Sunny with a Chance of Freezing Cold!

Bleh,

Today I woke up exhausted cause I just couldn't go to sleep. But this morning we got some great croissants and pain du chocolat from Poilane just down the street. Window shopped a bit and went on our way to the Notre Dame Cathedral... It was FREEZING and windy and cold and sad. >: It was very nice inside and we ended up going up the tower... more stairs.

We had sandwiches in the square in front of the cathedral and some pigeons got so close because of some tourist throwing bread at them. This one poor one had a deformed foot. ): We then ventured our way to Sainte-Chapelle which was a church from the medieval times with some beautiful windows. (:

On our way home I bought some shoes and some souvenirs for people. I'm looking for a skirt and another pair of shoes maybe? <3

My aunties and mommy are having a tad of trouble with the t.v. I wonder if I can get it to work.

- Rebecca

MD'O & E.T

Musee D'Orsay and Effiel tower yesterday.

Crowded art museum.

Nancy, Mommy and I walked up the whole thing. Very tiring. >:

Had udon for dinner.

Beat a boss in Super Mario?!

Couldn't sleep well.

That's all I can think of... But so many things are closed on Sunday around here...

- Rebecca

Paris, Un Jour

Hola!

Wrong language... 'Bonjour' Guess where I am? Finally in Paris, i'm currently in my first evening. Let's start from the beginning shall we?:

My Mom, Aunt (Auntie Nancy) and I got to Pearson 3 hours before the flight thinking that we would need to be there much earlier thinking that it was international. Were we wrong! We ended up waiting for those 2 hours! Our first flight was to Montreal and then we were booked for a flight to Paris. It took just over a hour to get to Montreal from Toronto and we had a hour and a half to wait. Hit the duty free store and I saw this Guess bag, 25% off and no taxes was so tempting. I restrained myself so there would be more money for Paris. (:

The flight to Paris was okay (7 hours!). I tried to sleep through the whole thing because we were set to arrive at 8:30am local Paris time. I ended up waking up every hour... I was exhausted when I got there! Mom had an incident where she took the wrong luggage! "Why is there muffin mix in here?" Good thing we were able to bring it back inside and get her rightful luggage. (:

My other aunt (Auntie Susan) rented an apartment instead of a hotel so that's where we're going to staying at for the next week (Right by Saint-Germain des Pres metro station)! It was scary going into the building because the entrance isn't well lit and it was cold as well as damp. We sent my Mom to go check it out ahead while I waited with Auntie Nancy, we are such wimps. The staircase is very cramped and it was a toughie getting up with the luggage! Thank goodness Pete was able to help us up the stairs. But once you get through the door it was very open! You can look up and we could see the blue sky, and it's just a short walk to another door to the entrance to the actual apartment.

The whole lot of us then went to lunch to Les Comproits. Had to wait for service... a hour? The hostess really didn't want to sit us. >: I had... fish with olive oil and pesto! ... could've done it myself (; Mommy did have Fois Gras though and it was... yummy in the tummy. Veryveryvery rich though... goodness gracious. I was asked if I wanted to have wine. The thing is that I didn't want to have my first sips in the middle of the day just in case something... incriminating happens...

Mommy, Nancy, and I went to the Arc de Triomphe by accident instead of the Eiffel Tower. We then went down Avenue de Champs-Elysees and tried to do some shopping but failed miserably. ): We were still so tired! Instead we went back to the apartment to take a nap. I woke up to the smell of stew. It smelt so delicious. It was very good. Fish, potatos, butter, mushrooms, tomatos, olive oil... For dessert there was some meringue (chocolate, pistachio...) and some of the best rice pudding. (I'll ask where it was from in a second) Chez L' Ami Jean. O:

I now have a task to sketch a dead king for some euros from Pete. (: Learning the instructions on how to get there now. (At least Auntie Susan is)

I don't think we're going to do anything tonight really so, until tomorrow evening!

Oh man, the 6 hours time difference is getting to me again. Until I get my 1000th wind! (:

Lovelove,

Rebecca

Lack of posts.

Hola,

I''m supposed to be packing for my trip tomorrow but i'm being... lazy?

Well, short update. I have done nothing but look for job but no luck. >:

Here's to me surviving the flight!

- Rebecca

Graffiti on the Desk

Heyy,

Right now i'm sitting in the DC library at school. I was hoping that it would be quieter than it is right now but beggars can't be choosers right? I'm currently taking a little break from my CS studying... and somehow I started staring at the desk; it has graffiti all over it. From complaining about courses, the university filled with asians, nerds, smelly students, korean writing, and people declaring their love for people... there's even one saying that they love David Beckham. It made me wonder at what point does someone love someone else?

Sure, people generally love their families and friends but what I mean is at what point in time does someone love someone else as well... lovers? Okay, from what I gather from movies in such is that a person is in love when they cannot imagine life without the other. Haha, and that's when the main character goes running off to the one they 'love'. Now that that person has fallen in love, what keeps this love alive and kicking? Where are the boundaries of love? After proclaiming such love... what happens when it just disappears? Can it just disappear?! What are the signs of someone out of love? Is there a fence between love and like...? The whole idea seems a little bit daunting. I know this is being a bit pessimistic but is it bad for me the believe that the people my age don't know what love is... they are all lying to themselves without knowing? I can't cast judgement because I don't know, but that's what I believe.

I also don't like it when people become so dependent on their partners... I find it a tad pathetic. Although I do admit it has happened to me before. So once someone gets so dependent on the other, and something bad happens between them, it just becomes weird. I mean in general they need support to get through 'it'. But me being me I don't like going to people about these things so I end up suffering by myself for a couple of days haha... But for people to take weeks of time to get out of their funk, ugh it bothers me. It hurts me to see people like that so please do not become so dependent on your partner! It is probably not good for you. Sure, you depend on your partner but there should be a limit.

Sorry i'm harsh... /: This is all my opinion and I am open to other's opinions... Don't hate me please. >:

Back to studying!

- Rebecca

Time to get cracking

Heyy,

The long weekend is over and I just ended up spending it at home alone... except for the cutie poochies. (: Over the weekend I did a mix of studying, working on assignments, feeding and watering the dogs, and spending time with the family. At least one half of it. I miss the other half, haven't seen them in a long time.

Nothing really to say lately I apologize. There just isn't anything interesting in Waterloo... hahaha.

But i'll be back living in Toronto in just over a week. Can't wait! (I'm not really looking forward to the packing and lifting of everything though.)

- Rebecca