Not that easy after all...

Just read Fifi's blog message dedicated to me. Yes France is fabulous, all things new & different excites me. Eversince I arrived, I did not stop immersing myself in the culture & enjoying the new adventure. However I forgot one thing important, that there is a limit to everything.

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A day before school started, I wanted to fully unpack my luggages & prepare myself for a good start. When I dumped all my toileteries on the carpet for sorting out, I found I couldnt squad down at all. Somehow I had sprained my right ankle while touring the woods, and my ankle was swollen! What a disappointing discovery! I had to cancel the visit to Montmarte with Connie.

Obediently (taking Julie's advice over msn) I iced my ankle. As the swelling subsides, I came down with burst of sneezies & running nose.

Due to the discomfort, everything started to irritate me. It was one of those times, you felt like finding fault in someone so that you can piss him off & rationalise to yourself that you are being childish, unreasonable & should stop your nonsense.

However there was no one around me. :(

At 1pm, someone did come by to make me feel better, we went to a nearby brasserie for a late lunch. Merci bien... someday when you have a lousy day, I will cheer you up.