Missing Cali.

I’m missing lots of things from California… Especially the sun !

Kaplan Westwood, Big Blue Bus, Santa Monica beach, The 3rd street Promenade, Abercrombie & Fitch, Fierce fragrance, Koray, Cetin, Feyza, Starbucks, Pinkberry, UCLA, T-Mobile, Ross Dress For Less, Westwood Park, High intermediate class, Advanced class, Student lounge, Japanese homeless, Natsuko, Miyo, Takey, Yuka, Venice beach, California Pizza Kitchen, Evey, Ji-sun onni, Koreatown, Cafe 50’s, The Grove, The Americana at Brand, ISO, Hollywood, Beverly Hills, Rodeo Dr, Sprinkles Cupcakes, Apple store, In-N-Out, Chinatown San Gabriel, Lulu, Jason, Hiroe, Boba, Custard cake, Cheesecake Factory, Day N Nite, Kiss me thru the phone, That’s fucked up, Roxy bikini, Palm Springs, LAX…

MyBerry in Paris

My homie and I went to test the 0 % non fat frozen yoghurt called My Berry, new concept very trendy from Korea (yeah not California). I used to eat this when I’m in Asia since last year, it’s so addicting… Red Mango in Asia and the US as well as Pinkberry and now My Berry in Paris ! It tasted really good just like Pinkberry and it made me think about LA on the way to school… Medium size with 3 topppings cost 5.90 euros. I was thinking about when they’re going to open this in Paris and there you go, I hope this concept will be booming I’m pretty sure it will cuz it’s non fat and it’s soooo in trend to eat like that now.

Broken Strings

Broken Strings (feat. Nelly Furtado) – James Morrison

Let me hold you for the last time
It’s the last chance to feel again
But you broke me
Now I can’t feel anything

When I love you, rings so untrue
I can’t even convince myself
When i’m speaking, it’s the voice of someone else

Oh it tears me up
I try to hold on but it hurts too much
I try to forgive, but it’s not enough to make it all ok

You can’t play on broken strings
You can’t feel anything
That your heart don’t want to feel
I can’t tell you something that aren’t real
Oh the truth hurts
A lie’s worse
How can I give you anymore
When I love you a little less than before

Oh what are we doing
We are turning into dust
Playing house in the blue ruins of us
Running back through the fire
When there’s nothing left to say
It’s the chasing of the real last train
When it’s too late, it’s too late

Oh it tears me up
I try to hold on but it hurts too much
I try to forgive, but it’s not enough to make it all ok

You can’t play on broken strings
You can’t feel anything
That your heart don’t want to feel
I can’t tell you something that ain’t real
Oh the truth hurts
A lie’s worse
How can I give you anymore
When I love you a little less than before

Oh we’re running through the fire

When there’s nothing left to save
It’s like chasing the very last train
When we both know it’s too late , too late

You can’t play on broken strings
You can’t feel anything
That your heart don’t want to feel
I can’t tell you something that ain’t real
Oh the truth hurts
A lie’s worse
How can I give you anymore
When I love you a little less than before(x2)

Let me hold you for the last time
It’s the last chance to feel again

This is what I feel right now…