17.03.08 - Day 5 at Paris

My last day in Paris. I’ll be taking a train from Paris to Nice early morning tomorrow so I guess this shall be my finale…

But a relaxed one it shall be… woke up at like 9+ am and starting nua-ing until 10 plus before I finally got ready~ then I went down to use my laptop in the room with table~ was updating posts when I realized I needed internet REAL BAD. And so I asked the reception if nearby MacDonald had internet!! And he said YES!!! Oh man I totally regretted not asking him earlier~ although I wont have much time to use the internet but still…

Almost ran toward the MacDonald with my laptop… (both scared of it being robbed away and excited about internet) haha!! Was using the internet for only a while before my laptop signals that it’s dying on me!!! Sianz……………………

Managed to talk to my dera and emailed my parents before my comp died. Then I left for a cemetery!! Yes a cemetery!!! It’s the most visited cemetery in Europe bcos there’s a lot of famous people buried over there… such as blah and blah… I din bother to know.

Went there alone and fortunately the sun was out!! But these 2 days the weather is cold like shit manz…. Like seriously I duno what’s wrong with Paris’ weather!!! So freaking COLD!!!!

After the visit I walked to Place de la Republique, which is like around 2 metro stations away… I expected it to be like WOW but it’s just a wow. Nothing much. Just a statue in the middle of a busy junction. Haha!!!

These 5 days of busy schedule was tiring me out completely and my feet is feeling the pain man. So I decided to rest for the rest of the day in the hostel. BUT then I saw this shop and the “20%”, “30%”, “50%” keep staring back at me so I guess the shop is trying to tell me “come in! we’ve a sale!!!”

Then I went in and in the end came out 13.98eur poorer. DAMN.

Headed back to the hostel STRAIGHT AWAY. And then the real finale began. There was this guy from duno where staying in the same room who worked until he’s like 37 before he travel all around the world. He went to like London, Amsterdam, Greece, blah blah before he came Paris…

So I thot he’s kinda a cool person. Cool old person.

But there’s something weird about him… he comes back like drunk and then starts talking to himself whenever he’s going to sleep.

I came back to hostel finding that he’s asleep. So I tried to minimize the noises I made and then was typing this post WHEN I heard some noises from below (I’m like diagonally on top of him so I can see half his bed).

So I was like was I too noisy? Then I looked down to see if I woke him up. Then freaking hell I saw him wanking himself. And fyi to those reading, I can see his freaking dick.

FUCK man.

WHAT THE FUCK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

This is like the worst thing that happened to me on any of my journeys to anywhere!! Can’t he just do it on the toilet??? Or do it when no one’s at the room?!?!

Oh man. Wad a great end to Paris. -_-

(Continued in Macs a few hours later)

I was really scared. I AM really scared. i thot wadever happened is like the worst i can get but i guess i was wrong. after i wrote the above part of this post, i went to take a nap cos i was really tired... and i woke up after a while and heard him mumbling AGAIN.

previously, he was like mumbling "you're so beautiful, remember me, that's all i can ask for..." wadever poetic shit. i thot it's freaking weird but ok he's trying to be a freaking poet for the woman he like.

then THIS TIME, i heard him mumble,... "oops are you asleep? i sure hope u're asleep if not u'll hear wadever i just said..." then he laughed to himself. then it came.. "u're so beautiful~ i want to squeeze you.. i'm going to squeeze u tonight.." and MORE SICK wadever-you-call-that which i can't really remember cos i was so fucking scared.

i duno who he was talking about.. if he was talking about me or any other freaking unfortunate woman he was thinking about but it is DISGUSTING.

i was on the top of the triple deck bunk bed while he's like one the bottom of the another bunk. and i dun even know if i should go down or jump down or just pretend to be sleeping. i was FUCKING SCARED!!!!

In the end i was really too scared to stay in the same room with him alone and so i nearly jumped down the bed and ran to the reception where i asked them to change the room. i left my laptop, wallet, handphone EVERYTHING in the room. but i dun care. i can lose all those but i dun wan to die in that room manz.

i got to say the receptionist are so nice... all of them... i was telling them what happened and they let me change room (but i had to make the bed at the room i was from, but it's worth it.) while i was talking to them, that freaking bastard in the room came down. and he pretended nothing happened.

the recep asked him "were u sleeping just now??" and he said "ya... i was sleeping from 1pm to 6pm". i was like FUCK OFF. u can wank urself and mumble such sick shit when u're asleep?!?! get a freaking life man shit head.

if not becos of this guy i would have a perfect stay in Paris... but now actually i still enjoy my stay in Paris.. just that i have one colourful story to tell. Lucky i'm leaving early tmr morning.

Goodbye sick shit.

** by the way i wan to say i was staying in a neighbourhood with lots and lots of Blacks BUT i like them. they're so freaking cool looking. jus like those i see in MTV. nice!