you have seen so little of me all thanks to the lousy beyond description internet connexion in mon l'appartement. it is one very special building cus picasso lived ther many years ago. haha. do not ask me if he ever came back and i ever bumped into him pls. amituofu.

'zhuuu, i'm homeeeeee' as usual i would shriek and the girls would their eyes at.
'come let mummuy kiss u!'

'haha i bite you ahh'

and i squash him just to take a good pic of myself.

last night, when it was raining and after school, we went for quick. (fastfood restaurant here)
before school on monday
i have no hairdryer so my hair gets really crazy

on sun, me and jules went up the arc, for 8 euros. and the view we saw, priceless.

they aint performers they are just the patriotic scottish

jule starbucks me

its cold even when the sun is out. the weather that day was perfect

nearest metro station to my house

i took this damn good picture of ms juliteng

ready to go, the sequence of the pictures got cocked up again and i am sorry!

now pictures of my appartment
where i do magic and serve my stomach
tour effiel (too eh fell) outside my window in my 7.30pm sky.

fish, i cooked with the cod fish sauce
veg, and it feels like home
on last sat, we went ard pigaelle. home of the exotics and erotics in paris. lol
moulin rouge and graffiti on the train

along pigaelle
lol. Ils parle anglais!

must-eat

that night me and jules played with make up

and that day we met nick

also the day i made my reservation.

while waiting for the rest and nick

their ez link card equivalent machine

me and jules' must do everyday we passs this mirror

H&M chatelet

look at the mac pricing


and here is my 13 sgd caifan. siao. they actually weight your stuff.

even buddha in my appartmet has got a nose can


basking in the train

more of my appartment

our 22 euros rice cooker. rip off.