ughhh....

Today I skipped my 8:30 class for the first time since the beginning of school, not to go out or travel, but because my throat is killing me! It feels like a cheese scraper inside when I drink or eat....

I still need to get out of bed and finish my presentation for tomorrow YES ANOTHER ONE.
Cook the left over chicken breast.
Make myself some tea.
Go to a bookstore and buy a lonely planet.

This is my favorite song from the Carpenters!

Alright I don't think anything interesting will happen from now til Saturday morning, I'll put myself in auto-pilot mode until then.

longchamp bag plague

Someone please explain me the reason why EVERY PERSON HERE IN EUROPE OWNS A LONGCHAMP PURSE??

I've seen many guys carrying it around as well.. it's not leather, its almost shapeless...at least it doesn't have the LV tacky & overdone pattern.

This is sadly beyond my understanding, just like the legging trend...

Maybe in Spain we'll be seeing more of these babies...but then again, a balenciaga handbag costs easily 1500$... there, my materialistic post of the week. (it's gorgeous!)

Harukami said....

" And it came to me then.
That we were wonderful traveling companions but in the end no more than lonely lumps of metal in their own separate orbits. From far off they look like beautiful shooting stars, but in reality they're nothing more than prisons, where each of us is locked up alone, going nowhere. When the orbits of these two satellites of ours happened to cross paths, we could be together. Maybe even open our hearts to each other.

But that was only for the briefest moment.

In the next instant we'd be in absolute solitude. Until we burned up and became nothing. "

tout léger tout léger tout léger

Today....

Today I booked a ticket Bordeaux-London on easyjet.com, by accident.
so I guess I'll be visiting England by myself on the weekend of November 6 !!! :)

est-ce que tu reviens pour les vacances, moi je n'ai pas changé d'adresse...

Petite escapade le weekend dernier pour m'échapper de la monotonie de Bordeaux. Ulan et moi avons décidé de faire un tour dans les steppes de Mongolie où nous avons vu le jour.

Sous le vent d'automne, Ulan retrouve son agilité et son regard vif, le sang de ses braves ancêtres coule dans ses veines et il ressent une vague d'adrénaline lui monter aux babines.

J'observe au loin, ces champs de mais qui s'étendent à l'infini....mais que vois-je!


c'est une princesse qui s'enfuit de son royaume! Essait-elle de rejoindre l'autre bout de l'arc-en-ciel, ou s'échappe t-elle de son frère démoniaque??


Mes instincts de chasseur avaient raison, il y a bel et bien un château dans les environs. mais il y a encore une bonne marche à faire avant d'y arriver...



je rends hommage aux habitants de cette jolie contrée!!
Voyez ces braves citoyens coexister en paix et en harmonie. ..


Je dois à présent traverser une montagne....

J'ai cru voir le prince, mais il ne s'agissait qu'une lavette qui est arrivé avant moi au sommet du mont Châtelais.


J'aurai pu me débrouiller et descendre seule comme l'aurait fait Genghis Khan avant moi, mais merci de t'être rendu utile pour une fois. Quelle galanterie!

Cette promenade j'aimerai la refaire cent fois.

looking back...

Today is an awful rainy day in Bordeaux, so the outdoor event on the dune of pila was cancelled. Very disappointing must I say, that place looks so beautiful. But on the bright side, I will be able to catch up on some much needed sleep, & update this blog...

looking back, it was raining the first day I arrived in Bordeaux.

It was grey and confusing. You can tell it's an old city at a glance, but not colorful like Rome or crowded like Paris, although I immediately felt that I was going to like this place.
this is the place victoire, the turtle is a popular gathering spot for young people. In italy there was a lot of piazzas, I just love that concept, its so much cooler to say "lets meet at the turtle at the place victoire" rather than "the exit of guy concordia metro..."this is the ste-catherine street, the longest merchant street in the entire europe. 2 min walk from my house hehe

thank you for helping me with the luggages! I don't think I could have managed, especially with the broken handle lol

The first night in France was spent in a shithole. You CANNOT imagine how small that room was, its unconcievable that a girl lived there for 2 years.... anyway out of respect for her I will not post the pictures, but it will BLOW your mind I tell you!

here's the view outside my living room. Sometimes there are 2 french boys taking their coffee on the small balcony its pretty cute lol. there's also a gay bar downstairs as well as a japanese/korean resto. Must go there one day...