unbelievable

can you believe it?

i’m home in a week.

i’ve been here for two weeks.

in exactly 11 days,

i will be home.

so.

you remember  蝦餃?

yeah he’s a popular café here.

looks like i can’t get away from him after all.

even in paris.

i miss home.

shopping everyday is fun,

but i miss home.

i know i will never see my friends that i’ve made here on a daily basis ever again but,

i miss home.

i miss a lot of things.

paris is great,

but home is home.

i’m dying for an HK lai cha.

i want to go out with my friends back in Richmond Hill.

i miss my mom’s tofu soup.

i miss my turtles.

i miss the clean air,

and most of all,

my bed, turtles, and (sadly) parents.

and strangely,

i also miss my best-friend’s ex-boyfriend.

the beginning of a disaster that started with one letter he sent me.

from canada,

to paris.

and it will all end in,

canada.

wonders.

how many special people change?
how many lives are living strange?
where were you while we were getting high?
slowly walking down the hall
faster than a cannonball
where were you while we were getting high?
someday you will find me
caught beneath the landslide
in a champagne supernova in the sky
someday you will find me
caught beneath the landslide
in a champagne supernova 
a champagne supernova in the sky
wake up the dawn and ask her why 
a dreamer dreams, she never dies
wipe that tear away now from your eye
slowly walking down the hall
faster than a cannonball
where were you while we were getting high?
someday you will find me
caught beneath the landslide
in a champagne supernova in the sky
someday you will find me
caught beneath the landslide
in a champagne supernova 
a champagne supernova
‘cuz we don’t believe
that they’re gonna get away from the summer
but you and I will never die
the world’s still spinning around we don’t know why
why, why, why, why
how many special people change?
how many lives are living strange?
where were you while we were getting high?
slowly walking down the hall
faster than a cannonball
where were you while we were getting high?
someday you will find me
caught beneath the landslide
in a champagne supernova in the sky
someday you will find me
caught beneath the landslide
in a champagne supernova 
a champagne supernova
‘cuz we don’t believe
that they’re gonna get away from the summer
but you and I will never die
the world’s still spinning around we don’t know why
why, why, why, why,
how many special people change?
how many lives are living strange?
where were you while we were getting high?
we were getting high…

non-stop.

pwahaha.

i’ve been up till 4 in the morning here.

so far i’ve managed to:

• walk on the roof of our dorm
• lose 100 euros
• get high off orangina
• had an arguement with a guy in french
• had three guys try to pick me up
• drank 8 L of water
• end up doing laundry for 5 hours

and

• flood our bathroom because our shower takes up half our bathroom

it’s not that bad actually.

we’re just high off the parisian air =)

paris.

okay.

men here are very forward.

and they act as then haven’t seen a little skin (leg) before.

and the red light district is very… graphic.

lovely isn’t it?

moulin rouge was pretty awesome though.

i mean the outside was.

then the eiffel tower was pretty nice as well.

except there were a lot of people trying to sell us stuff and harassing us.

not fun.

we went to the moulin rouge.

but we couldn’t go inside cuz we’re on a catholic school board trip.

we went mental outside a mental unit in montmarte.

pretty awesome.