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Amsterdam di Belanda

I'm squeezing between my study hours (**ehem..**ehem**) to update this blog. So I hope you read it! So, read it!

Arrived in Amstel bus station in amsterdam at 6am after 6 hours of bus ride from Paris. Some reviews about Eurolines (the bus company we took)...their coach was not too comfy, leg rooms were not spacious enuff, the whole journey the driver didn't turn off the interior light which costed me bad sleep!! $%#!&^$*&^!!!! and there were ths 3 vietnamese friends who kept on talking the whole nite (no racism intended here, just amazement to the fact that they could keep yakking the nite away).

Upon arrival, we were searching for sumthg to eat and a cuppa coffee. nada! nil! zero! enol! So we waited till 7 at the station for cafe to open and the sun to wake up. And guess wat we ate for breakfast...a cuppa coffee and some croissant from "C'est du pain" so much for dutch adventure, huh...

Anyway, we started moving from the station at around 8am, outside still dark, no sign of any drop of sunshine. And BLOODY COOOOOLLDD!!!! FREEEEZZIIIINNGGG!!! like fridge freezing!

First thing's first: Tourist office. Got ourselves a map and a "I AmSterdam" card inclusive of transports, a whole list of free museums and entrance fees discounts, discounts in cafe, resto and such. We started walking in the cold (it was about -2 degrees outside, it's nothing for winter but hey i am a hot-blooded asian woman) and admiring the city with its pretty architectures, cute small shops, some food chain that dont exist in France.

First visit: Madame Tussaud. Quite expensive, we paid 15 euros after discount. The wax statues were quite disappointing and to make things worse they've got this Pirates of Carribean section where the concept is similar to Haunted House. There were people scaring the shit out of you, some scarry puppets with bloods and eyes coming out and all.... gosh...i hate that...i am a chicken for that!

I took pictures with bob marley, President of China, spice girls and the rest which i forgot cuz they didnt impress me. One of the worst wax made was Oprah Winfrey!!! like HELO! why her! She's like my heeeyroooww.....!!!

oh, and pierre-louis touched J-Lo's ass which gave a loud disgusting fart! Cracked me up man! haha...

Then we continued our visit, we had second breakfast at Mcd where pierre-louis tried McKroket. Not bad. Exploring the small streets full of shops are always fun! that's one of my fave things in Europe. Being able to walk outside, at the same time enjoying the glass windows of shops nicely decorated without having to go inside a mall.

We had lunch in this big chinese resto (Amsterdam's full of good asian food, indo resto are quite numerous) that Hera brought us to. The food was delishhheeeouuss..... we were bloated with noodle and peking duck...yum! Sadly, I didn't spend much time with my cuzin Hera cuz one thing or another... Kinda regreted it now.

With Hera, my cousin who's studying in the Netherland

The visit continued in Rijkmuseum where they have some masterpieces from famous artists such as Rembrandt, and whose name I forgot once I exit the door :) But I really enjoyed the Van Gogh Museum. I enjoyed his art, I enjoyed his story. I would like to have one of these at my home later...

Olive Trees

Almond branches in bloom

they are just so pretty....(imagining them hanging on my future living room)

Rijkmuseum

We visited Anne Frank House too. Too bad I haven't read the book cuz even without reading it you can feel the fear and the uncomfort of the 8 people in hiding, living in worry all the time at the back of a jam factory. It was really a memorable visit. I have no photos since it's not allowed inside.

The highlight of Amsterdam is done. other than that, I really enjoyed the pastry, the waffels, the kroket, the asian food...

and I went inside a "coffeeshop" where they sell joints. Everywhere smells like marijuana cuz people are just smoking it all the time, not on the streets though. We took a look at the Red Light district where women are selling themselves behind the glass window. they look like mannequins parading the latest fashion except that they are real girls in bikini, smoking, waving at u and showing off their best "assets" ! Yikes!

These girls are sure costly, if your budget is a bit restrained, why dont you walk down the small streets where you can find much less attractive women in tights, shorts and half-covered breasts BUT much fatter, bad make up, bad choice of clothes, big thighs, big arms, and all you CAN'T imagine :)

Oh yeah! It snowed for one night! it was magical! i loved it I was soooo excited (kampungan...biasa....)

There you go! One more city I visited. Oh how glad I am... five or six more to go.. Haha! Hope this upcoming sales wont dry up my traveling budget of 2008!

The rest of the photos are in my facebook

I'm gonna have to update on Amsterdam trip...

Soon, very soon..

Tiny update for now..

Heylow peeps!!! Hope you've had a verry merry x'mas and a blasting new year party tomorrow night!

I spent xmas just like last year in Pierre-Louis' parents' house in Tours. We had a long, elaborated dinner. This year menu was seafood, so we had prawns marinated in smoked tea which tasted absolutely divine! then we had scallop too in a pretty little glass, this one tasted very good but I didn't really like layer beneath it that brought out strong flavour of daun bawang.

OK! I'm gonna stop now describing our xmas dinner. It will do better with pictures rite! Well, knt do it now, I have all the pics on my camera but I didn't have the usb cable with me. So, gotta be patient y'all!!!

I have been spending holidays here, at the house. Most of the time I do my assignment and studied a little bit for semester exams which are coming in about 3 weeks time!!!

But hold on there, I still have one more thing to look forward to...AMSTERDAM! yeap, im going on wednesday. Stay for 2 days and at the same time I get to see my long-time-never-see little cousin.

Homesick attacked me few times...

Okay peeps, until then! stay tuned for our xmas photos and winter holidays.

HAPPY FATTY HOLIDAYS!

Ca y'est! Je suis en vacances!

But students will always be students rite....... with piling homeworks and never-ending assignments.
At least we are going to enjoy our Christmas dinner in Tours and continue our so-called holidays facing our laptop screens.

**log off from facebook, friendster and such!!**

Mark yesterday's date!!!!

Because Pierre-Louis went shopping!!!! Yessss u got that rite!! S-H-O-P-P-I-N-G!!! As in, going into shops, trying on things and finally paying for them!!!

It's huuuugggee people, HUGE!!!! (it could be a national day)

Ok. maybe some of you don't know what the hell im talking about... so, here's the story...

Pierre-Louis is one human species that has not been shopping; buying clothes, shoes and other guilty pleasure items i mean in yeaaarrssss....!!! He has 5 year old sweaters, socks, pants, you name it! He hates shopping, he hates trying on clothes and he is very verrryyyy picky for shoes, or even clothes for that matter. And he doesn't believe in consuming unnecessary things. Well, he hasnt gone extreme that he lives in a cave, heating up from a bonfire, somehow he is extreme that he refuses to throw his shapeless underwear (don't worry it still can keep his down-there intacts) , i-can-see-his-toes socks, and his sweaters that has few threads of wool coming out already....

OK! You get the picture rite....long story shorts.....

Yesterday he decided that his old suit is not stunning anymore! He needs to look stunning for his upcoming interview this tuesday. He needs a i'm-gonna-bring-money-to-you-so-hire-me suit! So off we went at saturday moring 10.30 am for suit hunting, white shirt hunting and shoes hunting!

He found THE suit at Zara. I'm loving it too! He does look...well, stunning (subjective opinion coming from me!)

But the shoes searching was oh-so-tiring...... he did find a pair that pleases him (after 3 hours of going in and out of shops), but guess what! no size! "come back next week, ok...." the shop lady said.

Guess he has to sick with his old black shoes for now.

Pray for him so he will get that job and everything will Insya Allah goes well from there...

Number 100

marks my 100th post!!!

That's right! I've written 100 precious, time-consuming, brain-draining posts!!!!

I've put up THIS long! dedication baby....dedication.....

Everyone MUST read this!

MY X'MAS WISH LIST:

it's not like I celebrate christmas (no, I have not turned direction) it's just I love making what-I-want list and I dont reject any x'mas gifts :)

1. New sweaters...lots of it! I have my eyes on few pretty sweaters from Mango.

2. Books

3. New haircut (getting it soon)

4. A pair of jeans

5. winter coat

6. Nintendo DS and its games

7. Nintendo Wii

8. A pair of glasses

9. shorts for Gym

10. Jalan jalan ke Bandung, Bali, KL, Maldives...

Fatigue

I went to gym last nite after being absent since last friday. Gosh! My muscles ached after a session of BodyPump.

Today was a long day spent in a classroom doing a project of Sociology du Developpement. From 9.30-16.00 we sat in front of our screen, thinking and typing our grille d'entretien and analyses d'entretien. I am gonna puke panini!

I still have 45000 things to do. I am moving forward, but slowly....not necessarily surely...

My mum sms me "Hey! We are in Bandung with tante nde, gallivanting in Paris Van Java mall!"

great....just great..... @%#$@$^&@#%$%!!!!!!!

I denied to be conquered by instant depression, solution: red cute CHEAP scarf from Zara Kids!!! Only 9.90 euros but oh-so -cuuuteeee...!!

PPI Perancis 2007

Hope you had a great weekend, cuz I did! Tiring but great!

As i said on previous post, I spent my weekend in Paris to attend the assembly of PPI Perancis 2007.

So the five of us (Dika, Stephan, Bang Kadar, Pak Trides and I) left on Friday night, almost saturday morning (12am) from Toulouse train station: Matabiau.

On board we were so impatient to check out our compartment (we get to sleep on small beds) only finding that our compartment door was locked! Mister train only opened it up even after the train left. It was not all, our beds were not equiped with blankets, no pillows, no extra small boxes whereby we could find a pair of useful ear plugs, two candies to regulate morning breath :( , adn what else I couldn't remember.

After taking about 20 minutes to actually settle down complete with our blankets and yada yada, we fell asleep so save and sound.....zzzz....

We reached Paris at 7.30 am saturday morning. There was Rida who picked us up from Paris Montparnasse to bring us straight to KBRI (Indonesian Embassy) to have breakfast and start the meeting.

waiting for our compartment to be unlocked. Ya foto foto doooonk!!!

I was dead tired but excited at the same time, knowing that soon I was gonna meet a lot of people and was sure enough to eat good food until tomorrow!! Haha!

On the way to the Embassy. 7 Hours of bad sleep made no effects on our smile!

Nothing much on the meeting. We discussed many details on the rules and regulations, on voting rights, on president candidature, etc. It was a very long and tiring process to elaborate one by one. But at least now I know how it all goes and I learnt a lot about organisation.

Break time and lunch time were my favourites throughout the whole program. Besides getting to eat good Indo food, I got the chance to widen my networking. Never have I imagined meeting these people in France, and I kinda regret the fact that it was only now that I met them. It would have been lovely to bond earlier, rite!
These Indonesian scholars are spread out in the whole France, lotsa them study in La Rochelle, Lyon and Marseille and most of them are BGF receivers (Bourse du Gouvernement Francais = French Government Scholarship)

We left Paris reluctantly. Personally, I wasn't ready at all to leave, I wanted to spend more time with these people. Don't I sound clingy and desperate..... ?? I wasn't, really. It's just that I had the feeling being at home surrounded by these people, being on Indonesian "land", chatting away, laughing away in a language that I was born and very comfortable with... There was this sense of belonging that I have lost for quite some time which I was starting to get cosy with. It felt so different being a foreigner in a land so far away from home than being one in Malaysia.

p.s: Our embassy is huuugeee!!!! and guess who's our neighbour? Mr. Eiffel!!!

Posing with puppets with traditional costumes from Sumatra

So, after 2 weeks of strike in my Uni, we have commenced the class again. Hardly two weeks later, it was blocked again! So we enjoyed tuesday and wednesday off last week.

I am going to Paris tonight to attend the General Assembly of PPI (Persatuan Pelajar Indonesia or Indonesian Student Association) Perancis. It could be very interesting to see how it all goes (voting for the Chairman, regulate the PPI laws, and all the blah blahs...)and of course, to meet fellow indonesians too!

I am gonna stuff myself up with KFC and Starbucks while im in Paris. Yea....toulouse is saaaaad....

So, have a great weekend people!! I hope i will, i deserve it after one shitty week!

Ciao et Bisous!

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DONT JUDGE ME OF MY LACKING OF MORE USEFUL ACTIVITIES, AS LONG AS THE STRIKE GOING ON I'LL BE SITTING AROUND AT HOME, SUFFERING FROM THE COLD OUTSIDE AND LOVING MY LAPTOP not for academic homework ;)

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My beloved southpark and I

He has pale skin, due to lack of sunlight at this time of the year. He always puts on his green/blue winter hat everytime he goes out, his warm scarf and black winter coat (could not found black winter coat). I added a teflon pan because of his love to cooking.
And I present you......ME!!! doesnt she look like me? curly, messy hair, light brown complexion, but no i dont put santa's hat when I go out, Im just feeling all...christmas-y.... And by this time of the year, Im very loyal to my brown winter coat, scarf and red gloves.

I put that smile, cuz I have nice teeth!!! huhuhuhu.....

Our Simpsons avatar!!!!!

A very very long weekend....

It's not because french academic calendar is so generous that we had a very long weekend, as in from monday-sunday, it's because there was a student strike this week that we had no choice but cancel all the classes due to the gates, classroom doors were locked and blocked by tables and chairs. The reason why the had a strike....well, I dont feel like telling the whole story all over again maybe you can just google it or sumthg. I'm not a good blogger, eh?

So, what did I do to fill in my days....??? No class, lotsa projects, long list of to-do things.... should make an easy equation rite: lotsa time + lots to do = perfect!

But nooooo..... I am still procrastinating cuz this is wat Im good at! Im making the most of my off days lazing around...

I did some research for my training placement next year, I sent my CV thru Internet to some organizations, I hope one of them is a goal.

I did some reading here and there for my projects out of guilt!

Pierre-Louis also spent his time making Kueh Sus, or Choux in french for me!!!!! It was not bad at all or maybe it was just because I was really craving for it the whole week that I was getting annoying...

The Choux turned out delicious!

my favourite chef

Last saturday, we were invited to a housewarming party in Mbak Ary and family's house who just moved in town from Germany. So this family is quite unique...in the sense of the father was born in Germany from Indo-German parents, the mother is pure Javanese, the children look like typical Indo children but they DONT speak Indo at all!! the children I mean... Ok, they have grown up in Germany, been going to German school and they have German nationality and all....but dont you think it's a bit sad that they only speak a little bit of Indo?

home made Bakso, enaaaak....

Ada nasi tumpeng segala

The host

Student gang, ibu2 called us

Cake cutting class

We stayed like this for like....10 minutes. Everybody wants to take a picture from their own camera. Men were the victims.

Anyway leave that to my personal opinio. The lunch was greaaaatt!!!!! food spread was more than enough, taste was delicious, companies were nothing but noisy bunch of Indo women (remind me of my Mum's gang in Kuching) cracking jokes all the time until my stomach ache due to laughing too much. And I ate too much too. But the dessert...nothing to shout out about except the poppy seed cake and the caramel pudding which reminded me of home.

Saturday evening after the lunch party, my friends and I decided to go to Capitole to see the events of Festa Tolosa which started out great with lotsa small bands playing spanish, african, hiphop music, but getting boring towards the middle. So we left the venue and headed home unsatisfied and could not be bother to stay until 10pm for the so-called Hiphop dance battle (blegh!) since Pierre-Louis' foot getting sore (he fell down during gym, did I mention it?).

It's getting cold here....

Yes! Autumn is here. The smell of cold has arrived. And I'm coooold....!!!!

No, im exaggerating a bit. It's not that cold yet. It has been a warm october and I hope it's gonna be the same for November.

No plan yet for Xmas holidays, maybe this year we will have the chance to go skiing. Finger crossed.

So far I have been quite happy with my time table for Master 2. Classes are in reasonable amount of hours. I have got enough free time as much as "learning" time (yea rite!)

The weekend was spent nicely. On saturday, I dragged Pierre-Louis to go to the gym with me to try "step" since there was a free try out for everyone. He was having a laugh of his life instead of working out. So was I!

He started laughing when the instructor came into the room. He was this cute bubbly gay guy with white trainings from head to toe. And he's so funny!

He kept laughing (pierre-louis i mean) when we started warming up, and finally he got lost with the coreography. It was fun for me, annoying for him.

On sunday, I met up with Evelyn who came down to Toulouse from Grenoble. It was fun to see her again. She decided to came by my house, then we headed to a salon de the to have delicious tea and cake. One of my favorite things to do in Toulouse. We had a good laugh, shared good stories, and more good laugh.

I didn;t take any pictures of pierre-louis in the gym, but I have some from our afternoon tea!

Lebaran di sini

I haven't posted anything about Hari Raya here in Toulouse. Anyway, this is will no-pictures post because I didnt bring my camera over that day. There are some pictures but I have to link it to somebody's multiply page.

Last day of puasa usually full of meaning, we have won one full month of "resisting" hawa nafsu of any man can imagine and if we have been doing extra ibadah, we know in this holy month of Ramadhan we would be full of blessing from Allah SWT.
I miss listening to the loud and beautifully sang takbir from the nearest mosque and I miss the joy, I miss getting staying late at nite one week before Lebaran preparing cookies with my mom in the messy kitchen. Waking up in the morning of Lebaran getting ready to go to the mosque to pray with the whole family and meeting those familiar faces on the way and start to ask for forgiveness and bersalam-salaman.

What I really miss is the Lebaran feast and buffet spread at my grandparents' house and our "forgiving" session which includes sungkeman (when my parents and grandparents sat on the couch and us, the children and grandchildren will take turn down on our knees and ask for forgiveness from them). Everybody will cry at this moment.

* me stop dreaming* Here in Toulouse, I didn't go to the mosque because I didn't feel like going alone. But we were invited to a open house at Bu Ninik's place, like usual. Hehe... (she's so kind...) I had a great time, almost everyone was there. My indo gang (we had to walk from the bus stop to the house for like 15 min. in my heels!!), the indo women, their french husbands and their noisy children. Very very merry....

Food was great, there was ketupat of course, gulai kambing, lontong sayur, es cendol!!!, and the rest that I could not remember cus I ate so much I just started grabbing everything.
There was even bottles of wine!! Haha...... no, I didn't drink any.

A day well spent. Eventhough nothing compares to celebrating Lebaran with your beloved family, but hey, I couldn't complain this time.

Long overdue posts

I have been wanting to blog about our trip to Stockholm, but gotten soooo lazy. Plus, we were busy cleaning up apartment, walking around in Toulouse, cooking for buka puasa (okay, im not THAT busy for this one), you know......useless stuff.

The old town with interesting architecture

Me eating my banana, we always packed our own lunch and eat it in the park

So yea...Stockholm. It was cold *d'uh*, pretty, clean, and the best is everybody speaks english!! Thank God for that because we were worried for not bringing swedish dictionary along. As you can see, we pretty much survived the daily life there.

Museum...something....forgot. Not a museum person I am.

In front of Royal Palace

Ryan Air was good. No delay no nothing, just a standard low cost airline. Somehow, eventhough we paid our tikets for 1 cent (42euro after tax), we had to spend for airport shuttle in Paris and in Stockholm, which came about 50 euros each. Huh!

Stockholm

Hotel was cute, an ancient boat abra kadabra-ed into a hotel located in waterfront facing the City Hall. Really lovely, except the part that they do not provide bed sheet! yea, laugh all u like... lucky we knew about it and brought our own. We are soooo not gonna pay 6 extra euros for stupid bed sheet.

Our hotel

Spent first day of course exploring the city which is made of 14 islands, so there are bridges everywhere. We even joined the boat tour together with all Chinese middle age tourists.

Cyclists are fierce!! They are serious when they ring those bells, means move away from the bicycle lane if you love your life.

However, everything is sooo expensive. Well, not much different from France but kinda confusing since they don't use Euros. We ate lotsa salmon and fish-like dish, one very good salad bought in the local market, tried the local pastries which did not deserve any shout out, even the coffees tasted weird.

Okay, back to the happy stuff. All in all it was a great getaway. I've always wanted to go to one of the skandinavian countries. There were definitely lotsa pine trees and cute-looking red houses on river banks on the way to the airport, lotsa blond people too. But the highlight of the trip was the ICEBAR!!! That was cool, literally. Everything made of ice, the bar, the table, the glasses, the wall, the floor, except the bar ladies. And we had to put this silvery-millenium eskimo outfit to fight the cold inside, since it's gotta be 0 degrees.

The ICEBAR!!!! And its curious bartender. That is pyramid of glasses.

Ice table

I was craving for hot dogs sold in those street hawkers like on TV, but booo hoooo, they are all made of pork. So there! I had kebab instead.sigh.....

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On different subject. Ifa finally made her way to Paris. Our meet was short and brief. She was tired and jet-lagging from the flight. She did not look so enthusiastic seeing Paris, quoting her "so this is Louvre museum, hmm ok, just another building" or "if your apartment is nearby I will be taking a nap or watching dvds" while visiting Eiffel Tower, mind you. Hehe.

I was not so sure whether she was tired or because she's just the kind of person who is not easlily impressed by something, or maybe she is just not a traveller....i dunno.

And we noticed (pierre-louis and I) that people do change with time and circumstances. Maybe we expected things to still be the same as in college 3 years ago. I guess we were wrong. As us, we have been through so many things here in France as well as Ifa in Maldives, I guess our lives have evolved so greatly that we did not realize it has changed us too. Let me just say that things are definitely not the same anymore. I could feel it from our conversation and behaviour, perhaps.

It was lovely seeing her, of course. But we should have expected the unexpected. And I am wondering now since Cecilia is sooo eager to come here, and we are both definitely sooo looking forward to meet each other, i miss her so much. Are things different now between us, has she changed, will she think I have changed, will we be close as we used to be. So many questions linger in my head about our friendship.

Let's just wait and see.

I am going back to class in 2 freaking days!!!!!!!!

Back to france

Yeap, we are back from 3 days trip to Stockholm, Sweden.

More on that later, now got loads to do.

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My dear Ifa is coming tomorroooooowwwww!!!!!!! OH MY GOOOSSSHH!!! bad news is that she's only staying for one day in Paris, cuz she's gotta event to attend to in Deauville. But what the heck, we are meeting up anyway!!! Woo hooooo!!! it's been.....2-3 years???

Buka puasa

First day of Ramadhan passed by so sadly, besides being home alone in Paris because Pierre Louis had a dinner with his colleagues, which I refused to go to, as well because this is the second Ramadhan that I am away from home and I'm reaaalllyyy longing for buka puasa with family eating my mum's five-star quality cooking.

So, I just made myself some pasta for dinner and some fried potatoes for the break fast. Sad sad.....yea i know....

BUT!!! The second day, we spent the whole day in Paris, discovering new streets and districts, trying out Velib (bicycle rent provided by Paris' town hall) and went to Place de la Bastille and Jardin des Plantes. We were soooo tired, imagine without drinking and eating, lucky the weather was just nice and friendly.

Velib rental and parking. We press press and press on the provided machine to unlock the bicycle. First 30 min. is free. And you can find many Velib stations around Paris, so no problem in disposing the bike.

Us in Place de La Bastille. There was some tehcno parade going on, some kind of dance battle or sumthg. Which was lame though..

Jardin des Plantes

We decided to buy some Ispahan for buka puasa in Pierre Hermés shop and another tart made of capsicum and parmesan cheese and blue berries!!!!! ???????huh??? yea it did taste weird.

Pierre Hermés shop. It is beautiful and luxurious. And look at those pastry spread!! They are costly by the way.

This is Ispahan (the pink paste is crispy yet so soft, between there is generous amount of raspberries, litchi cream and some slices of the fruit), I fell in love the first time I tried it which was few years ago. And every time I'm in Paris, I definitely spend 6.50€ for one of these beauty...

So, we sat down in a park at 8 pm waiting for the time for buka puasa and galloped our beautiful little cakes like there's no tomorrow!!


It was heavenly........

I thought I was gonna die......

No, seriously I really thot I was, I thot I would never see Pierre Louis again. Okay, it sounds a little bit exaggerated but you'll see...

The thing is, it happened last monday when I spent the whole day in Evelyn's apartment with Dessi, until she abandoned us that is...*ehemm ehemm*. We just, well....talked, lying on her bed, talk nonsense, cooked, ate, talked, it was a very productive day really... hee hee..

Time passed by, and my watch showed 18.30. Pierre-Louis called, we talked for a while and had to hung up 'cus the metro was making so much noise. Around 9pm, I tried calling him back to tell him that I was still at Evelyn's waiting for her to get ready to go to the train station.

I could not reach him, the phone was inactive so I thought he just fell asleep and forgot to recharge his phone.

When I reached home, I kept trying to call him like millions of time. Still no luck. So i left him messages that will make him soooo sorry and miserable for letting me worried so much. I was really really scared that something happened to him, like metro accident or sumthg or getting hit by a car........yea i was THAT worried, I mean come on, from 9pm to 1 am I wasz left blind-folded without knowing where he was and what was he doing.

I even called his parents to know if he called earlier, but nope.

And I could not call his uncle, whose apartment Pierre-Louis is staying in, cuz he's already in Corsica. And no, he doesn't haf fixed line. I even asked my parents to call, so my Dad did.

Usually it feels weird talking to to my Dad about boyfren-related matters, but I was scared to death this time, so I just broke down and cried telling him the whole story. As usual of course, he was so calm and relax that he told me to pray, sholat and baca Qur'an.

1 am, my phone rang!!!! And it was him!!!! So, I guess you guys know what happen next.... me, scolding him to the max. him, apologizing to the max too. But I could not have been happier.

Apparently, he fell asleep after taking down a panadol since he felt a bit unwell. However, his handphone was on and on loud-mode too. So I guess it's the fault of Orange (french mobile operator, like Maxis) who decided not to function properly that night!!! UUrrggghhh....!!!!

Well, what's past is past, now I'm in Paris enjoying the holidays with him. In few days, off we go to Stockholm!!!!

My first bouquet of flowers from a man.... really, seriously.

His expression of apology for making me worried. Isn't he just....adorable.....aaawwwwww....