Heeeeeeeey I'm back! (Let me show how to be an idiot in France)

Hi, guys!

And yes, I know it's been a long time. I don't even have any good excuses since we now have the Internet. It just felt like there was nothing going on in my life. So why didn't I do the Paris stuff? Well, there comes the real reason: I was too lazy to write.

So what's happened since... Wednesday? I'm addicted to Internet so I stayed the whole day at the university - outside - until my laptop battery was dead. Then I had to go home by tram, first time alone here in Bordeaux. It was dark and scary, especially because I'm not very good at remembering places so I got lost a few times.

On Friday we applied for the French housing benefit. I had a million papers with me and the lady who served me only asked for, like 2. I asked her if that really was enough, she said "yes" and checked my information again. Then she was like "country: other?? You are not French?!" which was weird because I'd asked her like a thousand questions just because I couldn't understand a word she said to me. Maybe she'd thought I was just stupid. Anyway, she wanted me to give a ton of copies of everything to her since I was from this alien country called "Finland". She even asked for some kind of visa but I told her that Finland actually is a part of EU :DD !

Then we went to the university since we longed for the Internet. Severe addiction, I spent more time at the university last week than this week when I actually have courses!

I spent the whole weekend cleaning the apartment. I'm serious, I cleaned! Voluntarily!

Sunday was the day our roommate was going to move in. Of course, I stayed up late and feared I hadn't even woke up when he arrived. Luckily, he's an awesome guy and he sent me a text message at 12 AM in which he told he was coming at 17. I was like "Fuck yeah, more sleep!"

The roommate arrived and we helped him carry his stuff here. We tried talking to him and he was really nice but since I am a shy idiot, it was a really short chit chat. The guy got us Internet the same night he arrived! Well, actually he got the codes to our neighbor's WiFi :D . Anyway, he's awesome!

On Monday, my courses finally started! Or actually just one. It was at 15.30 which was pretty good for me since I might have stayed up all night. I went to the mass lecture about Chinese grammar (absolutely a part of the romance philology studies :P). There was a nice girl who sat next to me but because I still was a shy idiot, I didn't dare to speak to her. But luckily I had my magical cap and she asked me if I'd bought it like that and if she could try it. After that, we could talk :)

She sat next to me at the Tuesday course as well and we became Facebook friends. The best kind of friends, hurray! I thought I would have only exchange students as friends and not the French ones so that my language skills wouldn't get better. Well, I haven't really got Erasmus friends so... I'm making history! Or something.

This week, I only had two lessons! Chinese structures and Chinese writing. Yes, very French, indeed. It wasn't hard to understand the things at the lectures even though it was in French. It was a bit weird, though, learning Chinese pronunciation through the French one. That was just wrong!

I love how the French people are a lot like me in the mornings. Always late. People just running around trying to catch the bus.

Now, let me tell you a creepy story about my visit at the grocery store. I went to Casino, trying to buy everything I'd need for the week. Of course it failed, but let's go to the point. As I was looking for a book (I'm super bored all the time cuz I don't have books!), a man in a wheelchair started to talk to me. I wasn't sure what he wanted, he just showed me about all the children's books in the shelf and told about the characters. I wasn't so sure about my French skills, so I just stood there and tried to understand the point. Well there wasn't any! Then he suddenly says(in French, of course): "You are not from France." I was like, "yeah, I'm from Finland". He asked me if I'd understood anything he'd said, I said "yes".

His phone started ringing and I wished him a good day. Weird situation. First I'd thought he was disabled (if that's the politically correct term in English, pardon me if it's not), but when he'd realized I wasn't French, he'd sounded really normal. I still didn't know what he'd wanted.

So I almost ran to the other side of the store and when I was at the frozen food department, the man was there again, talking to me. He didn't have any stuff he wanted to buy, and he'd probably been in the store for over half an hour. Weird. He asked me if I could come make some kind of tour with him. I asked if he needed help -after all, he was in a wheelchair. He said no. He just wanted to follow me everywhere I went and ask if I wanted to buy the thing I was looking at. It was really creepy and I didn't know what to do. At some point I thought that if I just ran, the guy couldn't follow me -he was in a wheelchair!

But I was polite and didn't run. Then, when he asked if I was going to buy fish, I said I didn't know the price. The man STOOD UP and looked for the price but didn't find it. I asked if he'd found everything he wanted. He was like "oh, I'm not buying anything". That damn creepy guy!

He followed me to the counter and I was afraid he'd follow me home as well. At the queue he suddenly said he had to go and rolled off. I was relieved. Then a security guy came to me and asked if I knew the wheelchair guy. I said no. He asked what the man had wanted. I said I didn't know, maybe he'd wanted to show me places. The security guy looked worried and told me that if the man came again, I should go straight to him.

So I got scared. Someone else had seen the guy was creepy. What if he really wasn't a normal guy in a wheelchair but a serial killer? I know it's stupid but everything's possible! So I crossed the parking lot pretty damn fast and jumped in the bus. No creepy guys following me.

That night I stayed up late again which felt really bad in the morning when I had to wake up at 6 and I'd slept like 4 hours. I was really bright at the lecture.

On Tuesday I was supposed to go to a international café thing but of course I didn't. Because I'm a slacker. Instead I received a Skype call from my gang Access! We had a new member and everyone had their member cards at our high-tech meeting. I was so happy! Young blood in our gang!

That night I was really sociable! I went to talk with Heidi and our roommate Sam, since they were talking about how the French people dub everything and I actually had something to say. Surprisingly, the conversation didn't die after a few sentences, instead we started taking about languages and travelling (my favorite topics :D) and got to know each other a bit better.


Sam speaks much more languages than a regular Frenchman. He speaks even Basque like a native language! It was really interesting.

Eventually, we had to go to sleep (but I didn't). Next day, I found myself waking up after 16. Great. Just great. Sam had already come from school like an hour ago. I give good impressions of myself. He just laughed at me when I came to living room, looking like a mess. Heidi just couldn't wake me up! She said "I didn't know when you wanted to wake up". I said "maybe before 4 PM would have been great!!".

That day we were supposed to go shopping to Mériadeck shopping center. And Fnac - the best store ever! But I looked outside and saw the kind of wind and rain I've never seen in Finland. We really live by the sea. So when we finally left for the center, it was too late. All places were closing when we arrived. Neat.

Then Heidi decided to mention about this soirée thing she was going to. We were already late. At the door we almost turned back since we didn't know if we could still go in. Luckily a girl came at the same time with us and we were invited in.

The people were great and we felt really welcome. Everybody gave the kisses and I am definitely a fan of that! Which doesn't mean I don't know how to do it. I'm an awesome kisser! Just kidding.

There were many foreigners at the party but we still spoke French which was cool because I really need practice! There was a quiz with weird questions I couldn't answer (a.k.a. not Fall Out Boy questions). And we even played Taboo in French! It was damn hard since I probably was the worst at speaking French in that room! It was fun anyway.

By the way, the people there loved my hat. They wore it and took some pictures :DD. Magical hat.
The people were also amazed by the fact that I learned 11 languages. So all the people in the room came to me asking "are you the girl who speaks all the languages in the world?". Yeah, definitely, that's me! Can't you hear my lovely French language? I just speak everything so fluently!

Everyone was leaving but Heidi and I stayed (never invite us, we never leave! XD). The girls wanted to know about Finland. I think I'm not the best person to advertise Finland. I told them about the Midnight summer and the polar night and how we never get to sleep during summers. And the mosquitoes! And how we can be silent and how we don't have to smile to anyone. I don't know if they bought it because I wasn't very silent even though I was speaking French.

I didn't take any pictures there because I didn't remember. Another proof of my stupidity.

We had to leave because we realized our last tram was leaving soon and we weren't even close to the tram stop. So we ran to Bordeaux and eventually missed the tram. By two minutes! Ran all the way to the center and missed by friggin 2 minutes. Cool.

So we walked to the Place de la Victoire. All the bars were open :D .

Walked by the longest street in Bordeaux. 1,2 km. It was empty.

I love the night! It makes every town more awesome. This was my first night in Bordeaux. And we even got home by bus!

Finally got to the Place de la Victoire. A typical students' place.

Today I signed myself in to the university. Bought a sports card as well. Only 18 euros for the whole year!

And that's pretty much everything I've done. Interesting, huh? I don't think so either. And I left out all the less interesting stuff!!

Sorry, this time there weren't many pictures. I just didn't think there was anything worth taking a picture of. Hope you could read this shit anyway. Maybe next time I'll do the Paris thing - that's basically just pics.

Now I'm listening to my neighbors having a party. They're having one literally EVERY NIGHT. And they make so much noise that always the other neighbors go complain about it. And the next night they throw a party themselves! Then it's time for the other neighbors to complain. Maybe I'll throw a party some night :D . We live in a vampire house!

Thanks for reading this! I'll try to be more active an write a better entry next time. I wrote this one out of guilt :DD. By the way, thanks for the comments! You're awesome!

I guess I don't have anything smart to say anymore (like I'd had the whole time during this entry...!) so until next time!

Access!

-The loser you all love

Just sick, homesick and sick of the Bordeaux 3

I still don't have the Internet because of the very efficient French system. Now I'm at the university using the net. This is like a time capsule. A message from me from Sunday:

"Hi guys!

I don't know when this post is coming out since I don't have the Internet connection. It's Sunday, the 3rd day without WiFi. I feel like a caveman.

Damn, this post sounds like a call for help. Like I'm on an island after a plane crash. In fact, that's how I feel right now. I've been really sick the whole week, yesterday I didn't have the energy of going outside. Neither than I'm having today.

So let me tell you about this week.

School started on Wednesday. I was sick, had fever the former night, but I couldn't miss my first day at the university. Literally, I couldn't. They gave us all the information on the first day. I would have wanted to skip it, since I had to wake up AT 6 IN THE MORNING! So I'd slept like 4 hours.

Looking forward to the first day at school!

Welcome to the slum!

We looked like tourists. Probably that's why no-one came to talk to us!!

School was great. Or that's what I would have said if I wouldn't have slept through the whole thing. I'm serious, I just fell asleep! There was an auditorium full of excited exchange students - and then there was me: the only person wearing a ridiculous hat (actually the only person wearing any kind of hat) and sleeping through the speeches. Yes, I'm an A student. And yes, the year's gonna go so well!

The last thing I saw before I fell asleep. Some info about everything. Didn't help me with anything. The first booklet started with "birth control and safer sex", what's up with that? I got a free condom! :D

 After the very relaxing nap time -A.K.A. school- we got food. Which was free! And gourmet! The best thing on that day.

Loved the chicken sticks, but they ran out of them!! Why!?

After food we got... more food! There were cheese and desserts!

We went to our apartment to see what the residence was lacking and headed for Ikea after that. I was so tired that I thought I would die. Of course turned out than I can get much more tired.

See the lovely eye bags! 

I updated something on Thursday as you might remember. I don't. So let's go to Friday.

I woke up at 5 at night because I felt like someone tried to cut my throat off from the inside. I felt really sick but I just drank tea and started carrying my stuff out since it was the moving day. We dragged our affairs to our new, own, apartment and said "bye" to Heidi's folks who got to go back to Finland. By car. Gotta be exhausting. Anyway, I'm really thankful because they'd helped me a lot by letting me live with them, washing my laundry, cooking for me, driving us around and helping with the flat hunting.

After the goodbyes we went to the university Bordeaux 3 to choose our courses. Now let me tell you a story about the most idiotic system in the world:

We went to the IT class and eventually got a guy to assist us. He was like our tutor or something but his English skills were just useless. Luckily I speak French. I just felt really bad for the people who didn't, since the guy didn't know English AT ALL. AND HE'S IN UNIVERSITY, GODDAMMIT! 

The only thing that was worse than his English language were his computer skills. Seriously!? I mean, it's a cliché  that the human scientists are bad at computers. No-one can really be that bad. Almost everything he knew was how to go to the Bordeaux 3 website. And even that turned out to be a problem.

After a very useless and trivially long "guiding" we got to choose our courses. Except that we didn't. The computer program showed the timetable of only one course at the time. It was supposed to show all the alternative groups of which we could choose one but it was impossible to see which lessons belonged to a certain group. Really useful.

The course planning was really difficult because it required remembering the timetables of all the courses. It didn't show them at the same time. Why!? Just: why!? What possible use is there for such a program?!?!?!

After growling out of frustration and commenting the system loudly in Finnish - many of the other exchange students were laughing at me - I encountered another problem. There was no button for choosing the course. So I asked the English-hating-human-science-never-used-a-computer guy if he knew how to sign up for the courses. He didn't listen to me and tried to start showing (again!!!!) the same thing he'd showed before. I was nearly exploding.

I told him I wanted to sign up for the course. Then he told me the most unbelievable thing: I couldn't sign up online!!!! What the actual fuck?! Was he trying to say that there was a computer program that showed only one course at a time, didn't show that properly (I forgot to tell that the course was found by copy-pasting its code. Of course, most courses weren't found at all.) and with which I couldn't even sign in!? No!! It couldn't be true!!! Someone tell me the guy's nuts!!

So I asked him (surprisingly calmly) how can I sign up. He told me to draw a timetable on a paper and try to match the courses on it. Welcome to the 19th century! Or the Middle Ages! I was desperately trying not to tell him how incredibly inefficient I found the system. And how I would have wanted to murder someone in a very brutal way. Possibly the guy himself who probably had never heard the word "practical".

So Heidi and I tried to find the courses and use the life-sucking system of Bordeaux 3. Then, suddenly, one of the tutors said that there would be a lunch time after 5 minutes and the classroom was going to be closed for an hour. So we left, having completed absolutely nothing.

We went to one of the Subways in Bordeaux center. Cheapest sub was only 2.90!! And there was free Wifi!

We bought some notebooks for school and I bought one for poetry. Yes, I write poems. No, I'm not kidding.

We most certainly did not want to go back to the university and face the awful system, so we went to our apartment. There was going to be l'état des lieux  - some kind of checking how everything looks before we move in and break everything - at 18.00. Of course, I accidentally fell asleep again and woke up like a quarter before the landlady came in. I probably looked like a zombie - and definitely felt like one, too.

After all the formal shit like writing checks (yeah, I have a checkbook, welcome to the 20th century!!), we finally got to be in peace in our HUGE, very dirty apartment. I would have wanted to have a party (like apparently the people living above us are having EVERY NIGHT!!) but I felt like dying so I just drank 1000000 cups of tea and wrote poems.

Our salon! Or part of it!

Our big-ass fancy table.

Our fancy tea table (lol)!

Watching our dining room from our living room.

A gallon of tea, throat pastilles, painkillers and poetry. Yeah, I was sick.

So Saturday was fun. I woke up only to realize that my throat was as sore as it had been. Besides that, I was coughing my lungs out. And my head was full of slime. On top of that, both my eyes were red, probably infection.

As I looked horrible, I didn't bother to put on any make up or brush my hair. We got to use our new washing machine so I put all my bras in it. So no bra.

We started cleaning up the apartment. If you think 100 m² is a small apartment, I dare you to clean it up! And - a nice surprise - our cleaning equipment came straight from the Middle Ages. Our vacuum cleaner was as efficient as the Bordeaux 3 system of applying to courses, so we used a broom!!  A very old one.

The joy of cleaning with high-tech equipment!

There I was, cleaning, sick as hell, when the door phone thing rang. It was our landlady, asking if she could come in. I looked at myself, wearing flip flops, a hoodie, some kind or pants, no bra, hair like a mess, red eyes, huge eye bags, no makeup and you know - looking like shit - and said: "Well, of course."

So she came in and asked if a guy could come visit the apartment right now. I didn't bother looking the whole shit again, just answered "yes".

The guy was nice. He was French and a guy. Did I mention that he was a guy? Well, he is! He asked if it would bother us that he would live with us. (I asked inside my head if it bothered him to live with a zombie like me.) We said no. He signed the papers and is now officially our roommate. He moves in next Sunday, hopefully I'll look less dead by that time...

So after signing the papers, the guy asked if his friends could come in and see the place.  I had nothing to lose, so I said yes. "Yes, come look at the monster, everybody! Please! Invite the whole Bordeaux!" His friends were nice.

So that night I cleaned up the house, drank too much tea and wrote poems. Again.

Today was pretty much the same as the last night except that I think my ear has an infection too.  I've been feeling really sad for some reason. I miss everybody. I've surrendered. This is where I live now. I hope it will become my home at some point. I'm so sick that the thing I find myself doing over and over again is stare at nothing and think about nothing. Maybe it's because I don't have the Internet. Apparently I don't have a brain either. Ask Heidi, I've probably said like 10 words a day. Hard to believe? It's the truth! Yeah, I really am sick.       

I know I complained a lot in this one. I'm sorry for that. Maybe I'll grow up here in France (let's all hope for that :D).

Please come visit me soon! I will get better so don't worry about the deadly virus that's attacked me!

See you when I get the Internet!

-Whatever you call me"

So, I'm still sick but I managed to sign myself in on the courses. I chose only Chinese and French courses :D .  I know, that won't get me anywhere. Please comment!

About how things (don't) get done in France

Dear "fans",

I know it's been too long since I've updated this awesome blog, but I've been sick, tired and busy. Well-thought excuses, huh? Anyway, I have some bad news for you guys. Since I'm moving tomorrow and our amazing new apartment DOESN'T HAVE AN INTERNET CONNECTION, there's gonna be a (hopefully short) break. So enjoy this (or these) last text(s?) before THE BREAK.

I started the university yesterday, but before telling about my awesome first day at school I would like to have a word about the French bureaucracy.

This Monday I woke up feeling pretty crappy since I had a sore throat. I comforted myself thinking that, luckily, I hadn't faced any kind of the notorious bureaucracy in France. Probably the universe heard my thought and decided to start screwing me every possible way. So be careful with your thoughts!

We went to the student helping thing with Heidi and got the obligatory home insurance really easily! I just love our bank! It wasn't even open and they just led us in and gave us the insurance. With great service (although we had a different bank boy). Everyone knows us in the bank! I love the bank! Bankety-bank-bank!

Then I met the Bureaucracy.

We decided to apply for the CAF -the French housing benefit. All we had to do was filling like a 100000000000000000000 blankets online. We did it in the student helping thing and there was a nice girl telling us exactly what we should write in each of the boxes. Even with the help, it took like half an hour. And that wasn't the applying part, that was just the pre-infrormation!! We got more blankets that someone else (our landlady) should fill. Then, sometime when we get the stuff done, we just have to go to the CAF place, stand in line for the whole day and hope to (universe? Patrick Stump?) that we have enough material to get the application filed. Looking forward to it!

After the delightful CAF-pre-application thing we went to the center to get operators to our phones. We got in line, here's how Heidi looks so very happy:

The waiting was really nice because we were both sick and tired and the waiting was like hell.

I took this picture after half of the time we'd waited:  

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And this was our number:

I can assure you that the line didn't move fast!

After waiting for an hour (yes, we checked) we got service. The lady asked us to give a pile of documents and as I handed them she said that my "blue card" wasn't the right kind. Which meant that it wasn't French. I asked what I should do and she told me to come again when I had the card. So standing in the line for an hour turned out to be pointless. Warm feelings towards the French system!

That night, I had fever. 37,9 degrees. This system makes me literally sick.

Well, we hadn't got enough of the standing in the line thing so we went to get our tramway cards. Here's Heidi queuing:

And yes, we stood there so long that it didn't even feel embarrassing to take this picture:

And just when it would have been our turn, they started closing the counters. Lunch break is a sacred thing:

But! Eventually we got the cards! Because we had bought EVERY DOCUMENT WE HAD!

By the way, the French people have some kind of fetish about writing the obvious stuff:

No shit! I would have wanted to drink that delicious-looking toxic!

And when talking about toxic, let's take another look at the pile of trash in our yard:

Yes! It's getting bigger every day! I'm so sad I have to move to my own apartment. I won't be able to see how this baby grows up and starts school or something.

So this was my first touch with the French bureaucracy. And also some unrelated stuff. If I have time tonight, I will tell you about my day at the university. If I don't, then I will (hopefully) update sometime next week when I finally get the operator. The funny thing is, they said that we can order it online when we have the cards so we don't have to stand in line. WELL GUESS WHAT?! WHEN WE HAVE THE CARDS, WE DON'T HAVE THE INTERNET BECAUSE WE NEED THE OPERATOR WE ARE SUPPOSED TO ORDER ONLINE! Gotta love the irony.

I'm gonna miss you all, dear readers!! And thanks for the comments (feeling guilty? Go to comment!) Hope I get the beloved Internet soon! <3

And here's the night view from our window:

"Everything looks better when the sun goes down." -Pretty Reckless

See you soon, love ya all! <3<3

Avoiding the sunlight (Paris #2!!)

Buona sera! (Still not French :D)

My blog has been visited quite a few times, thanks for that! Just one question: where are my comments?!

I did nothing today (I didn't even go out!) because Heidi kept me up all night and I've been super tired. I tried putting money on my french account but it turned out to be surprisingly difficult, since I should have confirmed the payment by mobile phone. None of my phones or SIM cards worked. Nice. So I had to call my mom. Then I spoke through Skype to my sister, who told the stuff to my mom, who transferred the message to the bank lady. Imagine how stupid I felt!

Tonight there was a big surprise for me. When I checked my email, the Friday guy had sent me a message in which he told me in the most complicated French language how he had accepted us to live with him. Yay, how good are we?! Went to 2 presentations and got 2 offers! Everyone wants me to live in their apartment! Think about that, homies!

Sadly, the guy couldn't have us anymore, because we already have a less expensive apartment! So I sent him a message written with my amazing French skills where I told him about his loss.

So now that I've updated the Bdx stuff that no-one really cares about, I shall move on to the PARIS EXTRA!! Yeah, this is what all of you have been waiting for! So here we go:

WEDNESDAY

I was really tired and bruised after the concert. When I woke up at 9:20, I felt controversial - I was really happy that I'd seen Patrick (<3<3<3), sad because it was over and angry as hell because the French people had ruined it for me. Lucky me, I forgot all that stuff when I got the chance to use the heavenly shower again. Oh the screaming!

Terhi and Mira, our map readers, decided that we could spend the day walking along the Seine and seeing bunch of sights. We walked a long time seeing nothing but ugly walls, but after using a McDonald's bathroom we saw this:

It's some kind of phallic symbol near the Bastille. And a Riina. There was also the Bastille but I somehow missed it. I felt really genius when I asked if we were going to see the Bastille soon after having walked pass it like 15 minutes ago...

We found our way to Seine and took some pics on the bridge:

See how happy we look even though we're in Paris!!

Then we found some kind of church:

I think I've seen it somewhere. There were a lot of tourists in front of it, on very ugly stairs. As we were tourists as well, we joined them.

Terhi reading the map. She had to be in the sunlight because she had lemon in her head. She tried dying her hair by this hippie method. It didn't work. I had to be in the shadow because... you know, I'm me.

We carried on and found a pet store:

It was full of cute dogs and Terhi and I turned into complete idiots with high pitched voices. I think the Paris hates me too.

Then we found some kind of museum. There's a painting of some famous lady in there. Or something. Anyway, we totally owned the place:

Just look at my homies! Gotta love Riina's face in that one! We couldn't stay there for a long time because no_shadow!!

We found some park full of statues. One of them apparently felt like I feel when I'm talking to people I like (yes, I mean like, like :P):

I couple of fails before I got it right. Fortunately I had the same passion in all of them. I'm like that. I just care too much. It's my only vice.

We found some shadow and ran under the trees. Otherwise I would have burst into flames. Because of the vampire thing.

Find five differences. I give you a hint: one of the people changes in the second picture.

Then we saw a lot of smoke and we knew immediately that this was an act of the notorious gang Access, which had earlier been spotted in Stockholm and Jyväskylä.

There are the delinquents! Proud of what they've done! Note the face of the guy in the background :D

Then there was THE OBELISK! And me, almighty:

Yes, it is just another phallic symbol. 

We found another park, in this one it was allowed to sit on the grass. We played cards and I WON! AS ALWAYS! Here's how Terhi felt about it:

Haha. Loser!

A dog ran from its owner. It liked out cards. 

Sooo cute (high-pitched voice)!!

Here's Terhi advertising the hippie lemon hair dying thing. Well, not so hippie since it was some kind of concentrate bought from Lidl. :D

And here's me again:

In the shadow!! Hell yeah!

We went back to the hostel by subway because we didn't want to be late from our date with our new German spy friends:

At some point we started to shoot an idiotic film called "Sinkkumetro" - "The Singles Metro" (or something). It was about single people travelling by metro and wishing they would find a date. There were a lot of options but none of them tried to hit on us. At least, not in the subway...

Needless to say, we were late from our German spy date. 10 minutes late. But we decided to wait for them for an hour. A day before that they had said that if they wouldn't come, it would be because their shower or elevator had killed them. Since we didn't see them, we were really sad as we thought they'd died because of a shitty Parisian hostel! Here's us chilling at the meeting place, our own Place de la République:

Best place in Paris! Riina got some Access spirit:

Access!!!!

Then we went hanging out by some weird Parisian thing:

Riina knows how to pose! :D

And so do I! I own that shit!

This is some really weird artistic picture taken by Terhi, I think.

I wanted to see the Eiffel tower (yeah, I know what that thing is, you don't have to comment about my ignorance anymore! Hands off the keyboard! :P) when it got dark so we went to look for a restaurant while waiting for the sun to go down. We found a relatively cheap Chinese place. Here's Mire doing the duckface in there:

Some people just know how to do it right :D

We went back to the Eiffel tower, the most romantic thing ever. Since Terhi and I had just got stood up (xD) and I didn't have anyone by my side, I felt like this:

If you're feeling guilty, next time come there with me. Yes, I mean you, beautiful stranger! 

Here's the thing during nighttime:

We took some pictures in which we tried to look romantic. I think we look like zombies. But after all, Warm Bodies is one of the most romantic films I've seen (I'm not kidding!!).

The lighting is just terrifying!

We went sitting on the grass a little later and wrote the script of "Paska Pariisi Komedia" - "The Shit Paris Comedy". Yes, it's as bad as it sounds. Riina was the main character and she was exploding all kinds of things accidentally. Mira was her best friend. And Terhi and I were the obligatory stupid idiot characters whose only purpose is to make the comedy "funny". It couldn't have been done any other way. 

We went back to the hostel, laughing like maniacs (at least Terhi and I). Yes, Paris certainly hates me. I don't know how we were able to come up with a myriad of brain free stuff. Ok, I know. It's because I don't happen to own any brain. 

This was all for today, I'll write about THURSDAY some other time. It's like in the cliche horror movies: a black screen and a name of a weekday. Well, isn't this some kind of horror story? At least to people who know me and wish they wouldn't, after reading this blog! xD

I'm pretty damn tired at this time, so sorry about the not-so-well-planned text. Not that any of the others would have been well-planned... Ok, sorry for this blog!

Thanks for reading! 

Gute Nacht! <3