we are all born mad. some remain so.

reading nodame cantabile puts a smile on my face. it's funny not because of the exaggerated expressions in comic scenes, but because of the little details that make you chuckle from the inside. the author ninomiya tomoko has probably spent time in the places observing before she could actually capture the details so subtly. i'm now at chapter 101, where nodame and chiaki have already been in paris for almost a year.

not sure if molly remembers that day, or if b and v remember the chicken i bought back to the apartment, but this was exactly what happened to me in paris: