• 11Nov

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  • 10Sep

    I wonder how many nights has it been already. It wasn’t yesternight, or the night before, or the night before that. So was it four night ago? Or maybe five? Six? One hundred? I can’t remember. I didn’t look at the date when I woke up. But I do remember that on that random night, I dreamed of Tinkie.

    When he was with me, I dreamed a lot about him. Like dreaming about a bad rat taking over Tinkie’s igloo-house. Which did happen, except the rat didn’t take over, since we threw it out. Or about Tinkie pooing everywhere, in kind of the same way a glue gun melts the glue. Which, of course, is not how 小 Tin poos.

    This time, I dreamed that he came out of his little purple igloo just like how he always did. And I was so happy. I called my mom and dad over, and I was yelling “小 Tin 回来了!小 Tin 回来了!“ They came and they were so happy too. We took 小 Tin out of his cage and he was his old self, before respiratory infections. We were holding him and petting him. And he was sniffing around, like how he always did. And when I held my hand to him, he bit my finger. He didn’t bite in the traditional sense. He just lightly pressed his teeth to my index finger, without breaking the skin. I’m sure that’s his way of saying “hello, I’m back. Didya miss me?” And that’s where the dream ended.

    I didn’t wake up right after the dream finished. But when I did wake up, I can still feel how happy I was to see 小 Tin. My heart was literally racing with joy. Even now, I feel it. Whenever I think about the dream, my heart skips a beat (in fact, several beats, if I keep on think about the dream). Of course, the dream itself is illogical. When I was dreaming, I didn’t question at all how 小 Tin came back, nor did my parents. But that’s how it should be. Little details like that should be ignored.

    It’s interesting how although I tell people that my hamster’s name is Tinker Bell, I never called him by that name.

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  • 25Jul

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  • 09Feb

    Year of the Rat = 鼠年

    Hamster = 仓鼠

    Therefore, hamsters are included in 鼠年.

    咱家小 Tin 可是有俄罗斯帝国皇族血统 的说。

    不过,得给 Tinkie子 换 diet. 不能再吃那高能量高糖分的东西。跟 wiki 的那位一起吃黄瓜。

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    Just watched two movies this afternoon, 向左走,向右走,and 夜 上海.

    向左走,向右走 was really cute. But the quality was bad. The people in there are stretched horizontally to achieve the “DVD screen” effect. But it was really sweet. Parallel lines will eventually meet.

    夜 上海 is awesome! Go see it for yourself.

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  • 13Oct

    Here’s a Calvin and Hobbes comic strip totally unrelated to anything

    I was just talking to my mom today about hamsters, rats, mouse, and other rodents.

    Ever since I got my Tinker Bell, I find myself feeling connected when watching movies featuring rodents (ie. Ratatouille). It was such a good movie…now, if only I can train my Tinkie to do French cuisine…*starts daydreaming*

    *sigh*

    Once I learn how to edit videos, I’ll upload videos of my Tinkie. He’s just so cute :D

    Oh and new layout! This layout is so nice. 好清爽的感觉. And I finally figured out the radio.blog thing! Yay, hooray for me. Next time, I’ll remember to do the album cover so it doesn’t look so plain…-.-

    And I just added “Word (of the Post)”. I just thought of this word “Schadenfreude” now and decided that it would make a nice word of the post. Schadenfreude means pleasure taken from other’s misfortunes, which is the equivalent of 幸灾乐祸. Epicaricacy is suppose to be the English equivalent, but most dictionaries don’t have this word…(info from wikipedia)

    [edit] …Yes, I’ve been doing my math homework…everyday…why?

    Arrgh. (just feels like saying that) And I need to read over the stuff I write at least ten times before doing anything. It’s filled with simple grammar/spelling mistakes! Arrgh.