De Paris avec l’amour..
Since the souvenir - a PARIS SAINT-GERMAIN FC scarf - actually is a gift from my friend, which happen to be a guy…I find the French title above somehow, is a lil’ bit misleading..
To be honest, I actually never heard of the club before, but my friend here is a football-frenzy type, I believe he can even calculate the odds of Thierry Henry scoring a penalty quicker rather than his usual mechanical engineering stuffs. However, I did know the club’s fierce Rivalry with Olympique Marseille , the local FC where my friend stays. So, since they got footballs hooligan as well like in England, the chance of this scarf departing safely from Marseille to Volgograd is actually a very, very slight one. (combine that with the fact of how distasteful is the Russian post service, and you will start wondering, how the hell did I ever received the packages??)
The time cant be any more right, since I just lost my scarf, and the other one is still downstair at the basement..while the weather here is getting colder with the first trace of snow pouring down while we have our hari raya celebration yesterday.
And, together with the scarf, is several pics we took together during our summer holiday, complete with captions and "words of wisdom" at the back, reminding me..that while we’re far far away, we’re still the best of friend..
Its actually hard to find this kind of friend anymore, I mean, the type that dont totally disband you soon when they got the "other commitments". I hate those type of person (which unfortunately, consist almost 80% of my friends). I mean, u can expect the less SMSing, or the less time they might spend to hang out with u, but no..u dont get to forget your friend’s birthday!! (or else for that matters)
So, while I doubt he ever gonna read this blog, I still wanna shout out loud here..
DITES MERCI!!
NOUS SOMMES LE MEILLEUR AMI, POUR TOUJOURS!!!
