I'm going back to (USSR)...China!

Actually, it's not so far from ex USSR.
Fact is that, i'm going back to university in september in order to study international management.
It's a two years long course wich takes place in France (six months) and China (a year and a half).
In April 2009 i'll move to Beijing, then Shanghai.

I think it's a pretty exciting challenge.
It's going to be pretty tough, as well. My schedule will be...insane? Let's say i'm going to spend 50h/week at university for classes.

So people, come and see me in China. I'm waiting for you.

How to carry on the family name.

Gold Lion in Cannes in the category Press.
Anti Female Foeticide is a big social problem in India. Every year 1.1 million unborn baby girls die before they are born.
Ad is from AADHAR. Agency: Contract India, Mumbai.

*The Young Lions competition (formerly known as the Young Creatives competition) is open to advertising professionals up to 28 years old. The participating teams, comprising an art director and copywriter, are selected through a pre-selection process in their own country, with the winners attending Cannes.

Satisfaction.

I recently made something i can be proud of. I'm pretty happy with that and i got satisfaction from doing it.
But i realized i could get even greater satisfaction by looking at mum's eyes.
Nothing can compare to the look of a mum when she's proud of what her son did.
This brought me the greatest satisfaction.

You spoilt everything!!

Last week i met this girl called Bérénice. We had a pretty long chat because we have something in common: Singapore.
Apparently, she spent two years in China, and eight months in Singapore.
We both shared our experience there...where we like going, what area, where to shop, where to go out...
I was pretty excited to meet a french knowing as much as i do about Singapore.

Fact is, the more we spoke, the more i felt uncomfortable.
I realized i couldn't speak in french about Singapore.
When she mentioned the "M aiR Te", "Orshaard", "Tampeen"...i felt so shocked.
She was breaking something inside of me.
I felt like "her" Singapore couldn't be the same as mine.
Plus, i must admit she made me feel like being a french in Singapore, wich i've never felt before.
Stay away from me, ok?!

Il n'aime pas...

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