A country girl in Paris, Moonlight on the Seine. Memories of Tennessee and Nashville in the rain. She walks along the boulevard Champs-Elysees, Thinks about a country boy three thousand miles away. Pride is such a hard thing, such a price to pay, To be all alone in Paris, with true love so far away.

Well, I'll toast autumn with another bottle of Monsieur Luigi And I'll always remember singing in the park When the rain comes down, I want to tell you 'bout all I see- Enchanting Paris.

check out my saxayeeee voice, i sound really man with the current voice of mine. plus im contributing to the noise pollution at hm. sniffing, coughing and even talking pollutes this hse. my fingers are getting tired, after gripping the pencil for long hrs each days and scribbling here and there continually. its definitely not easy to mug at the same time with a weary brain. tired brain = slow thinkking. so at the end of the day im not absorbing as much as i cld. this study week feels too short for me also. so short even before i cld realise it when i returned from m'sia, i have only a week left to mug for all 4 modules. wat an ideal time the sch had arranged for our exams to be. whateverr, im just taking in all i cld now. so ADD OIL to all having exams !