Last Tuesday, the students voted to block the faculty entrances for the week, all thanks to Nicolas Sarkozy for not signing the deal. Apparently the whole France is protesting against the new pension reforms. Who the hell wants to work until they’re 62 or 67 years old? I see many reasons for not even creating this law, especially when there are so many unemployed youngsters and homeless students across the roads! They should open more work offers for them, instead of asking the seniors to work until they became great grand parents, they would definitely love to stay home taking care of their grandkids! Bleerggghh!! I’m so disgusted.

I might not stay and work in France for now, and I may have no rights at all to complain about this, but yeah, it bugs me because when they do strikes, I cannot move. There are no buses, no trains, and apparently the faculties are blocked, so on and so forth. Instead of blocking all those shits, the strikers should just figure out something else better to force NS’s signature on the agreement. Like, stop consuming even anything for 2 days and the government will give them what they want. Imagine how many millions of euros of loss for a day, and imagine how the market will fall. Try doing this, and you guys will have advance Christmas celebration.

Paling beh tahan, why, of all things, of all ideas, why, why, did they have to block the faculty? It doesn’t make any senses at all! You want to be smart, go to class, get good grades, graduate with flying colors, get masters or doctorates or what ever shit, and you can get a good work! To barricade the damn university will never bring any good, the other group of students they get angry and they will go striking against you people. Bodoh gile! It doesn’t make any senses. Nah, dedicate one song to you all strikers : Think Think Think sang by My friends Tigger & Pooh. Or maybe go get Namewee to compose a song to NS lah. Lol.

This Monday there’s gonna be another vote, to vote for the re-conduction of this stupid blockage! Kanasai. Nah some photos to share share.

(We would not want to fight for retirement)

(General Assembly in Donzelot amphitheatre)

Tables and chairs also can use to stuck the way. Lol.

Thank you for not letting us into our classes! We don’t have to go to classes anymore! Weeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!!!!! >.<

Uwa uwa uwa.. I miss my buckie. I miss him licking my hand when i wanna leash him. I miss him biting my fingers when i wanna unleash him. I miss his bulu. I wanna pet pet his head. Tsk tsk. I really really miss him.

Should i go back next February? Financial wise, memang enough wan. If i really want to go back, it will cost me around 1000 euros for flight, trains, souvenirs, and pocket money for me to spend in Malaysia. I have that. The problem is when i compare to a one week holiday in UK or somewhere, it might be cheaper than that 1000 euros, probably 50% from that amount. If i go back to my hometown, i can meet my loved ones, i mean, all of them. But then when i think again, i will balik again during the semester break in June/July. So what’s the point going back so many times and wasting so much money? Thing again and again. If i tak balik, i won’t be in the family photo. Ahhh!! That’s a nightmare ler!! Haihz. But sometimes, not everyone gets to get in the family photo. Take Yiang as an example, she was always away in Australia, and there are several years where she didn’t come back for CNY. But that’s another story because her father is super rich, like richer than Brunei king, so.. Hurm. I kinda need opinions now. I have super lots of friends in UK, my neighbour’s daughter is in UK, and my mom’s bestfriend’s daughter is in UK too. So i might as well visit them and celebrate CNY together? They might have super lots of celebrations in UK compared to France because, yea France just don’t celebrate asian traditions, so. Hurm. I don’t know. Me needs opinion.

Yeap yeap, its true. I am loving France, en particulier, Besancon. Wahaha! The people here are seriously nice and friendly! When i was in Malaysia, a lot of people came to me and asked me to take good care of myself because the french won’t help me if i need any help, and they are snobbish, arrogant, and won’t speak English. Ehem! Its not true at all!! Let me tell you something, when i was in a telephone boutique enquiring for some informations, the guy actually asked me so politely : “vous parlez bien francais, si non, je pourrais t’expliquer en anglais si tu veux!” (Do you speak good French because if not, i can explain in English if you wish). See? Before i spoke with that guy, i entered the boutique and queued up behind a makcik, and she actually said “bonjour” to me. And when she finished her stuffs, she said “au revoir, bonne journee” to me. Ahha! So, apa yang snobbish? Huh Huh? :p Please betulkan ye!

Lols. This weekend, we are having this Sonorama thingy happening in Besancon. I’m part of the activity, and i’ll be helping around the town this Saturday and Sunday at the theatre, and i am so happy that i took part! Haha. It’s quite a big thing, (will write more bout sonorama after the event finish next week!) and the most important thing is that the chairman is super kacak! Seriously super macho + handsome! Lol. All volunteers get a free t-shirt, and free nights in clubs too! But i have not go to one because i was so busy with assignments and classes in the evening. So, too bad. Maybe i would go to the next night out after the autumn holidays! Yippee!!

Yea, autumn holidays! I’ll be going to Paris-Rouen-Strasbourg! Yippee to the maximums! Hahax. Never thought of going these places actually but the tickets are not expensive, so i better spend now before the price goes up!

Hahax. Will blog again soon. Its 12.51am now, and i need to get my beauty sleep. I have Sonorama this Saturday so, haha!

Au revoir mes potes!

Hey there.

Heehee. I am finally in France now. Besancon is the place. Here, unlike Penang or Kuala Lumpur, the buildings are very antique and somewhat, creepy. Look at the photos i posted on Facebook, and u shall know. I miss the contemporary batiments in KL and Penang, even houses in Penang are nicer than here. But, please do take note that flowers in Besac are much nicer, bulkier, prettier and more colorful. I can never find red flowers in my hometown, even hibiscus can’t breed for long!

Classes will start next week. Last Monday, we (my friends and i) sat for the TCF (Teste de connaissance de francais) exam, and tomorrow the result will be out! Yeehaw! I wonder which class will i get? With whom will i be? Will the schedule be pact? What time will the class start and end? Oh my goodness. I just can’t wait for the classes to start, at least i don’t have to get sucked in this boring life in my studio, sitting in front of the laptop alone! Haha. *complaincomplain* And i hope that our documents will be settled before October starts. Well, important things like the titre de sejour (ID), student card, bank card, train card and stuffs like that are definitely vital it must be settled before the next holiday because i want to go to Germany and meet Sharan! Weehee!

Ahh! I was away a while just now. A China girl just moved here, and she’s staying opposite my house! Hee! A good start to find a foreign friend huh? When i was lingering around the college last Monday, there are a few China students who greeted me in Mandarin and asked, are u China people? (in Mandarin of course) Everyone knows my Mandarin is “mama-tay” (so-so) only, but at least, i can speak and understand what they were trying to say. Jay Chou! Hehee!!

I wonder how would life be, tomorrow and the following days. I always feel like something is missing, something is not right. God knows. Maybe i should see for myself, what is wrong. And maybe try to make it right. Can i? I doubt that well! Hurm. Perhaps things are not complicated as it may look like, but i prefer to stick to my perception and just do what am i supposed to. Look, from the very start, i already knew that we may never stick like how we used to stick, during our foundation year. Imagine, one can be so close with another one, when she used to talk behind that other person. How hypocrite! And then one can be so harsh to the other one, when last time she depended on the other one so much! Haihz. Life’s like this huh? I see it, and i thank God i don’t have to be in it.

Its 11.18pm now, and 5.18am in Malaysia. Hee. I feel like sleeping, but at the same time i feel like eating because i am hungry now. Haha! Anyways guys. See u in my next post! Have a nice day there!

Its 2.02 am, and i am not asleep yet. *Yawns* Finished reading Ryan’s new blog, and surprisingly, i kinda feel weird and sad when i start to think, again. It is not because that Ryan has got a new blog page or what, but the fact that we are all growing up really sadden me. Chey was once a university girl, came out and start working with companies, but now, she’s a full time housewife, taking care of her son and her husband. (Ça m’étonne, vraiment de voir le changement exact de ma chère sœur.) But its a good thing, still, because her life will be much easier like that, as she has got a good husband that can take care of her and the family. But i will be missing the times when she wants to take me to the lake, but i didn’t want to because i was always afraid that i will fall. Chicken!

Haihz, i scored my exam, badly. So bad that it made me flash back on how i studied for my exams during secondary school. I never passed my exam, because i was so busy for other things but academic. I preferred running at the field, band practice, that i put my studies aside. But thanks a lot to God, i got my SPM, and i am out of  school.

Honestly, i didn’t do my exam well. I didn’t know what happened to myself, because all this while i know i do well, and i never ever stop studying. I won’t get less than 70% and i know, if i get less than that, i can call myself stupid because language is what i really am made for. I only need to focus on 1 subject, and that is the simplest thing i have ever done in my whole life. And what now, i ended up scoring 59/100, ranking second last. I WAS usually the top, at least top 3, but now, i am down below. Haihz, i am disappointed, but i have to accept it anyhow. Knowing that i don’t usually stay at the bottom, i know i will score better in my next exam. (This might sound corky and arrogant, but i need to get my confidence back!)

Anyways, a big felicitation to Atiqa, my classmate for getting the highest for B2. Seriously your efforts really paid!

Its 2.35am, and i gotta go. I have to wake up early tomorow to wash the clothes and then go breakfast with sisters. DimSum i hope!

Au revoir mes cheries!

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Nah Mashitah! Dicte yang kita perlu buat! Haha. Me dirai si tu finis. Merci!

(People! This 2 things are our Cohort’s homework! Haha.)

Je savais, vous êtes tous sache, et vous étés tous très gentils parce que vous faites les meilleures pour les biens de votre étudiants. Mais, savez-vous, on est très occupes quelques fois, et quand il y a le temps libre, on aimerait bien faire les devoirs ou étudier les choses que vous aviez nous donne. Alors, j’espère que vous pouvez nous laisser pendant ce temps la, parce qu’il y a bien d’autre chose que nous devions faire. Je suis désolée, mais je suis très stressée. On apprécie beaucoup les connaissances que vous nous donniez, on vous dit merci bien. On vous aime, et on va vous aimer toujours. Mais, je souhaite que vous puissiez nous donner un peu de temps libre pour étudier soi-même, car c’est pas toujours possible d’accumuler les informations, surtout les connaissances dans les longues heures.
~ Je suis désolée!

Les sentiments de mon cœur,

ne seront pas chaleureux,

destinés à être blessés,

très mal blessés.

Et toi,

peux-tu les voir?

Pendant le soir,

pour les centièmes de fois,

moi,

toute seule chez soi..

Et toi,

tu peux le sentir?

l’horreur d’être menti?

Mais je restais silence,

ne faire jamais aucune offense,

car je sais,

l’offense si je faisais,

ne sera pas écoutée..

Les sentiments de mon cœur,

ne seront pas chaleureux,

destinés à être blessés,

très très mal blessés.

Jessica 14/06/2008