habit of mine. The few students who tried to comfort me are so sweet =) Though their ability at not knowing what factorise means still amazes me =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blasting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Freedom&lt;br /&gt;Home Made Kazoku&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This seems to be becoming my comfort song when I am down during teaching. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feeling like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Hear me cry&lt;br /&gt;Cagnet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And telling myself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Braveheart&lt;br /&gt;Nishino Kana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in my heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4061155704521281122-3574413205395739108?l=nightkine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/feeds/3574413205395739108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4061155704521281122&amp;postID=3574413205395739108' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/3574413205395739108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/3574413205395739108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/2011/07/be-brave.html' title='be brave, be proud, hold my head up high'/><author><name>night-kine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15156536980416166876</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-4061155704521281122.post-228680474102065963</id><published>2011-07-20T05:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T05:38:07.947-07:00</updated><title type='text'>no half day...</title><content type='html'>19 July&lt;br /&gt;Him trying to get advice from her who basically leeched everything from me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is so funny, in a morbid way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh.. Anyway, it has been decided that I would have to rush back to do my presentation after collecting my visa. =____= Otherwise I would need to do a one to one presentation with her. I think it’s pretty much obvious what I chose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the best?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pushed towards the tiger’s mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20 July&lt;br /&gt;Waliew…. Just rehashing it makes me angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, JIAYOU! Presentation later T___T PANIC PANIC PANIC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.37pm&lt;br /&gt;Everything is finally over! Yay~ 2 more days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Racial harmony day is tomorrow... although there is no half day =( SAD.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4061155704521281122-228680474102065963?l=nightkine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/feeds/228680474102065963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4061155704521281122&amp;postID=228680474102065963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/228680474102065963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/228680474102065963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/2011/07/no-half-day.html' title='no half day...'/><author><name>night-kine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15156536980416166876</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-4061155704521281122.post-5535813324514606292</id><published>2011-07-18T03:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T03:36:45.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'>jiayou-ing desho!</title><content type='html'>Ugh... idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bleh I shall just jiayou! One more proposal and presentation to go! T____T Froths at mouth. Still must rush back from embassy to present. Suay max&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's weather was horrible...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JIAYOU! Fight!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;もっと もっと キミを教えてよ&lt;br /&gt;Juliet&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4061155704521281122-5535813324514606292?l=nightkine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/feeds/5535813324514606292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4061155704521281122&amp;postID=5535813324514606292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/5535813324514606292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/5535813324514606292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/2011/07/jiayou-ing-desho.html' title='jiayou-ing desho!'/><author><name>night-kine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15156536980416166876</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-4061155704521281122.post-855636748912501787</id><published>2011-07-17T18:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T18:37:51.882-07:00</updated><title type='text'>waliew weh</title><content type='html'>17 July&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La la la la la la la&lt;br /&gt;La la la la la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My blurness is getting worse. Ugh today I threw an entire bag of plastic bottles which I have been saving up for months into the garbage chute. All because I was zoning out and employing the stupid thing called reflex action and autopilot. T_____T &lt;br /&gt;Sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Mona Lisa&lt;br /&gt;Mblaq&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18 July&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A waliew moment..&lt;br /&gt;Today is a bad day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Roly Poly&lt;br /&gt;T-ara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4061155704521281122-855636748912501787?l=nightkine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/feeds/855636748912501787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4061155704521281122&amp;postID=855636748912501787' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/855636748912501787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/855636748912501787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/2011/07/waliew-weh.html' title='waliew weh'/><author><name>night-kine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15156536980416166876</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4061155704521281122.post-700211173543919549</id><published>2011-07-16T04:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-16T04:48:19.458-07:00</updated><title type='text'>cars anyone?</title><content type='html'>15 July&lt;br /&gt;No more classes for the rest of the day…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;307 was still amazing. Then again, maybe it’s because of my mentor? Hahax&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.39pm&lt;br /&gt;Mweh I know I have a lot of work to do but I don’t feel like doing… Does it make sense?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16 July&lt;br /&gt;Mweh… ? No interest desu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going to French embassy again on Mon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4061155704521281122-700211173543919549?l=nightkine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/feeds/700211173543919549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4061155704521281122&amp;postID=700211173543919549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/700211173543919549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/700211173543919549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/2011/07/cars-anyone.html' title='cars anyone?'/><author><name>night-kine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15156536980416166876</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-4061155704521281122.post-233488684008597112</id><published>2011-07-14T00:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-14T00:38:06.432-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fight for your freedom!</title><content type='html'>13 July&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anger is bad for health. I know. But still…&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jiayou hao le. Just a tad disappointed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before my next lesson, blasting…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Freedom&lt;br /&gt;Home Made Kazoku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fight for your freedom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.53pm&lt;br /&gt;Drained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And even one of the NIE trainees is crying already… Sad. And this is not the first time this type of thing is happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of them are contemplating on taking Mc already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m drained..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;本当に届けないか？Personne ne comprends mes sentiments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14 July&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. I was scolded “vagina” in Hokkien by a student. The scariest thing is that I wasn’t really surprised by it. =____=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, asides from the “mental rape” session at the NA class this morning (that lesson was really excruciating), the lesson with 307 just now was amazing. Hahax Amazing especially compared to yesterday’s English class when I was so angry and disappointed. Everyone tried to do the report writing today (even I think that it is quite boring) and there were a lot of people who asked questions about the question, how to write it etc. =D So happy~ hahax Especially since Kingsley wrote the entire introduction even though he was grumbling the whole way hahax and Travis even wrote half of the body paragraphs on top of that (or what looked like half) and seem to be willing to start putting in effort XD Happy~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahax Of course it is only a small achievement and everything would probably go haywire tomorrow onwards again. And since I am not their teacher, I cannot ensure that I am always there to explain things etc when their teacher continues teaching them for the rest of the semester. But at least, for today, they did their best. So proud of them =D I know they can do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh but there are always that few in the class who did write something but refuse to progress beyond the bare basics and choose to waste their time away. Hope that they will start doing their best soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, they are the energy that keeps me going. I shall do my best too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love youが言えなくて&lt;br /&gt;May’S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4061155704521281122-233488684008597112?l=nightkine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/feeds/233488684008597112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4061155704521281122&amp;postID=233488684008597112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/233488684008597112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/233488684008597112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/2011/07/fight-for-your-freedom.html' title='fight for your freedom!'/><author><name>night-kine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15156536980416166876</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-4061155704521281122.post-7423161040915307396</id><published>2011-07-12T00:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T00:53:54.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'>murderer song</title><content type='html'>11 July&lt;br /&gt;So frustrated… 最低だ.&lt;br /&gt;有苦难言&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 July&lt;br /&gt;Feel.. cheated. Sigh. To expect it to happen is one thing but to actually have it happen is quite another. Anyway, what totally made my good day plunge down into the depths of hell is knowing that I have to present during a SMC meeting about my project. In front of the important people in the school and perhaps even all those who are even remotely important. And I am the only one presenting in front of the smiling tiger since my partner won’t be there on that day.&lt;br /&gt;Kill me please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.11pm&lt;br /&gt;Walew…… I want to run her over, and then reverse, and then run her over again just to make sure that she is dead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4061155704521281122-7423161040915307396?l=nightkine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/feeds/7423161040915307396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4061155704521281122&amp;postID=7423161040915307396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/7423161040915307396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/7423161040915307396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/2011/07/murderer-song.html' title='murderer song'/><author><name>night-kine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15156536980416166876</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-4061155704521281122.post-8981006403730802897</id><published>2011-07-07T01:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T01:26:48.598-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the look</title><content type='html'>One of the most er xin things ever is to have your sec 3 student who is duno how many years older than you, tell you that you are very pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Er xin at least to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it was the look on the face.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4061155704521281122-8981006403730802897?l=nightkine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/feeds/8981006403730802897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4061155704521281122&amp;postID=8981006403730802897' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/8981006403730802897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/8981006403730802897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/2011/07/look.html' title='the look'/><author><name>night-kine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15156536980416166876</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4061155704521281122.post-7917350365657686752</id><published>2011-07-06T04:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T04:29:10.288-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mwembling</title><content type='html'>5 July&lt;br /&gt;Waliao… Really cannot communicate/identify/click with her sia. Buzz off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.06am&lt;br /&gt;Phew… just came back from observation of a sec 3 N(A) class. Hmm… it wasn’t really quite what I expected but I guess it is not really very good to expect something out of a different class. Anyway, the class was rather quiet (probably because of my strict mentor who looks really fierce even to a fellow teacher like me) and was studying Pythagoras’ Theorem. Ah, the days when I still spelt the name as Pythygoras’ (and got deducted one mark by my math teacher even though I got the answer correct) =___= hahax&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was rather shocked when my mentor basically told me that every single one of those students were scoring below 20 points in their re-take exam. And the highest mark is 12 marks (the person who scored 12 wasn’t even from their class). There are students who score 1 mark, those that didn’t even turn up for the exam… And then you start wondering why…… In addition, their foundation is really very very very X1000 weak. =( My mentor was talking about how they can learn something today and forget it the next. In fact, if you test them on what they just learnt, they would probably all fail the test. It’s that bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So she was hoping that at least she would be able to help 1 or 2 of them..&lt;br /&gt;I guess this is the balance between realism and idealism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;眠い～　帰りたい、帰りたい、帰りたい、帰れないT___T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;明日二つ会議があるわ。だから、通常２時半までなのに、明日５時半までだよ！嫌だ～&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;1.03pm&lt;br /&gt;In the end, in addition to the energy bar that I consumed (Uncle Toby’s Forest Fruits, and not Uncle Dhoby to Lapkan hahax), I had lunch at the canteen and ate the wanton mee guo tiao. I guess lessons really make me expend a lot of energy and hungry easily even if I am not the one who is giving the lesson. Hahax I cannot even begin to imagine how much food I would have to consume if I am the one teaching. Ugh~~ hahax And everytime I go back to the library for a short break after each lesson, the other fellow interns always tell me I look “shag” =O Jiayou? Hahahax Ohya and the auntie gave me one more wanton than Song Guan and Angela. Hahahx Maybe it really is because of my mentor like what Song Guan said, or maybe it is because I look very shag? Or maybe… it’s because she 卖不出去 =__= HORROR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, so I am back from the sec 3 express class (which is the last class in the express stream by the way). It seems as though this time round, instead of getting the “good” classes as usual, my mentor has received the tail end classes. Which is kind of worsened by the fact that she was not here for the first half of the year since she was away on course. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mweh.. it was kind of like what happened for the N(A) class, only smaller. This time round it is 16 students. But the results… were … bad as well.&lt;br /&gt;Sigh…. The entire class failed A Maths nweh… how…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 July 2011&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.54am&lt;br /&gt;I have three meetings today T___T Hope I survive…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.36pm&lt;br /&gt;Ugh.. I still have 2 meetings to survive. T__T Since morning, it has been a series of lessons after lessons with only a short lunch break in between =( I feel like dying~~~~~ And a headache coming on. Sigh…&lt;br /&gt;And the clerk still says that she wants to arrange relief teaching for me. Sigh….. Right now, I have to go for 2 teachers’ worth of classes already (with several classes even overlapping) and do my project and additional activities plus sai kang on top of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can just kill me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.13pm&lt;br /&gt;OKAYYYY… this is really very very VERY WEIRD. The other Sec 3 teachers are having a level meeting right… in front of me. =_______=  And I was kinda supposed to attend? But they erm… don’t want me to attend? And even deliberately shift to another place in the library (they booked the entire library and chased all the students out) so that I can have my space. Needless to say, I am the only breathing being in the library (excluding insects and such) other than the librarian, who is there with them. And they have lunch. #*&amp;(#&amp; Why……………….. is this happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess at least I don’t have to attend the level meeting. Although I am still supposed to attend the IPP training at 3.30pm  (even though technically I am not involved) so I still have to stay back. What is this….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least I am not chased out of the library like the students? Although I did pack my bag just in case that happened…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. I just want to go home already liao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.38pm&lt;br /&gt;Ok la I think my mentor just wants to spare me unnecessary headaches and give me some spare time to do my project =D hahax Pacified just by a simple “Sylvia have you had your lunch?” =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4061155704521281122-7917350365657686752?l=nightkine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/feeds/7917350365657686752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4061155704521281122&amp;postID=7917350365657686752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/7917350365657686752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/7917350365657686752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/2011/07/mwembling.html' title='mwembling'/><author><name>night-kine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15156536980416166876</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-4061155704521281122.post-6516644538765525826</id><published>2011-07-02T04:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-02T04:05:08.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ファイト！</title><content type='html'>1 July&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phew… Back from 107 desu. =I Had a great workout from running from the seminar rooms to the library to the classroom and then to general office and finally basketball field. It was really a good idea to wear boots today. =O And I need to exercise more.&lt;br /&gt;Next is 102 at 10.30am desu. Pray hard. Hahax&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.15pm&lt;br /&gt;Back home desu. Darnnit, they could have told us earlier that we were released at 12.30pm please. =__= Anyway, I stupidly THOUGHT forgot to bring my EZ-link card today (don’t ask me how) and had to pay cash. Keyword here: THOUGHT. Yeah, in the end it was because I only searched my yellow bag and didn’t search my laptop bag (where the elusive card holder was). Even more cui max than forgetting to bring. Sianx.. ohya and 102 was tiring but as usual, fulfilling? Does it make sense? Hahax Point is that I had fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 July&lt;br /&gt;ファイト！&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4061155704521281122-6516644538765525826?l=nightkine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/feeds/6516644538765525826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4061155704521281122&amp;postID=6516644538765525826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/6516644538765525826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/6516644538765525826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/2011/07/blog-post.html' title='ファイト！'/><author><name>night-kine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15156536980416166876</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-4061155704521281122.post-428368163556398847</id><published>2011-07-01T09:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T09:09:41.785-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tired but fulfilling?</title><content type='html'>1 July&lt;br /&gt;Phew… Back from 107 desu. =I Had a great workout from running from the seminar rooms to the library to the classroom and then to general office and finally basketball field. It was really a good idea to wear boots today. =O And I need to exercise more.&lt;br /&gt;Next is 102 at 10.30am desu. Pray hard. Hahax&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.15pm&lt;br /&gt;Back home desu. Darnnit, they could have told us earlier that we were released at 12.30pm please. =__= Anyway, I stupidly THOUGHT forgot to bring my EZ-link card today (don’t ask me how) and had to pay cash. Keyword here: THOUGHT. Yeah, in the end it was because I only searched my yellow bag and didn’t search my laptop bag (where the elusive card holder was). Even more cui max than forgetting to bring. Sianx.. ohya and 102 was tiring but as usual, fulfilling? Does it make sense? Hahax Point is that I had fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4061155704521281122-428368163556398847?l=nightkine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/feeds/428368163556398847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4061155704521281122&amp;postID=428368163556398847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/428368163556398847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/428368163556398847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/2011/07/tired-but-fulfilling.html' title='tired but fulfilling?'/><author><name>night-kine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15156536980416166876</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-4061155704521281122.post-4368998375110166301</id><published>2011-06-30T00:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T00:22:52.379-07:00</updated><title type='text'>j'suis pas ton étudiante 小姐</title><content type='html'>28 June&lt;br /&gt;Ne~~ Today is the second day since the internship started desu. Theorectically I still have 17 more days (excluding youth day) and since I probably have to take 2 more days off to collect my visa and then my passport a few days after, that would be 15 days. Suddenly feels very short. And yet, it feels very long as well =O Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;Lots of experiences although it has been just 2 days. I actually read straits times today, and realized that my patience level is as low as always. Anyway, met different people, interacted with the ‘high flyers’. And in general, felt very uneasy I guess. We shall see how it goes. I’m probably going to lug my laptop over there to start working on the project, though I am totally not looking forward to writing a proposal at all, after the long break from uni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really feel like talking about lots of different stuff but there is too much to say. Let’s just say that I’m always glad to be home to dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohya, I just finished watching “今日からマ王”! hahax Finally?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh, have to make arrangements for SEP lodgings soon as well. 疲れた～！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Hello hello&lt;br /&gt;FT Island&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29 June&lt;br /&gt;In the ‘library office’ right now and seems like today will not be as ‘library club’ as the previous days. We shall see.. Relief a class later! Express class though so should be fine … right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.30pm&lt;br /&gt;Back from the relief class desu. Sigh~ Feeling so tired even though it was just one period of lesson =O shock and horror. Does that mean that I am going to feel like a thousand times worse when I become a full fledged teacher (if I become one in the end). Sigh… All the best? Hahahax Anyway, gripings aside, ok it really wasn’t that bad. Though you could tell right away which students will listen attentively and do your work properly and which would not. =O and they just will NOT get sick of talking apparently. I wonder where they get their energy from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doesn’t help that I was just a relief teacher and didn’t have the authority to tell them what to do etc I guess. =( The students are way too reliant on calculators as well, =____= They don’t even know how to get the answer for half divided by half without using the calculator! Nor could they do simple fraction subtraction Mweh… either way, I lived through it without much mishaps, managed to get some of the naughty ones to at least do some work (though I am quite worried about whether or not they really understand how to do from the way I explain it to them), jiayous for them! Hahax Some of them were really cute (though frustrating to the teachers I guess) hahax&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have to practice my ‘xiong face’ Ugh… I smile and laugh too easily.= (&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Freedom&lt;br /&gt;Home Made Kazoku&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12.37pm&lt;br /&gt;Back to typing again. I’m once again the sole member of library club since I wasn’t interested to force myself to eat when I am not hungry. So here I am, skipping lunch. I wonder if it will become a habit since the canteen food here doesn’t exactly inspire people to eat more. =O On verra?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30 June&lt;br /&gt;今またと図書館にいるわ。つまらない～～～　さっき自分のプロジェットをたあとで、本当に疲れた。T____T　学生もうるさいし（昼休みの時間だから、みんなエアコンもコンピュータもある図書館へ来た）、何か面白い物もないし、頭が痛くなった。まあ、ファイト！！諦めないつもりだよ～&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.07pm&lt;br /&gt;Today is the most horrible day. It has to be. Because if it can/actually gets any worse, … I don’t even know what to say. Let’s just say that anything else HAS to be an improvement. I am not your student to discipline can!??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#^(*#&amp;)(*(@#)@#&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WALIEW!!!!! Getting blamed for something that I have no control over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You go eat my shoe. UGH!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4061155704521281122-4368998375110166301?l=nightkine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/feeds/4368998375110166301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4061155704521281122&amp;postID=4368998375110166301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/4368998375110166301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/4368998375110166301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/2011/06/jsuis-pas-ton-etudiante.html' title='j&apos;suis pas ton étudiante 小姐'/><author><name>night-kine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15156536980416166876</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-4061155704521281122.post-699589865062828150</id><published>2011-06-25T21:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-25T21:56:34.163-07:00</updated><title type='text'>starting the 'cher' days</title><content type='html'>Starting internship tomorrow!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Je suis nerveuse!!!!!!!!!!!! And that, is an understatement.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4061155704521281122-699589865062828150?l=nightkine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/feeds/699589865062828150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4061155704521281122&amp;postID=699589865062828150' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/699589865062828150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/699589865062828150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/2011/06/starting-cher-days.html' title='starting the &apos;cher&apos; days'/><author><name>night-kine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15156536980416166876</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-4061155704521281122.post-1932726390757298977</id><published>2011-06-25T04:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-25T04:10:00.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'>harpy happy happi</title><content type='html'>Too busy being happy =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4061155704521281122-1932726390757298977?l=nightkine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/feeds/1932726390757298977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4061155704521281122&amp;postID=1932726390757298977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/1932726390757298977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4061155704521281122/posts/default/1932726390757298977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nightkine.blogspot.com/2011/06/harpy-happy-happi.html' title='harpy happy happi'/><author><name>night-kine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15156536980416166876</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>
