So many things to tell you… no idea where to start…
No idea, actually, if it is of any interest…
Well I will give you a quick insight of my thoughts, and you can decide for yourself if you want to keep on reading or wait till I com up with something better. 
I am still in Paris and within a week we have gone from heat wave to bloody cold and rainy. I am freezing my butt of. With automn comes another problem (besides uni and work): I am fashionably bored.
Seriously, I never know what to wear. It´s the kind of weather where you have to decide between pretty or practical. Living with a fashion icon also kind of puts me under pressure and believe me…. that girl is never cold, no matter what!
The next thing is that I am still not used to the rythm of the city: I am exhausted! All the time
I keep running around, work a lot, go to uni, meet friends, walk the dog ( yeah there is a dog…)…
An then there is Gingerbread Boy…
What can I tell you about GBB…? Well, it´s actualy nice to sneak out and be 15 again… though it has a nice grown up depth. It feels nice to have somebody smile at you when you wake up in the morning, somebody who rushes after you when you storm out of a bar because you are upset, somebody who dances with you, somebody who just looks at you and you feel serene and alright, somebody who sings all the time and you end up thinking that your life is a bloody musical…
I am cold. I really am… though something inside of me is flickering up and it is my lucky guess that this littel thing will keep me warm from the inside…
comme c est moooooooooooooooognon!!