ok so blogger isnt being much help now. I CANT USE COLOUR, BOLD OR ITALICS!!!!!!. anyways, i went to paris and i've just got in ouch with internet connetion.

day 1:

when the plane touched down, i couldnt remember anything else. i just knew my rents rented a flat as "part of the expirience". and i slept most of the day cuz of jet lag.

day 2: i believe my mom dragged me to walk to notre dame. actually, it was pretty near considering that the flat was near many monuments. half way through, it started to drizzle and mom was complaining and was telling me to hurry up because grandma cant walk in the rain.

but what happens?

she stops half way at a street full of shops. she then went straight to the open market to shop for fruits. we were looking at pretty raspberries and some other berries when i noticed one of the store keeper looking at us. he looked like an uglier jude law. he was smiling like an idiot. at first it was annoying. then it wass creepy. he slowly stalked over and the first thing he said was "konichiwa". and then my mom said hello and he turned red. then he was playing with my sister's hair band( those with funny squishy things attached on top) and he started offering strawberries. pervertic? probably. i later found out he is actually one of the nicer french people. some of them are pretty obnoxious.

day3: i forgot the name of the place. anyway my aunt and her sporty friend happened to be in paris so they just dropped by and brought us to some big church. took a lot of pictures and my sister couldnt stop play had games with maggie (my aunts friend). we were sitting around on the seats and enjoying the view then suddenly i hear " SEE SEE MY BABY COME OUT AND PLAY WITH ME - NO YOUR HAND IS SUPPOSED TO GO THE OTHER WAY! NO NOT THAT WAY THE OTHER WAY - WE WILL BE HAPPY FWENS FOREVER MORE!". oh my god it was so embarrassing. she was practically shouting. and in the church they were playing some other stupid game ( HAMBURGER HAMBUGER HAM HAM HAM! etc etc.)

day 4: went to this shopping mall and this nice cafe called (something) de pain. they had nice strawberry tarts. and i noticed they had a whole row of cafes called cafe brasserie (it means a cafe with lots of bread i think. not to be confused with bra).

went to the sub way for "the expirience" and i saw two men. both looked pretty decent. both were wearing those v-neck romeo shrits. both were wearing tight pants. and both were very open about their relationship. they were by the stairs smooching. and it was bloody crowded. you can imagine how obvious it was.

day 5: stayed in the apparent ment because of a strained leg.

day 6: went to louvre. walked around for 6 hours (THIS IS NOT AN EXAGGERATION) and realised that it was impossible to to finish going around the whole museume.

day 7: took a train to london and i wont be too happy about this. my parents traded a nice cosy room with a queen sized bed and two single beds for a room with mismatched furniture. eurgh. i'll update ASAP.( sherlyn, you shall now be contented! this post is uber long!)
8:26 AM