so the end is approaching...

you know how they say time passes real quickly when you are having fun?

I guess it passes by quickly no matter what you are doing.
My 5 months stay in Paris is approaching to an end and boy have I got so used to sitting at my window looking out at the stadium, looking at the people play soccer in the cold, random residents going in and out of the accomodation and joggers at the track, where at 10pm each night, no matter what happens on the field, the flood lights go off, and it makrs the end of the day.

Well, at least outside the window.

In my room, the past week or so living alone in a double room after my room mate returned to Singapore, I've been busy studying for my exam, or at least made the effort to study. Find the French language hard to understand or master as a tourist? Try taking examinations, having to write essays arguing your point and proving examples amongst the French students while having only 2 years of experience. Well, that being said and done... marks almost the end of my academic life in Paris at this moment as I might/ might not be returning here for further studies.

The life of a tourist surfaces again. After my 4th paper, and having about 12 days of break b4 the last one, I went for some retail therapy and stayed out till 9+pm, something I'ven't done for a long time. Pretty much at night when you are alone, you don't really go out...

Well, happens that it was Friday as well and Le Musée du Louvre has l'entrée gratuite for all those below 26 after 6pm and so I went in...

Hmm, at some point in time, I saw people sitting at random spaces reproducing the art pieces in front of them, jotting down notes, drawing them etc... and suddenly something that I felt long time ago but lost it came back to me. The urge to draw... I used to like drawing, and thought naïvely that I could one day, become an artist. The 'ambition' gave way to practicality and the material world, especially in our culture typiquement Singaporean. oh well, I think I might go take up some classes in drawing.

As for my stay in Paris, in the 18ème arrondisement of Clignancourt, I would think that... I had a blast. Too much for me to explain to everyone, and like dearest Lian put into words, it's mine and only mine. It's hard for others to understand... Of course at times I wished I had my friends to be by my side so I can exclaim "oh man, look at that man peeing at the corner!!", or "hey.... where do you wanna go next? what do you wanna see at the Louvre next? What do you want to eat for dinner?" ... or simply, what time do we meet tomorrow?

Hmm, one thing for people who plan to travel Europe, ome before you hit 25. or better, have a student card because it really cuts down the costs.

hmmm, ok ok... in conclusion, well somethings in life just don't come to you. Go search for it, go live it, go experience it because you only have this once to try everything. Like it or hate it, succeed or fail terribly, at least you had the experience.