Why am I too lazy to do anything in PARIS?!

Before I mention ANYTHING...I'd just like to say that I've successfully bought ONE ticket to the JONAS BROTHERS show at the WEMBLEY STADIUM in LONDON ENGLAND on JUNE 15.

SECTION A3 ROW 13, BABY.

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So you'd THINK that I'd be out and about almost 24 hours a day for every day of the week being in good ol' Paris...but oddly enough, that's not the case. My apparent case of chronic fatigue has made it almost impossible for me to actually go out and do most of the things I'd like to do like explore all the secret streets with the cool little shops and spend money. Don't get me wrong, I've done it a few times...just not as much as I thought I would.

OH WELL.

This is what I've been up to since last time:

The fam and I decided to hit up another touristy spot on Sunday: Monmartre. The most artsy place in Paris, apparently. It was a popular hang out spot for famous artists and authors and it's still a popular hang out for artists (a LOT of portrait drawers walking around). I really enjoyed it with seeing Sacre Coeur (it's beautiful inside and outside!), the cute little streets, and the amazing view over paris. The hills were too steep for us to actually walk up (ok we're that lazy) so we took this really cool elevator thing. There were these crazy people trying to get our fingers caught in string so we'd give them money and we just kinda walked away and said no thanks...guess that's the only way to deal with them. There was this guy playing with a soccer ball on some really tall thing (I'm not sure what it is...it's like on the end of the staircase....'scuse me for my lack of vocab atm) and he was doing all these tricks and stuff and everyone was just in awe. Another thing I noticed is that everyone's really musical there. On the steps infront of Sacre Coeur, there were a few people just singing and dancing. It was cute. And there were people set up on the narrow streets with the little shops just jamming out. I took a total of 7 sweet polaroids on that trip.

After that, we decided to walk to the Moulin Rouge. Little did I know, that street was full of sex shops and made me completely uncomfortable...LOL. So we got across the Moulin Rouge, and went straight down the metro, relieved to be away from that uncomfortable street, hahaha.

ANYHOW: we also visited *Chinatown* the day before...or was that Friday? I don't remember...haha. It's really hard looking for good/cheap restaurants...but we finally found this one that had really good Vietnamese soup and stuff like that. It was also a reasonable price and the people were friendly. This woman sitting beside us was really nice cause she told the waiter something he didn't understand, haha. So after a bit (ok not a bit...a LOT) of walking, and after the boys were complaining about their gym outfits, we headed back to the apartment.

Another thing I did this week was I went grocery shopping by myself :). Mum gave me money and I did everything in like 15-20 minutes, it was amazing haha. I had to get milk, eggs, bread, baguettes and these little raisin pastries. I've never done anying by myself in Paris...so that little taste of liberty was cool. I don't even care that there was a homeless guy infront of me at the Patisserie, asking me for money. XD I totally would have given some...but you know...I kinda wanted to save my money for this summer. Sorry dude :(.

An update about my little brother Andi? He's still not talking to me. I'd really like for us to be friends again...but at the moment he's just making it impossible. I'd like to try to do anything I can to make him cooperate. I don't really know how to deal with 12 year olds. If you have any ideas, PLEASE let me know :P.

Now, we also needed to get our passes which we haven't gotten because of a bunch of dumb rules. On the way there on Monday (I think), the metro stopped and the lights went out for a bit..and then it started up again so I was all, "Awwwww mannn." Admit it. Being stuck in a metro WOULD have been fun and interesting...hahaha.

When we got to the station, we were taking pictures in the PHOTOMATON and some homeless guy was yelling outside the door...I don't know why. It was kinda creepy, but I found it amusing. We were contemplating whether to go out that way or to find a different exit. We decided to head out that way because we knew the homeless guy wouldn't do anything. Besides, homeless guys who yell for no reason are really amusing XD.

So after thaaat, we visited our NEW APARTMENT. We just followed dad as he signed some contracts and such. The lady who's renting us the apartment (Katya) is really nice and she said that she likes kids and stuff, but she has to be careful about renting out the apartment cause she rented it out to teenagers before and they ended up smashing the place. Don't worry, we won't do any harm to the place ;). The place is actually quiiiiite the looker. It's got a sweet vintage look to it. It looks like something from like 1800's, it's crazy. My rooms in the centre of the whole place and I have no windows...it's also the smallest room. Any mirrors in there will be BANISHED if I sleept there...I dont care...I'm easily creeped~. Oh...and if you want to know a little bit about our backyard~ ;) , I suggest you go on Google Maps and search 9 Avenue Carnot 75017 Paris....and be amazed. =)

And school? Yeah, I have no idea what's going on with that. I took some test in some hard to find place in some low rent district...kinda sketch but whatevs. I got there with my dad and as soon as I got there, they got up and lined up to go downstairs to take the test...so I was all, "erh okay? peace dad?" The math test kinda took me a long time because I hadn't reviewed anything. I presumed it was a test from the UK cause it was an "End of Year 10" test. And I think that Year 10 UK = Grade 11 Canada. So I'm sitting there with all these foreigners (I guess I am one to...whatever) from places like Vietnam, and the Middle East and I don't know what other places. All the boys there looked greasy...ew. I was pretty much the only girl. I just hope that there are better looking boys in my class later XD. So my math test was alright...they spent like 10 minutes handing out different tests to people from different countries. I took like an hour and a half on a 4 hour math test because I completely suck and there were some dumb questions that I totally could have answered and some dumb questions that I didn't even understand. The teachers there spoke VERY LITTLE English and this one teacher kept pointing out mistakes on my test and being all "no thats not how you do it" and explaining everything to me in French...and I'm all "Lady...you KNOW I can't understand everything you're saying...good GOD" So after that, they send me to the next room to write a little French blurb just so they could see how I wrote in french, and then to read a little paragraph and to answer questions on the paragraph. And thennnnnn some old lady comes in and questions me about all the material in French, so that was my oral part. And I told her (in FRENCH) that if i practiced more, I would have understood more...but I was really tired...haha. Lame excuse. Then she went on to tell me to wait 10 days before anything showed up. Yay, more vaca! But seriously...I really need to start meeting people...

Oh, and Tuesday morning was CHAOTIC for me...mentally and physically. I got 3 hours of sleep, got up at 7:30am, and realized that the UK was an hour behind so I had to wait an extra hour to buy tickets for the JB concert in June. I went to sleep till 9:45 (i wanted 9:30 but my mum forgot to wake me up...what would have happened if I didnt wake up in time?! good GOD. I stumbled around for 15 mins and realized it was 10am...then it was a GO. This is how it went according to my post on CallUsFreaks...

"oh jesus christ.
this thing brought out the most panickness out of me.
this is how i went:

-realized it was 10:00
-rushed to put in the deets for my tix
-got like B2 or whatever, so i was like PSH I CAN DO BETTER
-i kept getting back and forth from b's and s's so i was like -_-
-i got row 24 a3 and i was like hmm i wonder if i can do better (like a dumbass)
-back to b2's
-got row 20 a3, gave up and tried to get it...called my dad for the 3 digit security code cause i didnt have it
-credit card info needed some security info i DIDNT HAVE...parents are yelling at me cause my mum needs to check out her email for apartment updates
-panicked and got my mums visa out (good god these things are ridic)
-panicked some more cause i lost the 20th row tix
-panicked some more and got shitty seats
-panicked some more and got the right credit card info and ended up with 13th row centre LOL

soooooooooo yeah

A3 - Row 13 Seat 34

Best I could do and it's better than my Toronto seat XD

Im excited =) I just hope I can change the shipping address...we're still moving in an apartment and I don't know where we're moving =S"

Buuuuuuuuut yeah. Other than that, everythings great! Our apartment finding stresses are over and now we need to find a way to move our 12 suitcases over to the new apartment by next Sunday!

Can't wait to see what else is in store for living in that neighbourhood...I'm effing excited, ferreals.

*You know you love me,

XOXO Mila aka Gossip Girl aka not.*

p.s. the Sephoras here ROCK. The girl signed me up for a membership which takes 10% off your purchases AND when I got home I looked in my bag and found FREE SAMPLES! I LOVE FREE SAMPLES! =D =D =D