It's raining outside now. It has been raining on and off today. Tomorrow the guys are going to the islands but I think I will stay back and settle my timetable/schedule/module/emails etc. But maybe I will join them. I don't know; I can be rather indecisive.

I had been writing a bit about the trip so far (actually only the first few days) but I think I will write as and when rather than recounting the past events now because it seems tedious.

The runny nose and cough is getting on my nerves and I hope I get better soon! Argh. Dislike the nasal voice and having to blow my nose every few minutes.

Photos on facebook! Can't wait to visit Serene in Germany and go travelling with the rest and meeting Lionel and Pam somewhere probably :):)

Classes run like 3 times a week sometimes and one lesson can be like one full day like from 8.15-12 and then 13.00-16.00. Full day workshop? So many things to do meh. But that's like, only once throughout the course, so it's sort of fine.

The course should be quite interesting, because I think it's also part of the culture, of the people. It'll be interesting to study how they think. The home university should have this course too, so that Singaporeans can be understood better.

Lessons generally are quite long, or maybe it's just this course and probably course it's only like 2 months long. Each lesson is around 3 hours long :S

1.54am in the morning

Packing luggage for exchange is like preparing for war. Milo, rice, noodles, cleaning materials, clothes.

It is like food rationing as well, because you have to strategize and see which items are more economical to put in the hand luggage, or checked in luggage, because petty KLM refuses to grant me extra baggage allowance.

So I pack, and repack, and weigh that it's 35 kg, 15kg overweight which will cost me a hefty (ok lemme tell ya hefty doesn't even begin to describe it) sum of money.

So I repack again and throw some things out with a heartache because I can't bring my favourite shampoo and conditioner and shower foam and that familiar air freshener which I always use for hall (amongst other things) there and I whine to my parents.

And then the sis and I strategize again and now we are 10kg down (I hope, or at least 8kg). And I hope at the airport later we won't have to repack again. Sigh.


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For a few weeks now every time I take a cab, this thought would always cross my mind, that the day and point in time where I am taking a cab to the airport to catch the flight to Göteborg will be the time and day that I am always wishing to go back to. The time where everything hasn't begun yet, the excitement, the adventure, the anticipation bursting, everything everything. That's the day that I had always been wanting to fast forward to, and will want to go back to one day.


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People keep asking how I feel, about leaving for exchange. I don't know how to answer; how to put these feelings in mere words? It is a complex mix.