Sorry but I hate that song.

Limits and no limits. Hard to control if you're in the middle of a party or sth.

Well no offense, but I hate wasting my time lending people my stuff and have to sit on the couch and wait like a nerd. Shit.

And sorry I have to say it again, I hate that song.

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Photo taken on some random day in Paris.

Knock, knock!

She was knocking on my window while I was writing on the wall. I went out to say hi but I was wearing in short.

- COLD -

Temperature dropped down as low as the occupancy rate. So there was only 1200 guests in the house and that's what it should be as having a breakfast in a slow tempo.



It was raining like hell from 11h today until I got home. As it was still raining around 20h so I guess the firework show will be called off. Instead of going to the firework show again, I made some pasta and japanese style salad then finished the rest of the wine.

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Photo taken at metro stop Bastille.

Fly me to Milano, svp.

I was talking with my friend that I couldn't find any Alexander McQueen shops in Paris, then I was suggested to go back to Milan again.

And then I thought of the film Confession of a Shopaholic. The girl did some shopping but ended up buying some sweater with only 5% of Cashmere and it's even made in China. Having the same experience when I'm looking for a pair of gloves the other day. I checked the Kenzo store and it was with a surprisingly acceptable price. But after I took a look at its label I ended up saying thank you to the clerk and left.

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Photo taken earlier in June inside Galleria Vittorio Emanuele II in Milan. The guy seemed tired and perhaps he's waiting for his girlfriend to finish her shopping.

How may I help you?

There's something interesting I've discovered recently. If the very first language I speak on the very first time of the day is English, then I can speak fluently afterwards, but if it's French, then it will be the opposite.

So, here's what happened yesterday. There were two guests standing in front of the toaster and trying to get something from my colleague. Of course they're not going to get it since my colleague speaks only french and they are English-speaking guests. I approached and trying to ask what they want. However, the first word came into my head was french and I couldn't even think of a sentence like "how may I help you" to ask them. And just right there, they started to talk to me and saved my life at the point.

- Your order is on the way, sir. -

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Photo taken a few weeks ago. Took my friends to dine at this restaurant while they're visiting Paris.

It's warm, but Halloween has gone.

It was 14 degrees. It was windy but not as cold as last week. It was not chilled in the restaurant, or you can even say it was hot. It was the heat that I can felt in the air. It was the steam that I can even felt the sweat on the edge of my hair. It was my clothes sticked with my skin that gave me this uncomfortable feeling when I'm collecting the plates. Then it was all free when I took my uniform off. Fresh, being rescued.

And btw, I'm listening to Matchbox Twenty - Cold right now.

Oh, I also fixed a dinner for my housemate and myself with a Spanish eating schedule finished at 23h00. Yes, my housemate is a Spanish if you're wondering.

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Photo taken on some random day wandering around new places in Paris. This corner made me feel like I'm not in Paris but in Milan, or at least some place southern.

Sometimes we need a place to be alone.

Photo taken on some random Monday in Paris at Jardin des Tuileries. The sun came out right before I'm about to take this photo and people in the garden all moved their bodies into the sun. It's a precious moment when it was raining and windy for days.

And this is something I find I can leave everything behind and just to face myself for the moment. Then I have this conclusion, that is, life is beautiful.

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各位不要緊張，罷工還是持續的。當然我是指本部落格的罷工。但或許我想換個方式呈現文章也說不定。

巴黎記錄第一百零三天及第一百零四天。

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第一百零三天。
近日來開始變冷了，早上據說又到了五度這種誇張的氣候，但是我居然只穿了毛衣加上薄外套就去上班了，又是開始習慣了嗎XD，然後在臉書上看到學妹說芬蘭已經下雪了，哪一招阿。

今天又有西班牙媽媽來找我要東西，得以讓我講講幾句剛學到的西文，但是那媽媽也挺好笑的，我跟她講西文結果她回我英文，接著又冒出一句法文來，天曉得我該不該回她中文XD。

中午雖然有團體，但是我負責接待，總共只帶了五桌，兩點半打烊時間不到餐廳就清空了。
下班先到公車站等Karina，約了她一起去園區買baquette，又這樣一路聊回家。

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第一百零四天。
昨天晚上室友約莫一點多兩點才回到家，我大概是沒有睡很熟所以有醒來，一醒來還以為是到了要上班的時間，後來真的起床了之後卻感覺全身酸痛，完全沒有精神，一出門還發現外頭飄著小雨，悶。

因為很累加上今天的職務被排得很奇怪，所以我不小心擺了臭臉給某些我討厭的人看。
下班之後原本還計畫要去買菜，後來想起今天有罷工火車會誤點，所以又一路跟Karina聊回家。進門之後發現Rafa在家閒閒沒事做，說著他要去Val d'Europe逛街，我就答應他一起去走走，這一走又讓我帶了一本pasta的食譜回家。

對了，今天唯一的好消息是我室友週一要去美國渡假十一天。