I just watched Monte Carlo for the fourth time in two months. It is the only movie that can make me feel better after my phone was stolen right from my bag in One Utama. (Girls, just be careful, don't think it will never happen to you alright.)
Somehow imagining myself standing in front of the Eiffel Tower can make myself feel less depressed. The music, the ambiance and the love around that was shared by couples everywhere in the City of Love. When will it be my turn? When will I ever able to save up and keep up with the currency exchange? It is my dream to go to Paris someday. I would not mind if its even just for three days.
Oh Paris!
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