Mon Petit Appartement

Voilà! C'est mon petit apartment! I'm so very proud of my apartment because my room is red!!! J'aime beaucoup le rouge! And my landlord is super nice! She teaches my French anytime she is free. I'll speak fluent French in 5 months. Muahahaha!
I think I'm paranoid

Ok, let us start with my room first... Eve said it is very Parisen. If you look at the mirror, the fire place, the huge door leading to the small balcony,... it has always been like that for years. My neighborhood, according to what my landlord said, was built right after the Napoleon War. People from the war came to this area and they combined the architecture of France and other countries they've been to. The surrounding neighborhoods have smalls houses and apartments built closely to one another. From my window, I don't have a nice view but at least I have the beautiful sunlight... and... oh... poor my little flowerbed... I haven't done anything about it yet. Yellow Jasmine for the winter it will have, but it'll take a while...

Here are a few more pictures... I don't have much in my room but I feel pretty comfortable. Can't complain anything at all since I have such a nice bed and a nice relaxing chair! I don't put up pictures on the wall but I do have lots of pictures in the room

Below is the kitchen, the petit dinning table. I love the thick, concrete brick floor very much! Houses in Vietnam used to have this same kind of floor before; even now, they still do, but with different colors and designs. It might be rude to put a picture of the garbage "tube" here but I think it is so interesting and everytime I go throw my garbages, it is such a pleasure! You step on the pandle to open the trash "tube", throw your garbage inside and it will go to the garbage station downstairs. A piece of cake! It's so traditional, so Parisen and so "benri" (easy to use)!!! Here in France, they seperate pet bottles and carboards into one "recycle" category and the rest to "trash" category. I don't know what they do with the "trash", I've got to ask.

I miss my mother's cooking so much!!! I miss family dinners, too!!! But for family dinner, Motohiko will make it up for me this December, hihi, ne!

A bit off topic but... it feels so "natsukashii", sometimes I feel like I'm in Vietnam! The phones here have the same ringtones as they do in Vietnam. People cross the streets for red lights (yes, red, not green), just like they do in Vietnam. There are so many things in common! It might sound weird but I feel like Vietnam is closer to France than to Japan. Just so you know in Asia, each country is different. We're not all from China. Okay, back to my apartment... this window here, its lock, its white paint, its glass,... my grandfather's house used to have these kinds of windows. It's amazing to know that Vietnam has so many exterior and interior designs in common with France. The famous highschool near my apartment has an outlook that reminds me of some building in the center area of Saigon.

Well, since you all go to Japan and take pictures of the automatic toilets, I'm taking picture of this very Parisen restroom. In Vietnam, we used to have the same thing! Pulling the string is so much more fun than pressing a button. I'm serious

The Second Best Nouille Ever

Amandine!!! You should have told me that your parents would be there at dinner!!! I could have at least have some mind preparation.

Oh! I seriously ate too much! I always wondered why I've been doing a lot of walking and I've been eating less but still have the same weight; now I know exactly why! Blame it on the good food! It was such a good dinner! And Amandine's parents are so sweet! I promised to bring natto to let them try next time I visit; I feel bad; they are just too sweet for me to ever make them try natto! But I did it once to Marco, in class ( Macro Economics, do you remember this Marco?), and he liked his first natto nigiri roll! Am I not brilliant! <- This is not a question. Besides all of the good conversations we had at the table, I discovered the cuttest nouille ever! Well, second cuttest, because in Vietnam, we have a tiny star shape instead of this traditional shape. Please look at the picture , he is just sleeping so cute in my hand! Meow!

Okay, and here are our happy family pictures. Amandine and I, well... We are from now on officially together because I met and had dinner with her parents. Ofcourse, with Eve, it was official for a long time ago, when I torn down her curtain. That's how I impress my friends' parents, you know. They'll remember me! Muahahahaha!

I miss Eve so much whenever I eat cheese, jambon or baguette. She was my first French cuisine teacher. I'm not going to put up any pictures of the fromage because it would be a seperate blog, for only FROMAGES. Yum! And, maybe you don't know why this picture is important, but it has a very special meaning. Ne, Mochi... I love my boyfriend! Muah!!!! And his mother, too!!!! Yeepie!!!!


I'm so lucky to have friends in a land I've never been to before! I'm really really lucky. I love my friends so much for always being there for me! And they even introduce me to their very close friends who are also as sweet. Oh... Isa... We gotta meet again!!!! And below are pictures we took at Queen, a long time ago already. Queen is one of the most famous clubs in Paris. They are so famous that they get to choose who can get in their club! Ahoyarou? But it was the best one I've ever been to! Please don't think that I came to Paris to party or to spend money, no, not at all, it was a ladies' night so it was free!!! Free entrance! Free drinks! Free ducks! Only for ladies!

Oh, by the way, it's Rugby season, je suis en mode rugby. Salut!!!