Thursday, September 29, 2005

*too lazy to think of a title*

My cousin has FINALLY gotten a flight to Paris on their roster... After I've been here for 10 months and all she gets is one measly flight... Sighz, better than nothing I guess... Though I had thought I would be able to see her more often.

She has arrived this morning and I would be going to meet with her, my cousin-in-law and their colleagues for lunch soon. And guess where a bunch of air stewardesses zoom to first thing they arrive in culture-rich, beautiful Paris? Galerie LaFayette. Which, happens to be the biggest and most expensive (in that it holds all the famous brands) shopping mall (I think, mainly targeting rich tourists) in Paris. Not the Louvre, nor Montmartre (an arty area which I like) etc... hmmm... I LURVE shopping too, it's just not my priority here.
Maybe they've been here so many times they seen enough of those stuff Paris are made of... Though I doubt that. I've been here almost a year now and I've not had enough as yet. I went to Galerie LaFayette like, 2 times since and only to window shop (since I can't afford anything there. ha). Once with a colleague who needed to buy some stuff and then once with my sis, just to show her the place (where we entered, took a look at some of the prices and we said to each other, 'Let's get out of here.' Haha :p)

Okie, I've gotta go. Will be late to meet the pretty girls!
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Thursday, September 22, 2005

Horror of horrors!!!! O_o

Weight gain alert!!! Arghhh!!!! And as usual in all the wrong places!!! *runs away to hide, praying the FAT monster will go away if ignored*

My sweet tooth has gotten me into this sh*t!!! Am determined not to take any more desserts during the week! But it's oh-so difficult!!! French desserts are sooooo good!!! Maybe during the weekends I will give myself a break... hee.

Will try to eat only salads during lunch. And walk more!!! Since I can't seem to bring myself to run...

Resolve! Resolve!

Having recurring nightmare that history is repeating itself... Recall: Summer of 2003, went to the US, lost weight when I got there, so happy with myself about the weight loss and keeping it that way for most of the time... BUT!!! Putting everything that I lost plus some extra back just before I went home!!! Little miss piggy went running 'oink oink oink' all the way home!

With just over a month left here, I shall not let nightmare come true!!!
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Wednesday, September 21, 2005

Sentir

The smell of freshly mowed lawn mixed with the early dew of the cool morning is lovely. Bonjour tout monde! :)
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Tuesday, September 20, 2005

My 'Les Journees du Patrimoine' weekend

Promised I would explain this. So, Patrimoine means inheritance, and in this case, the inheritance of the country to its people. Thus, all museums and monuments (even the very very important ones, which are otherwise never accessible to the general public, such as the Palais de l'Elysee - Presidence de la Republique) are open and are gratuit (free). The only catch is that the queues at these important places are then unimaginably long.

Last Sat, I had wanted to go to the Palais de l'Elysee - Presidence de la Republique which is the mansion of the French President but upon seeing the queue (walked about 20 min along half the queue before I could see the end in the distance), which stretches from the door of the mansion at Champs Elysees to Place de la Concorde, which is one metro station away. Estimated time of queue was 3 - 4 hours!!!

Thus, decided to go to some other places nearby first and come back bright and early the next day. Found Hotel de Marigny which is where the President hosts the important guests from other countries. Well, of cos' the bedrooms, study rooms and dining rooms inside were absolutely beautiful!!!

My next stop was Opera National de Paris - Palais Garnier, the old Opera house of Paris which was magnificent!!! Wide marble staircase, ceillings and walls covered with carvings in gold, big shiny chandeliers and all the grand things.

Last stop of the day, Palais du Luxembourg - Senat, which is situated in one of my favourite gardens, Jardin du Luxembourg. The Senat was elegant and statuesque. I think the Singapore's Parliament House is the equivalent of the Sentat here. And I remember being in the old Parliament building on a school trip back in Uni and while it was solemn and practical, it was not as exquisite as the French Senat.

Legs were screaming for rest by evening since I have been walking since noon. Felt extremely contented with my day of visiting despite the muscle aches.

Didn't make it bright and early enough the next day to the mansion of Jacques Chirac. The queue was just as bad when I got there about 11am. Am quite sorry I had to give it a miss.

Went to the Grand Palais - La Nef instead, which just reopened after 13 years of restoration. The queue was almost as scary as the one at the mansion. I had to walk 15 min to find the end of the queue and opening time wasn't until noon. Took about an hour before I entered. It was good that I had company with me so time seemed to pass quite quickly.
30 min into waiting and my friend pointed out a couple (French) who seemed to appear out of thin air in front of us. I was none too happy as they stood there nonchalantly pretending they had been in the queue all along. I stared hard at them and was going to point them to the end of the queue when the queue moved. But before I could do that, the guy who must have seen me staring at them, said 'Allez-y', which meant go ahead. They then moved behind us and when I turned back, I saw people were shoo-ing them down the line, saying, 'The end of the line is back there! Bye! Au revoir!' And for some time, both were still trying to act as if they didn't understand and that they belonged in the queue until a lot of people got irritated and all spoke up and chased them off. How shameless could they get??? Geehz...
Anyway, back to the Palace. Although, it was quite empty except for 2 big blue globes but the place gave a sense of enormity with its immense ceiling and sky-high glass domes that covered the Palace. It was splendid in its vastness.

Since the Arc-de-Triomphe was nearby, we decided to go there. It was a 50m climb on a spiral staircase to the top. O_o *pant, heave* (I've got a picture of that long spiral staircase for proof!=p) But it was well worth the effort. The view at the top was breathtaking!!! All the major sights of Paris clearly seen. The whole city before us, at our feet! :)

All in all, a very good weekend. Plus the weather was wonderful. I don't suppose I will ever understand how it could be all bright and sunny and blue blue cloudless skies (I can't describe the blueness of this blue. Can only say that on camera, it looks too blue to be real, like a stage backdrop or something.) and all but at the same time very very COOL. The best kind of weather possible!!! Though greedy me wished I could have visited more places. Just imagine, I have a 9-page list of the places that were available for visiting!!!

Can only hope for the next time (probably years later...) when I can come back to visit.
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Tom Cruise-look alike

Saw a Tom Cruise-look alike guy at the metro station near my place this morning as I was going to work. *drools* Only that this guy is MUCH cuter than Tom Cruise (I don't fancy Tom Cruise very much), and definitely taller. Haha.
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La, a note to follow So

Joined the company choir last Thurs and had my first experience of a choir practice. I wanted to join after I heard them in a little performance in the company (for Fete de la Musique) in June and they were great! But then they stopped practices for the summer holidays and don't start again until September, which is now. Even though I only have a month or so left here, I wanted to learn something new to take with me when I go home and singing French songs seemed like a good idea, so off I went. Practice started with weird (to me, that is) breathing exercises and then a lot of la-la-la-ing to warm up our voices. It all seemed quite funny to me. =p I didn't 'audition' (to make some la-la-la-s so the instructor knows which group to put you in) before I went for practice so I didn't know which group I belong in (though I kind of expected I'd be in the Soprano group since my voice is high and shrill O_o). I didn't know they sat in their various groups right from the start so I just sat with a colleague whom I know. It wasn't until we started singing that I realised she is in the Alto group. After the practice, the instructor got me to sing various ranges of la-la-la-s to the piano and determined me to be in the Soprano group.

So, for the second practice on Mon, I was with the Soprano group where unfortunately, there was an old (not too old lah, I just don't like her much) lady who sat just behind me and was singing all the wrong notes. Either off note or singing the Alto part instead of ours. That really irritated me cos' it was very difficult to sing correctly with an out-of-tune voice just behind me. And she was the mean old woman who said, 'So, now you are happy?' in a sarcastic tone when practice ended last Thurs. (I had told her before that I would like to join the practices and she had remarked that it's not much of a point if I am only going to be here for a month.)

Anyhowz, I won't bother myself with old mean women and shall just enjoy the practices while I can.
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Monday, September 19, 2005

*muackz*

HE IS SUCH A CUTIE PIE! Bien sure, there are times I wish I could read my book or take a nap in peace but now all I'm thinking is, I wanna see him, carry him (hope he didn't get too big for that yet), play with him! I just adore my little nephew to bits!!!

He must have been in a pretty good mood today, cos' when he took the phone from my mum and she asked him to tell me he's eating his dinner, he actually said that! (Usually he just takes the phone from my mum/sis and not say a word except a 'hello?') And he replied me when I asked him if he ate fish, vegetables and drank soup. He can be quite nice when he wants to. ^_^ When I said 'bye bye' and *muackz*, he did exactly the same thing!!! SOOOooooo sweet!!!

After a bit, I called my mum back, hoping to get to talk to her for at least 5 seconds, and he starts bawling and crying in the background cos' she's talking to me. So I said bye and was going to hang up when she said to talk to him a little else he wouldn't stop crying. After she said that, the racket immediately stops (and I do mean immediate, as if a 'stop' button was pressed and all is calm and quiet.) which I take to mean that he has the phone now. It's amazing how he does that. Give in to him and he stops. fullstop O_o No sounds of heaving in his breathing from the crying and screaming.

Haha... I don't mind talking to him at all, except that I was in the office and it's expensive to use the phone here.

Hope he wouldn't not recognise me when I go back... Sighz.
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Friday, September 16, 2005

It's the weekend again!!! Hooray!!!

Guess what, my French colleagues who have watched the movie I mentioned in my last post told me that it's filmed based on a true story here. Guess the part where I thought it seemed real was quite true.

Got a bunch of stuff I wanna write but I wanna leave the office now to jumpstart my weekend. :p So will update on Mon. Am expecting to visit a lot of monuments and museums this Sat and Sun cos' they are all free!!! Yipee!!! It's 'Les Journees du Patrimoine'. Will explain more about this stuff later. :)

Ciao ciao! Et bonne weekend a tous!!! ^_^
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Wednesday, September 14, 2005

'Good French movie' post lost. ARGH!!!

Had to rewrite this!

Anywayz, I was talking about the dvd I watched last night. I liked it even though it made me a little sad cos' the ending although was somewhat good but left me thinking that it would have been better if some of those characters had not died. But then again, if it was an ending where the bad guy dies and none of the good guys die even though they were shot at 10 thousand times, it would have made the movie that much less. It's titled '36 Quai des Orfevres' which is the address of the French Police building in Paris. The 2 main characters are 2 Captains in the force who used to be pals but grew apart as one lusts after power and the other had an unconventional style of working and a loyal crew full of guys like him. The bad one does all he can to crush the other so he can climb up the hierarchy. There are twists and turns that made the movie not as predictable as the conventional (Hollywood) bad guy versus good guy movies. There were sad parts too and that made the movie very believable, like it's something that could happen in real life, and then it makes me scared wondering about the things people could do to others to get what they want. O_o
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Counting my blessings

I've been thinking after last night's hole-up and realised I have been wallowing in self-pity and unpleasant emotions... Sometimes it just gets to me, nights. Sorry about that. I should have been more grown-up (mature, independent, strong, something along these lines) than that! I mean, ya, sometimes one (me) misses home, family and friends terribly, and thus fall into the trap of feeling sorry for oneself. But when I start thinking about things carefully, God has been good to me, very good in fact. I should be counting my blessings instead.

For one, I am here. ^_^

Second: I think I have the best landlord and landlady ever!!! Totally not exaggerating here. I've always felt they are very nice to me (dunno why I never thought to write about them before). But since reading Anantya's entries about her landlord and the gf, I've started to appreciate them more. Although it's a little different from Anantya's case, in that I don't live in the same place as my landlord and landlady, which might make it easier on the getting along part. But they have very often helped me when I needed help or asked for help which they didn't have to bother to. Once, when I was hurt (quite bad, physically) and at the definite lowest point of my stay here, they asked me over to their place (in a building across the street from me) so I don't have to be alone and were so very kind to me. They showed me pictures of when they were young (My landlady was a beauty! She still is, albeit much older. Landlord with full head of hair was nice-looking too.), their sons (elder son, a pilot like his dad, married with cute wife and kids, younger one, extremely cute! Captain in the marine, not yet married, though has a lovely gf *Aww* hee.), pictures of old old Singapore (they were often there in the 60's - 80's cos' my landlord was a pilot with Air France then) where Orchard Road did not look at all like it now. :) There are so many nice things they did for me that I can't even write all of them down. One time, she brought me upstairs to another apartment they have in the same building on the highest level (7th floor. That's about as high as you get with the ancient buildings in Paris) so I could get a view of the Effiel Tower from there. The second time, she just left me the keys to go up on my own. One proof of how well-loved they are is that they have tenants coming back every year to rent their apartments for holidays. And for the regulars, they leave presents in the apartments for them before they arrive. So sweet right? =) And I got a box of chocolates from them last X'mas (which was after I moved in not too long) too.

I will be cooking a Chinese dinner for them before I leave. *crossing my fingers and praying hard that the food will be ok* Am a little worried since so far, I've only cooked for people close to me (read: people who would eat and pretend that the food is good even if it's not). Ha.

Three: My French colleagues are the best one can ever have. I mean, sure, sometimes we all have our disagreements and stuff, but they have been so awfully patient and nice with me. I've mentioned before that my supervisor is a good person to work with. Then there's the colleague who owns tons of dvds and lends them to me. Another colleague has offered to let me stay in her place after my housemate (remember that disgusting guy I talked about before?) leaves. Since he is leaving before I do, I have to find another place as I can't afford to stay in the apartment I am in now on my own. It's difficult to find a place to rent just for a few weeks so she told me she has an extra room at her place and I could stay with her if I want to and don't mind the distance (her place is about 1 1/2 hours by metro & train from Paris). And she refused to take rent from me!

Whoever said the French are not nice and unfriendly and stuff? If that's true then I must have met 'unFrenchly' French. I will sure miss these wonderful people when I go back!!!

God has blessed me with these angels (+ the friends and family back home who remind me that I am missed) and I am very grateful to Him. :D

Something else I'm thankful for: I've said a while ago that I've not heard back from the GSK people (since mid-august) after I said I won't be back till Nov. And I was not expecting to hear anything from them anymore. But just last week, the team leader emailed me to ask if I was still interested in the position and that he could conduct a phone interview first and after I return, a formal interview. Yay!!! What a surprise!

The basic things like, I am healthy, have food to eat, a roof over my head, a job (up till Oct then I would have to scramble to look for another).

So many people & things in my life to be grateful/thankful for, I cannot justify my wallowing. And to think of the people who are affected by natural disasters and other horrible stuff, I feel so sad for them and at the same time, whatever problems I have start to seem so minute and childish and trivial...
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Tuesday, September 13, 2005

Blog and cartoon surfing makes me happy...

Since I was feeling melacholic, I decided to do some blog and cartoon surfing. These are 2 things I could do on the office computer that make me smile. Maybe I could also spend this time outside somewhere doing something else (strolling in this beautiful city that I would miss soon, reading in gardens, etc) but at the moment (also weather not very good, a little cold), this seems good enough. Sometimes I feel guilty about spending my time indoors when I could be outside in this magnificient place and take advantage of the little time I have left here. I feel like I am not doing myself or her (Paris) justice by wasting time indoors or in the office after hours on the internet.

The last weekend that I had wished earlier would be as fulfilling as the last 2 did not turn out as I hoped. Had holed up at home watching rented dvds (A lame French comedy - Les Daltons which I didn't even finish watching and Wong Kai Wai's 2046 which I did not understand very well cos' the original version was in Cantonese most of the time with French subtitles. My other option, the French version would have been even more difficult to understand, I think. In any case I prefer to hear the original language.) cos' it was rainy and I couldn't be bothered going out when it's like that.

My next steps for this evening would probably be to hole up at home (feeling a little guilty but mood decreeds this today), have a simple dinner and hide under my comforter with a hot chocolate and watch more dvds. Great plan or not???

Tomorrow evening's my supervisor's 'pot' (French for a little celebration) in a Spanish bar cos' he is now a CDI (I know what it means but can't remember what the alphabets stand for. Basically it means the company has offered him a contract and he has a proper job now. Before he was a post-doc here.) and he said I am obliged to go so I could do the clean-up of tables and stuff (he's just joking, eh, I hope =p) since I'm working under him. Hope mood will feel up to it to go tomorrow after tonight's hole-up.
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Reiminiscing...

Know I'm gonna be said to be a behind the news talking about the stuff that will be mentioned below but am gonna say it anyway just cos' I have time to write now and before when I read about those stuff, I didn't.

A while ago, felt utterly disgraced as a woman when I heard about the remarks made by 2 famous women (who should have had more sense than that) about 2 important issues. Think everyone knows what I am refering to. Something about 'peanuts' and 'underprivileged anyway' public statements. Geehz...

And feel sorry about all the disasters that are happening around the world. Hurricane Katrina, planes dropping out of the sky, fires around Paris etc etc. Sometimes I am grateful I don't understand everything on the news here.

That's about it for now, I think. Starting to feel melancholic... :'(
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Stupid self poked self with used needle today

Poked myself in the fleshy part of the middle finger on the left hand with a needle which I held in my right hand (what details... O_o) while doing the daily injections for my mice this morning. Must be bad karma... for all that I have done to my mice... Sighz. Hope I don't get anything dangerous from them... Who knows, I might turn into something with pointy ears and super powers tomorrow (mouse woman?!?!). Ha!

Read Zan's entry today about those racist b*stards. I hate those kind of people! A while ago, I've wanted to write about a racist incident that happened to me here but I've never gotten to it (almost forgot about it).

One time, when my sis and a couple of friends were here to visit, I brought them to a church (Sacre Coeur) that is very nice (right on top of a hill where one can get a pretty good view of Paris).

One not-so-good thing about there is that there are a lot of black people there trying to cheat tourists into letting them tie some stupid (cos' it's just turning round and round of one thread over another and I can do much much better than that) 'friendship bracelet'-like thing on one of their fingers, claiming it's an African tradition and then asking for 4 euros (or more) for it. I know because I watched some colleagues almost fall into it when we first arrived. I had strongly refused to do it, knowing they would ask for $ for it. Ever since than, I've always just said 'Merci, no' (politely) and walk away. They would tend to leave you alone when they see that you have seen through their tricks and are not some ignorant tourists.

Anyway, this time, one of them approached one of my friends and since I was just behind my friend, I said 'Merci, no'. Guess what that damn black said? He shouted at me, (the gist of it, since I don't remember exactly) 'I'm not talking to you, you Chinois (which is French for someone whose nationality is Chinese, specifically China, not other countries)! I don't do this for stupid Chinois.' I was so pissed and disgusted, I wanted to knock his lights out!!!

First of all, I am not from China, and second of all, even if I was, he has no right to say that! B*stard!!! I have nothing against black/dark-skinned people and am proud to say I don't practise racism. But right there and then, I had wanted to say, what are you feeling superior about, you stupid black! If you are so good, you wouldn't be here cheating tourists' money!' Arghhh... just thinking about that makes my blood boil!!!

Anywayz, better get my blood pressure down.

Realise that ever since Straits Times started charging for its online newspapers, I've been getting my dose of Singapore news from blogs of friends and relatives which in any case, are much more interesting to read than boring old Straits Times. ^_^

Had our final review meeting (for which I stayed till 9plus last Friday to finish the ELISA) yesterday, with heads of various labs. The results for the assays that I had done were a little strange (by strange I mean, not as they had expected and some results were not reproducible in the 2nd round) and I was worried about what they would say about that. Some irritating colleagues had already incessantly asked if I had done everything, my dilutions and calculations correctly. Enough already! For the last time, I knew what I was doing, and am sure I did my dilutions and calculations correctly!!!

When it came to the slide where my results were presented, everyone was looking curiously at me. I started to shrink in my seat when the CSO (Chief Scientific Officer - boss of the boss of my boss) of the company said, 'What worries these young people is that the data antagonizes their hypothesis. But I am not at all bothered by it. The assay is definitely ok, the hypothesis is just wrong.'

Whoohoo!!! I was soooo relieved!!! Everyone else then started saying things like, ya, maybe IL1-b itself (by no fault of the assay or the person who did it) is not such a good marker, there might be other processes involved in this etc etc... ha! *feeling just a little happy with oneself that the CSO was actually on my side!*

At the end of the meeting, after the vice-president of business development (boss of my boss) said his piece, the CSO said he has something to say. Immediately, everyone who were leaning in their chairs, pulled in their chairs and sat up really straight to hear what he has to say. And I was just like thinking 'Wow!' I have heard from a lot of colleagues that this guy is very well-respected and thus I know that everyone sat up to listen to him not just because he's the big boss but also that what he says is important and respected. Compared that to when my China colleague was presenting his results and after a while, everyone started rolling their eyes, whispering, looking restless, giggling (one guy did. eww!). He cannot do a presentation for nuts!!! Anyway, back to the CSO. When he asked questions during the meeting, he even used a light joking manner and totally did not display any of the 'I-am-oh-so-superior, I-know-everything' attitude (again, as opposed to my China colleague, who is nothing, by the way).

I am absolutely impressed! Don't think I would ever reach that level but I would keep this CSO in mind as one of my role models (he is a professor in Yale too, by the way. Half his time here and half in Yale. Flies through 2 continents every week.)

Have got to go do some treatments for my mice now. Will be very careful.
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Friday, September 09, 2005

Backlog...

Arghh!!! Haven't had any time at all to write. Scurrying to and fro the in-vitro and in-vivo (where I mostly reside in) departments (in different buildings somemore...) to perform experiments means I have no time at all to use the computer. Am only able to write now (am actually supposed to input some data into Excel but have decided that that can wait until I've finished writing) cos' I'm waiting for my ELISA test to finish incubating. Stupid ELISA has too many incubation periods and washing, washing and more washings!!! This means I have to stay late at work on a FRIDAY, again!!! Eee!! It's 9.10pm now and I'm still in the office... Finished my ELISA test at 7.30pm and just got it all into Excel AND Powerpoint (for presentation on Mon) and sent out to bosses.

Work update:

Homing#2 and the horrible C6 & B16 have been sacrificed. (Fortunately, was sick and thus, absent on the day of the sacrifice of C6 & B16. Heard horror stories about how disgusting the tumours were, especially B16. Tumours were black and bigger than the mice themselves so it looked like tumours with mice attached rather than mice with tumours. One tumour 'exploded' when my colleague was trying to remove the skin to retrieve tumour. I saw the tubes of tumours in formalin and have decided that I cannot describe the grisly sight and thus will save you guys the unhealthy details.)

New experiment started - C26 Cahexia - where we investigate (cross our fingers and hope our compounds work) one of the worst side effects of cancer, weight & muscle loss. Our victims this time are cute brown furry mice. I really dislike treating them (subcutaneous injections of compounds dissolved in corn oil) everyday... In the beginning, they squeak pitifully when I do that. But I don't particularly have a choice, so I simply shut my heart and do it. Some of them have developed sores on their skins as a result of the injections. *heart pain* Now, they don't really protest anymore. Could it be that they have resigned themselves to their horrible fate (the poor things) or is it that they know I am trying my best to not hurt them unnecessarily? (Strangely, the mice go crazy - jump around, squeak a lot and sometimes try to bite - when my supervisor injects them. We usually do the treatments together so it's faster.)
Homing#3 started.

Will start C6#2 soon. B16 experiment abandoned (Thank God!) cos' it's too aggressive a tumour.
Inspectors coming to check our animal facilities. It will be the third time. Hope this time everything goes well. Else we might have to shut down our animal facilities. On this day, I am asked to discretely be absent from the animal facilities. (Officially, French regulations does not allow me to perform experiments on animals unless I get a certification from them.) Maybe then I would be able to stay in my office that day the whole time and surf the net. But chances are slim since I have tons of other work to do.

Supervisor just sent me an email this morning listing the work I have to do soon. I have to continue with my ELISA tests until the bosses are happy. I do feel grateful that I get to cross between in-vitro and in-vivo, but sometimes bosses press me for results both ways and I feel like a stressed-out pancake. X( Hah. You get the idea...

On a happier note, my last 2 weekends passed pretty good. The last Friday of Aout (August) I had dinner at a Japanese restaurant (owned by Chinese. Heard them speaking Chinese. Sighz. Which means food was only just about passable. But well, I miss Jap food and with my financial status, that was only kind I could afford). Went cycling in a big park on sat. Had fun though it was only for an hour. Haven't cycled for a long time... Missed it even if I'm not all too good at it.

Last Sat, went to read in another big beautiful park near an old castle (Chateau de Vincennes). Sat in an open meadow in front of 2 beautiful houses and lots of people sitting around sunbathing. Watched a grandfather playing soccer with two young grandsons. Him shouting 'Bravo, bravo!' to them sometimes. ^_^ Looked up to see the sun streaming through brown leaves, casting long beams of tremulous gold so that everything in its path had the colour of warm honey. It was so restful that I actually fell asleep with my head on my knees for a bit.
Got up to walk around and found a nice lake just behind the houses. Went boating for an hour and discovered that although I used to canoe (with a 2-sided paddle), I don't do very well with boats that have 2 single oars. heehee...
Last Sun was the first Sun of the month, and the nice thing about it is that all national museums and some monumental buildings here in Paris are free! Whee!!!
Decided to visit Musee National Picasso de Paris. Stared blankly at some sculptures and paintings, trying my best to understand what it is about. Modern art is obviously not within my grasp. One metal sculpture which I thought looked like a chicken turned out to be a woman doing gardening. O_o Heehee... *embarrassed*
After about half an hour (maybe even less) in the museum (a lot of the rooms were closed as they were preparing for an exhibition), I went to another museum (Musee National du Moyen Age) that holds exhibits of the Middle Ages. Had to rush through the rooms as it was near closing time. Might have to go back again to have a better look.

Haven't yet decided what I will do this weekend. I hope it will be quite as fulfilling as the last 2. Might go to the Louvre as I have a youth Louvre card.

Have more to say but think will save that for later as it's late now and I should get home... *rubbing tired eyes*
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