From Paris to The Netherlands

Snowing in March, The Netherlands .

Tibet, a part of China , Tibetan flag on in front of Chinese embassy , European media ‘attacks china ‘ , I’m tired of the argument with the European I know , it’s inner business of China and please let go .

YM died , in Paris , 25 years old , Chinese . I met him once when I was still living in Champs-elysees , Paris . He came with his girlfriend , another girl I saw a couple of times only, we had one diner together , and I was shocked while reading parisien news online and seeing the pic on.

Jeremie on phone, still looking for opportunities to start a career. I told him I would be back to Paris at the end , that is true , I love Paris , where I see myself get old and grey .  

I can’t fall in love with a Dutch , I like my Dutch friends , D.J is my new Dutch friend , he’s very nice and as one of my other colleagues mentioned , he’s hired because of his good looking J I like to make friends with good looking people , super facial as always , I like Dutch who are open-minded , who’re easy to get along , who are friendly and direct , I like Dutch as much as I can , as friends . I love French , some of them only , of course , love the tongue of the language , love the attitude , love the way of viewing things in Paris , love Paris , the city WHO refreshed my blood . I recently start thinking about the city where I would settle down after 30s, Paris , London , Berlin , New York , HongKong … Maybe even Amsterdam . It’s a sign of getting old, I expect wrinkles coming out very very soon …