1st day in Paris

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First meal in Paris was from Pauls ­čÖé I had a chicken baguette and a lemon tart!

Our first day in Paris started with some good ol’ airport food. It’s a pretty popular cafe chain in France. What I distinctly┬áremember about that sandwich was the fact that it hurt the roof of my mouth cause the bread was so damn hard. It was delicious but hard. I wasn’t too impressed with the lemon tart but if I recall correctly, someone ordered a berry tart with raspberries and strawberries and it was to die for. It was perfect.

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Random building

Travelling around Paris was so easy. We bought like 10 tickets which we could use for buses and trains. One ticket can be used for transfers if the journey takes less than 1.5 hours. The metro trains were similar to the MRTs here albeit slightly more complicated but it was manageable with the help of google maps.

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Some really good fries and hot chocolate while the boys were off climbing to the top of the Eiffel tower

So we only had like 3 days in Paris so we set out immediately. Went straight to the Eiffel Tower. The queues for the elevator to get to the top was crazy long though. The queue for the stairs was relatively shorter.The guys decided to climb all the way to the top.┬áI secrelty wanted to as well BUT WHO AM I KIDDING? I do NOT have the endurance for that. Also, I came to relax. Not participate in the Vertical Challenge. While the boys were off, us girls went to go get some food. Honestly, I dont know if my state of hunger had anything to do with how the fries tasted but they were GOOOD. I mean I know it’s just fries like how good can fries taste amiright? Like they gave us salt on the side but we didnt even need to use that.┬á It was that good. Dont even get me started on the hot chocolate. I dont know man, everything tasted so much better there.

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The Eiffel Tower at night

I’m not sure what time this picture was taken but I’m pretty sure it was somewhere way past 10pm. The sun sets so late there. We initially planned to head back to the apartment by 9:30pm cause we wanted to be cautious. But the sun just didn’t go away and we really wanted to see it light up at night so we rebelled a bit and stayed a while longer.

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View from our Airbnb

This was the view from our Airbnb. A lil cramped for 5 pax but for 3 it would be perfect. Also, the photo doesn’t┬ádo justice to the real deal. Imagine hearing an ambulance every 30 mins or so. Well, what did we expect, our apartment was right next to a Hospital. You can hear people have conversations at 2am in the morning but they were in French so I┬ádidn’t mind at all ­čśë We lived on the second floor and I guess there was some form of paranoia of people climbing into our Airbnb. Overall I would honestly rate my stay there a 3/5. Only cause of the convenience to locations and the overall quality of the space was not too shabby.

 

God I have so much to share. In didn’t think I would be able to recall what happened on the first day which was 23rd of JUNE?! A good 4 months back. I hope I finish this. I really hope I do.

 

xoxo

Nim

 

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Original post

It’s weird. Weird how I haven’t posted in almost a while year. Oh wait, Uni.

God who would’ve thought I’d have my life sucked away like this?! But good news, I’m trying my best. I’m not slacking around. I’m totally determined to get my shit together. So far I’ve been doing pretty good? Could be better though. 

Quick update, I went for my summer immersion programme to newcastle university recently. 

So I left Singapore on the 23rd of June and returned on the 6th of August. Seems like a long time eh. But boy it flew by so fast I’m still in disbelief.

Paris > London > Newcastle > Munich > Amsterdam > Singapore

I’m gonna try to recall what happened during these 45ish days using pictorial evidence aka I’m gonna check my camera and squeeze my brain to get the info out. Would be interesting to recall all the memorable moments as I feel like I still have not come to terms with the fact that I’m back in Singapore. Reading these posts in the future would be funny?, if I do post any that is.

Love 

Nim

The fake post I had to retype cause I thought the other one got deleted

Fuck my life ok. I wrote like a decent amount for this post but I didn’t save it. So I have to type again.

Weird that it has been almost a year since my last post. Oh wait Uni. Who knew uni would be so soul sucking?! But good news is that I’m not playing around any more. I’m taking it really seriously. Pretty determined to do well and get a first class overall. So far so good.

Oh right. I’ve recently just came back from my summer immersion programme in Newcastle university. Left Singapore on the 23rd June and returned on the 6tb August. Seem like a long time but boy the time just flew by. I’m still in disbelief. Anyway, newcastle wasn’t the only place I went to. 

Singapore > Paris> London > Newcastle > Munich > Amsterdam > Singapore 

Wow. I really didn’t want to get back to sg tbh. I’m gonna try my best to do a memory recall of the 45ish days of my journey. I initially planned to blog while I was there but nothing ever goes as planned so welp. I’m going to make use of pictorial evidence to churn up what happened. Thanks to my new do my alpha 5000. 

So pls pray that I’ll actually do it. It would be great to look into in the future. 

Love,

Nim

Dream cameo again F O pls

So yesterday I had a dream about you again. After so long. Like I’m already over you. I really am. But I guess yesterday night I was thinking again (cue period). So the dream went like this,

I was home with my sis and my friend GP came over! Brought her to my room and we were just chilling when suddenly a familiar face appears outside, so I brought him into my room. Then the funniest thing happened, he actually looked remorseful. He asked me how I was doing then proceed to apologise for.. That’s when I cut him off cuz GP was around and I brought them both outside and we packed food and stuff. 

Next thing I know it’s just me and I’m walking towards where he lives, tryna find my way. When I was near his building I saw him walking and he approached me. I said, “anyway what were you gonna say? My friend was there so I thought best not to say anything” to which he ” yes that’s right” and I think he went on to apologise and stuff but weirdly I can’t remember this part of the dream. 

Next thing I know we’re at SP spectrum where his friends were and he was taking me along and intro ing me to people?! And one of his friends was like “wow what’s the special occasion guys? Looks like he’s taking you around intro ing you to many people!” To which I could only smile, as in real life he never did that. 

Next part of the dream I was back home eating my lunch and somehow waiting for him to appear cause I think I knew he was around next the neighbourhood. So I ate my lunch really really slowly. And ya he did show up and smiled and me and proceed to throw the stuff into the trash. All of a sudden my parents show up outside and I didn’t panick tho my sis and I just asked him to sit with us and GP was back again and we just sat on the couch. My dad was like staring at him but not in a scary way and then smiled. The end
I really wish I could remember him apologising. Sigh. I went for a dream interpretation course and I learned that some your dreams are the reality you wish you had. Like they are your subconscious trying to correct something in your life by acting it out. So yea. You finally apologised and introduced me to people. I guess that’s what I get from the dream cause you never did that and I wanted you to, so badly. I hope this is the last dream about you cuz nigguh I am d o n e. Fucking done with this. 
Nim out

Whats up Internat

Ok first of all apologies for not posting anything whatsoever.

I just thought about this for the second time. But this time I could make this into reality given that I’m with the right people of course. 

So next year I’m going for my 1 month exchange so technically I’d be an international student next year. I’m aware that we’d be in groups of 5/6 per suite I guess. I thought it would be great if we had people make their own simple cheap dishes and film the process. Eg film us buying our ingredients, cooking and also friends tasting it. 4 weeks and each person could have 1 ep. It would be great! Not looking for it to blow up or anything but we’d just like to show our Jr’s in SIT what they can do during their break. 

I guess I’ve always been making the same types of food. I’d love to read different cook books to get inspired to make simple healthy dishes so that the internats stay healthy while overseas! 

Let’s see if this happens or not.

Whats up Internat

Ok first of all apologies for not posting anything whatsoever.

I just thought about this for the second time. But this time I could make this into reality given that I’m with the right people of course. 

So next year I’m going for my 1 month exchange so technically I’d be an international student next year. I’m aware that we’d be in groups of 5/6 per suite I guess. I thought it would be great if we had people make their own simple cheap dishes and film the process. Eg film us buying our ingredients, cooking and also friends tasting it. 4 weeks and each person could have 1 ep. It would be great! Not looking for it to blow up or anything but we’d just like to show our Jr’s in SIT what they can do during their break. 

I guess I’ve always been making the same types of food. I’d love to read different cook books to get inspired to make simple healthy dishes so that the internats stay healthy while overseas! 

Let’s see if this happens or not.

Dream

So today I had a dream, a happy one at that. You were in it. It felt so realistic I genuinely woke up with a smile plastered to my face and had me desperately trying to fall back asleep just to experience it again.

Sometimes I forget the whole purpose of this blog, invisible dreamer. So after what feels like forever I’m going to add an entry.

So it started out at my house. We were having a gathering of some sort. Food was ready and I had just stepped out of the shower in my hideous XXL navy blue tshirt and a pair of shorts that were merely peeking through. Hair soaking wet and stuck down the sides of my face just dripping. Gross la. Anyway, I realised that there were guest sitting in the living room. My friend had showed up and she brought along a guest. I couldn’t see who it was as there was a wall blocking his full face. Managed get a sideways look by peaking and low and behold it was him. HIM. In my house again. I panicked. I can’t look like this. So I started to dry my hair with the towel. Couldn’t exactly have a change of clothes. After a while I just decided to walk through the hall to my room and I made no contact with anyone at all. I just looked forward and walked. I reached my room and start trying to look more presentable when he walked in. We had an awkward exchange of glances. We said hi and then I proceed to sit on the yoga mat which was spread on the floor(what even) and he sat on the bed. He just got back from a long trip overseas. I started talking about his journeys and wanted to know all about it and I was just basically gushing over all the pictures he had. One picture striked up and it was of his sitting on top of a cliff. That was a really great shot. He mentioned he took that in Italy( weird that that is true). We talked and laughed and it all felt too familiar. I longed for this again for the longest time. After some time he had to leave  and I wanted to give him a hug good bye but everyone was there and I didn’t want to get murdered by my dad so I controlled myself. Sending him off to the lift and I said, hey let’s have a proper catch up over lunch or something to which he replied, yes that would be nice.

And that’s it.
Btw I feel fucking crazy when I was writing this post. Am I crazy? I think I am. Damn.