Paris je'taime

last nite, while i was desperately trying to sleep...i ended up staring at blank space..n became emo..... emo abt my experiences in paris.. this blog spot,i will juz write wat goes on my mind..
keep on thinking abt my stay in paris,i miss it so much, e carefree moments,e cold weather there... one of my favourite moments was sitting at e open field in Invalids with e wind blowing strongli...as mike,mirani n me juz slept on e grass, resting after exploring e lourve museum in juz a day,we were going to e napolean museum next. how i miss those carefree moments whereby dun need to study dun need to work..man wat life..
everywhere in paris,u juz look up n chances r u will c e effiel tower...colourful pple all ard,not necessarily nice,but extreme...musical appreciation is probably max here whereby pple can juz dance or sing in e middle of e streets n displaying their joy..no wonder y pple say french r passionate..they express emotions well..
INT..wat a beautiful sch,n how can i forget e admin officer sandrine roche hu helped me a lot. there was this emabrassing moment though whereby she was counting e attendance for a trip, n when comes to raymond, she said,"raymond,of course". e whole bus laughed. laugh out softly.... but every1 there was too good to us..all e staff there realli protected us from e harshness of paris, n e food there so cheap n nice too.. e lessons...so fun too,i realli love cultural class..n also ..jean claud massey made french classes so interesting..even though i suck in e language,but i realli love every moment speaking e language of love...
Nice..wat a wonderful moment..undeniably also coz i won money there..but also coz of travelling alone, never b4 i felt so careful,esp of thefts..so nice.. n i gett o play bridge there..n is not abt winning...e fact tat i was so welcomed there..with e lousy english..n they even had a lady drove me b to my hotel.. so nice.. n i will remember spending e last hour juz looking at e beach,noeing it is time to leave.
chatelet,my favourite place in paris..n dun ask me y..it is indescribable..
montmarte..sleezy n sleezy..it ozzes of excitement all round e place
e effiel tower...e finale over there..how could i not feel it everytime i c it..racing down e effiel tower with e hongkongers,..racing from there b to sch to catch e italy train
carrefour..it will bring a new meaning to me next time.
Paris je'taime