Today, my cousin is getting baptised.
She was forced.
But as a cousin I got to feel happy for her.
She said she didn't want to change.
Me too: I don't want her to change.
Into a dogmatic, blind-follower of faith.
People treat this as a birth.
I treat this a journey towards death.
Where were the times?
Saturday, 30 January 2010
Tuesday, 26 January 2010
Hi...
Time flies... When you're NOT having fun.
4th week of school already.
Nearly one month of school.
Holy hell.
The stress is... Indescribably horrible.
Homework is piling up as usual, but the difference is that my hard work off-sets it a little.
Oh well.
I'm talking to girls more.
A way of relaxation.
Or maybe a subconscious need of mine.
Either way.
Watching L'Avare and One Small Step next week.
Very excited. :D
So yea, a basic update.
4th week of school already.
Nearly one month of school.
Holy hell.
The stress is... Indescribably horrible.
Homework is piling up as usual, but the difference is that my hard work off-sets it a little.
Oh well.
I'm talking to girls more.
A way of relaxation.
Or maybe a subconscious need of mine.
Either way.
Watching L'Avare and One Small Step next week.
Very excited. :D
So yea, a basic update.
Saturday, 16 January 2010
A few poems...
Too boring to update using a lot of words... The first is a blog update, the second is purely an inspiration...
"Torment"
Two weeks, a full moon,
Fourteen days, not cool.
Homework piles up high,
One word: a sore sight.
One more week, a test,
I am unprepared.
Poring through notes like hell,
'Tis where my fear dwells.
"Forbidden"
Enclosed in thoughts, lost far away,
Bold entrance in devil's space.
Slowly soaking, relishing,
Embracing the forbidden.
Enchanted, getting hotter,
Plunge down, go even higher,
Enjoy the thoughts, don't resist,
Don't run from the forbidden.
Now you are the greatest king,
We are at your beck and call,
Sit and live your mighty world,
The land of lost and forbidden.
"Torment"
Two weeks, a full moon,
Fourteen days, not cool.
Homework piles up high,
One word: a sore sight.
One more week, a test,
I am unprepared.
Poring through notes like hell,
'Tis where my fear dwells.
"Forbidden"
Enclosed in thoughts, lost far away,
Bold entrance in devil's space.
Slowly soaking, relishing,
Embracing the forbidden.
Enchanted, getting hotter,
Plunge down, go even higher,
Enjoy the thoughts, don't resist,
Don't run from the forbidden.
Now you are the greatest king,
We are at your beck and call,
Sit and live your mighty world,
The land of lost and forbidden.
Sunday, 10 January 2010
First Week of School...
Oh boy.
First week of school was STRESS big time.
Many deadlines to meet already.
Let's get in gear.
Eugene, you are fickle minded.
Stop it.
I haven't been to the Cafe.
But I will.
Soon.
First week of school was STRESS big time.
Many deadlines to meet already.
Let's get in gear.
Eugene, you are fickle minded.
Stop it.
I haven't been to the Cafe.
But I will.
Soon.
Wednesday, 6 January 2010
A little poem...
Oh crap I have no mood to do the Suzhou presentation how...
"The Days of Old"
Lo and behold, there they go,
The long lost days of old,
Ho ho all blown,
The long lost days of old.
Not a shadow, but even more faint,
Merely a dream, yet even more quaint.
Lost and loft, locked far away,
Past has passed, lost in haste.
Yet some in a while, by and by,
A dainty smell caught your mind,
A memory catches you, fast-bind,
And there they come, the days gone-by.
"The Days of Old"
Lo and behold, there they go,
The long lost days of old,
Ho ho all blown,
The long lost days of old.
Not a shadow, but even more faint,
Merely a dream, yet even more quaint.
Lost and loft, locked far away,
Past has passed, lost in haste.
Yet some in a while, by and by,
A dainty smell caught your mind,
A memory catches you, fast-bind,
And there they come, the days gone-by.
Tuesday, 5 January 2010
Suzhou Chronicles
I know this is a little late, but that is because Mr. Law didn't return me my booklet earlier. But anyways... Here is what I felt, thought and did on the trip. :D
Day 1
(I was supposed to write this in Chinese, but hey, who the hell cares? English it is!)
The flight was long and boring enough. Frankly speaking the difference between attitude my brother gave me before my trip and what attitude I gave him when he went on his trip to Cambodia pissed me off even before the trip started. On the flight the only stuff to do was to take photos on a camera that showed the low battery sign, eat and listen to the new album of Eros Ramazzotti. Nothing else other than clouds.
In China, I realized we weren't at the same airport as I went to in P5. Oh well, China has to develop someday. The bus ride was boring for most part, other than the introduction. Instructions blah blah blah... What to eat, what not to do, what not to say etc. Same old same old.
On the way to the hotel however Yan Lun and I saw KFC, and we screamed the name in unison. How's that for coincidence?
Day 2
The breakfast was good, the chewing gum was even better. First rule broke, but who cares? 11.5 yuan was too little for too much. But the annoying thing was that I didn't bring the gum on the trip. Oh well. We went to the SIP to look around. Cool place, nice photos but nothing much. Then it was to the 木渎古镇. Nice scenery, nice people but yet again nothing much. I have to say it was there I met a girl.
Lunch time, how idiotic of me not to use the toilet. I was bursting when I got to the Suzhou Museum. There was millions of artifacts of the past, and a little more from the present, but oh well you know what the trip is like: Nothing much. The weather got considerably colder on that day, and the cuddling on the roadside seemed much gay now than a necessity that it seemed back then. We learned a little Suzhou dialect, but it was the same stuff that I got the other time. I'm starting to wonder whether my tour guide when I was in Suzhou when I was P5 was from the same company.
Dinner as usual. But kena dope by the Cigarette Tofu. Damned the girls for making me a guinea pig. The performance was split into S3 girls and S3 boys in the hotel. We practiced, a little unprofessionally at first. But Mr. Law came and changed all of us into choir boys. I hate, hate, hate, hate, hate the over-exaggerating part of the climax. Then, it was to hit the hay.
Day 3
It is weird enough I wrote in my journal a day late about a girl whom I liked. But ho hum anything goes...
The Opera Museum was SUPER scam. I thought it would be a grand place showcasing the history of the Suzhou people, but I got a roadside museum, little models of stages and a real stage at the centre. Good pictures but still kena scam. The silk factory tour was pushed forward to before lunch, as the weather was being a motherbitch and the tour guide expected a weather too cold for us to cope. Who says so? Actually it's true. The silk factory was cool, especially the fashion show. Bought a bag for my mother and a doll representing a Mongolian. That I initially planned to give someone else, but for now I'm keeping it. The tour guide commended my pronunciation of "su be be". I wrote in the diary I wanted to stay there for 5 years. I still want to, but hey, there is a lot in life to be accomplished yet.
In the afternoon, the shopping was disastrous. Cold temperatures, blowing winds, even colder hands made shopping unbearable. The only thing that I could actually want to buy was books, and I stupidly bought a translation of Gulliver's Travels in Chinese, not realizing I'm just lying to myself that I would read it. The night was better in the comfort of the hotel, as the boys visited Mr. Law's room for the first time and watched part of a movie and practiced singing.
Day 4
I wrote in my journal that "Friday the 13th came later than usual today." And for a good reason. That day was the day we went to Wuxi. An interesting tour guide: He practically memorized EVERYTHING. Every single little detail and poem. But well he knew he was pressed for time, and being Chung Cheng students, we weren't especially keen on knowing the urgency of time. Then it was to the 三国城. It was really cool when the professor of calligraphy of some University wrote poems by our Chinese names. My poem went something like "stick to your words, brush up on your culture (that means my Chinese man!), I will explore the world and lead a smooth life". Hey, for a prophecy I think that's close enough. The boat ride was well, uh, humdrum.
Lunch was nothing much (again) but the pork ribs disappointed me. Oh well. Then it was to the pearl factory. I got a chop made out of pearl sand for my father and a pearl bracelet for Christabel. I then realized at that point that I have only 200 Yuan left. Oh boy, that is what you get for spending too much on chewing gum. After that it was to 第二泉. I bought a fan, which I wasn't sure to whom I was buying for (I later gave it to my cousin). After that it was back to the hotel. We shopped a little Guanqian street, and we got egg tarts.
This was written in my journal: "The confession was a fiasco." because there just wasn't enough space to continue. Let me tell you the story I remember so vividly. Around 8 in the evening, I was reading the newspaper. One was that I knew that Hubei had a snow storm. Another is that my horoscope read that I would be "meeting the girl of my dreams" that day, and that "I couldn't get better". So out of irrational thinking and pretty dumb ideas I told my friend, the next worst guy I could tell, my horoscope to. In fact he was a Capricorn himself, and he had a girl he liked too. So we decided to go for a confession. He told me to call his girl that he had egg tarts for her, but to be discreet. I said that we had "extras". He told me to die, because those weren't extras. Anyways we both went up to deliver the egg tarts and the milkshake. At his girl's doorstep he gave the egg tarts and milkshake and ran off. I was partly pulled in and partly stupid enough to enter the girl's room as well. I was thinking about giving up my confession until I saw MY crush in that room. As the Hokkien people say, "see liao", which means "die already". I was "interrogated" on the purpose of the egg tarts, which they already know, just to make sure. I was sent down again to re-deliver the purpose of the egg tarts, and then I went up to assure the girls that the egg tarts had no purpose but of friendship. That is where I made my second mistake of the night, I told them I had TWO purposes in going up. One purpose was dealt with already, the other was mine. I was forced to confess, either way. Well and I was rejected, tactfully. I remember that night the boys were watching soccer. I was tired and didn't want to join in, and partly because I was emo, though I denied it. I rested late anyway.
Day 5
I woke up later than usual as the night before was overwhelming. That day was special, coming to think of it. The sentence "One word: Boring." now comes as a surprise to me. We went to 绿化公园, where it was presumably my first test in being "friends" with her. Meeting was awkward, but friends are still friends. Jia Rong seems to be taking things much more sensitively. The lunch was okay, but the name of the venue freaks me a little, calling themselves "Lover's Space" or something like that in Chinese. The playground was AWESOME. I haven't felt that type of real fun in a year of Sundays. Coincidentally that was a Sunday. The first non-church Sunday. :D
After that it was to the 太湖湿地公园. The signs were FANTASTIC. As in they were humorous. I will never forget those sexual innuendos those signs seem to portray. There were marriages EVERYWHERE. I guess Tai Hu does live up to its name. We skipped the Suzhou River sightseeing due to the weather. The girls koped the boys' toilet cubicles. How awkward. Dinner was at the cigarette tofu restaurant, but well no cigarette tofu this time.
Back to the hotel we started practicing our singing. She was already at Mr. Law's room when we entered, and she tried to hide from me. No matter, I thought to myself. The singing went great.
Day 6
What I wrote was "Sunday moon and Monday blues". We had to wake up so damn early as there was school. And on that day I finally got to sit at the back. We sent the sec 2's to the 16th High School first, and then it was an hour to our Suzhou High School. The place was awesome. 100000 Yuan per year for the local school enrollment, 100000 US Dollars on the other hand for the international school. >.<
Day 7
When I said in my journal "the ninth sun came out today" it was referring to the fact that the word Crystal in Chinese is made up of 3 suns. So therefore I met the third Crystal there today, in name that is. There was a power trip that morning as I was halfway brushing my teeth. Dammit. There was quite a lot of people at the breakfast table. I sat at her table, acting as if the tour guide allocated me that seat. 5 minutes later however, she left. With all intents and purposes I felt like a big loser. School was nice, but confusing. History was okay, but there was definitely political reasons for the syllabus, the military training that we got a glimpse of was an eye-opener. It is easily 5 degrees on that day. I didn't like the arts, both the painting and the dance, but we got good laughs over it. I liked the interaction the best. I thought I was to limit myself to 4 contacts, in the end I got 8. I have to start contacting them already, they will make excellent pen pals. :D
After that we went to the embroidery museum. Pretty pictures, interesting designs, but pocket pokkai, bought nothing. I wanted to buy something for her but oh well. The dinner was a buffet, and I sat next to her table again. This time though I kept to my table most of the time. Kah Yong's comment on Jia Rong was best: "The phrase: he got no balls." Personally I think he does have "no balls", but just in case he read my diary, I wrote "Haha, he is good enough lah, at least got balls to buy egg tarts. XD" Who the hell am I kidding? I talked a little at their table... Okay, not a little, quite a bit. For some reason I felt like singing on the bus. Then, back in the hotel, I caught something disturbing. I heard of a star-shower on that night, but decided that after the horoscope incident I'm hopeless. Slept.
Day 8
I played cards that night till 0100. Woke up the next morning, regretting a little about the star-shower. Suzhou No. 16 High school was very cold. The presentation on the school was very boring, as I tried to keep myself warm, as well as the others. We got a few cool lessons, which I found out was pushed back to accommodate us. Especially Music, which I got a quaint little ladder like toy. After that it was a whole free afternoon on the Guanqian street. There I scammed a few people who tried to advertise their hair saloon that we were English speaking only. We ate KFC and Pepsi for dinner. I took a long nice hot bath. Then I came up with a plan to say "I love you" to her in Suzhou dialect. Childish yes, but I think I was under the love delusion at that time. It was to be a game of "Truth and Dare", where I got a dare, and I had to go to her room to "confess". It was awkward. And hell it was fun too. Well my friend the Capricorn again no balls to say it. Oh well. Was very excited that night.
Day 9
Last day in Suzhou. Was a bit unwilling to go, but oh, all good things have to come to an end. It was snowing lightly at least. At breakfast I was waiting for Yan Lun and the rest. But well the three girls came... So I let the seats to them. We didn't talk much but I was happy. School was sucky, as usual. I couldn't understand a single shit in Chinese. The Chinese teacher (Or so called Guo Yu Lao Shi) introduced Classical Chinese to the students. Ennabelle showed her prowess in the "三字经", something even the people there couldn't memorize. Or even bother. Chinese was crap. I would DIE there. Mathematics was another matter, easy but quite a bit of memorizing to do. It suddenly turned very cold. It has to be about melting being a endothermic reaction. Brr. Calligraphy was kinda fun, but washing hands was... You know, washing hands in sub-10 temperatures... I didn't get the chance to give my buddy a present. Lunch as usual, but the last lunch in Suzhou was kinda, yea, sad.
So then it was away away to Shanghai. 南京路，our first stop, was cool. The arcade held us back with the boys keep playing. Oh well at least we weren't the last. I got the Shanghai Open 2010 mascot for my brother which cost 20 yuan. 新天地，was more European styled, got Cappuccino from Starbucks. I wrote a poem for the other tour guide, which she appreciated very much. I emo-ed on the bus, and through dinner. Almost cried, at least I had her to comfort me. Shanghai Grand Mercure hotel was really nice. And the Koh Bank called a few rooms to check their interest in buying provinces. XD
Anyways I went to her room and gave her the present. I spilled the beans that the Truth and Dare game the previous night was just a decoy. Played cards till late at night. Was uncomfortably close with Claire. But she always had the winning hand.
Day 10
The last day in China. Man I dig the hotel, why didn't we have that hotel first? But frankly speaking the bathtub didn't fit my size. Went to the Science Centre. Man that teacher who tried to cut the queue is freaking annoying! But oh well. The exhibitions was nice and interesting, but no time to look around seeing everything. Bought a wooden dummy, persumably for a claymation project, but it's on hold as of now. Then we had the last lunch, where she kindly took our Group 4's photo together, albeit impatiently. I planned to set up a facebook group (which my sister has already set up XD) Though I have to say my next line in the journal "Gonna be easy for the group project" is sorely inaccurate. I bought Quotations from Chairman Mao at the shopping centre, and I am proud to say I have finished reading the translated English version. I was quite surprised that Eunice's brother is interested in Chairman Mao. Right after that it was the bus to the Maglev Train. Me and that no-baller bet on whether the train speed would go up more than 431 km/h. I won.
Goodbyes exchanged with the tour guide, but the Xu Jie Jie was rushing off somewhere. It was sad seeing her go. When I was on the plane, I thought I stayed in China for an hour. Like seriously. Same stuff on the plane as when I came here.
Reflections
So then the next day there I was thinking where the 10 days had gone. I frankly thought the stay in China would last forever. But well. That asshole actually got together with his girl, big surprise. I didn't however, and faced a huge pile of work, which I cared less. The Genting trip came next, but I blogged on that already. The person who interrogated became my sis. And now Mrs Kee is chasing me for my group's presentation. Sorry guys, gonna saboh you, but Powerpoint is seriously easier to do.
Day 1
(I was supposed to write this in Chinese, but hey, who the hell cares? English it is!)
The flight was long and boring enough. Frankly speaking the difference between attitude my brother gave me before my trip and what attitude I gave him when he went on his trip to Cambodia pissed me off even before the trip started. On the flight the only stuff to do was to take photos on a camera that showed the low battery sign, eat and listen to the new album of Eros Ramazzotti. Nothing else other than clouds.
In China, I realized we weren't at the same airport as I went to in P5. Oh well, China has to develop someday. The bus ride was boring for most part, other than the introduction. Instructions blah blah blah... What to eat, what not to do, what not to say etc. Same old same old.
On the way to the hotel however Yan Lun and I saw KFC, and we screamed the name in unison. How's that for coincidence?
Day 2
The breakfast was good, the chewing gum was even better. First rule broke, but who cares? 11.5 yuan was too little for too much. But the annoying thing was that I didn't bring the gum on the trip. Oh well. We went to the SIP to look around. Cool place, nice photos but nothing much. Then it was to the 木渎古镇. Nice scenery, nice people but yet again nothing much. I have to say it was there I met a girl.
Lunch time, how idiotic of me not to use the toilet. I was bursting when I got to the Suzhou Museum. There was millions of artifacts of the past, and a little more from the present, but oh well you know what the trip is like: Nothing much. The weather got considerably colder on that day, and the cuddling on the roadside seemed much gay now than a necessity that it seemed back then. We learned a little Suzhou dialect, but it was the same stuff that I got the other time. I'm starting to wonder whether my tour guide when I was in Suzhou when I was P5 was from the same company.
Dinner as usual. But kena dope by the Cigarette Tofu. Damned the girls for making me a guinea pig. The performance was split into S3 girls and S3 boys in the hotel. We practiced, a little unprofessionally at first. But Mr. Law came and changed all of us into choir boys. I hate, hate, hate, hate, hate the over-exaggerating part of the climax. Then, it was to hit the hay.
Day 3
It is weird enough I wrote in my journal a day late about a girl whom I liked. But ho hum anything goes...
The Opera Museum was SUPER scam. I thought it would be a grand place showcasing the history of the Suzhou people, but I got a roadside museum, little models of stages and a real stage at the centre. Good pictures but still kena scam. The silk factory tour was pushed forward to before lunch, as the weather was being a motherbitch and the tour guide expected a weather too cold for us to cope. Who says so? Actually it's true. The silk factory was cool, especially the fashion show. Bought a bag for my mother and a doll representing a Mongolian. That I initially planned to give someone else, but for now I'm keeping it. The tour guide commended my pronunciation of "su be be". I wrote in the diary I wanted to stay there for 5 years. I still want to, but hey, there is a lot in life to be accomplished yet.
In the afternoon, the shopping was disastrous. Cold temperatures, blowing winds, even colder hands made shopping unbearable. The only thing that I could actually want to buy was books, and I stupidly bought a translation of Gulliver's Travels in Chinese, not realizing I'm just lying to myself that I would read it. The night was better in the comfort of the hotel, as the boys visited Mr. Law's room for the first time and watched part of a movie and practiced singing.
Day 4
I wrote in my journal that "Friday the 13th came later than usual today." And for a good reason. That day was the day we went to Wuxi. An interesting tour guide: He practically memorized EVERYTHING. Every single little detail and poem. But well he knew he was pressed for time, and being Chung Cheng students, we weren't especially keen on knowing the urgency of time. Then it was to the 三国城. It was really cool when the professor of calligraphy of some University wrote poems by our Chinese names. My poem went something like "stick to your words, brush up on your culture (that means my Chinese man!), I will explore the world and lead a smooth life". Hey, for a prophecy I think that's close enough. The boat ride was well, uh, humdrum.
Lunch was nothing much (again) but the pork ribs disappointed me. Oh well. Then it was to the pearl factory. I got a chop made out of pearl sand for my father and a pearl bracelet for Christabel. I then realized at that point that I have only 200 Yuan left. Oh boy, that is what you get for spending too much on chewing gum. After that it was to 第二泉. I bought a fan, which I wasn't sure to whom I was buying for (I later gave it to my cousin). After that it was back to the hotel. We shopped a little Guanqian street, and we got egg tarts.
This was written in my journal: "The confession was a fiasco." because there just wasn't enough space to continue. Let me tell you the story I remember so vividly. Around 8 in the evening, I was reading the newspaper. One was that I knew that Hubei had a snow storm. Another is that my horoscope read that I would be "meeting the girl of my dreams" that day, and that "I couldn't get better". So out of irrational thinking and pretty dumb ideas I told my friend, the next worst guy I could tell, my horoscope to. In fact he was a Capricorn himself, and he had a girl he liked too. So we decided to go for a confession. He told me to call his girl that he had egg tarts for her, but to be discreet. I said that we had "extras". He told me to die, because those weren't extras. Anyways we both went up to deliver the egg tarts and the milkshake. At his girl's doorstep he gave the egg tarts and milkshake and ran off. I was partly pulled in and partly stupid enough to enter the girl's room as well. I was thinking about giving up my confession until I saw MY crush in that room. As the Hokkien people say, "see liao", which means "die already". I was "interrogated" on the purpose of the egg tarts, which they already know, just to make sure. I was sent down again to re-deliver the purpose of the egg tarts, and then I went up to assure the girls that the egg tarts had no purpose but of friendship. That is where I made my second mistake of the night, I told them I had TWO purposes in going up. One purpose was dealt with already, the other was mine. I was forced to confess, either way. Well and I was rejected, tactfully. I remember that night the boys were watching soccer. I was tired and didn't want to join in, and partly because I was emo, though I denied it. I rested late anyway.
Day 5
I woke up later than usual as the night before was overwhelming. That day was special, coming to think of it. The sentence "One word: Boring." now comes as a surprise to me. We went to 绿化公园, where it was presumably my first test in being "friends" with her. Meeting was awkward, but friends are still friends. Jia Rong seems to be taking things much more sensitively. The lunch was okay, but the name of the venue freaks me a little, calling themselves "Lover's Space" or something like that in Chinese. The playground was AWESOME. I haven't felt that type of real fun in a year of Sundays. Coincidentally that was a Sunday. The first non-church Sunday. :D
After that it was to the 太湖湿地公园. The signs were FANTASTIC. As in they were humorous. I will never forget those sexual innuendos those signs seem to portray. There were marriages EVERYWHERE. I guess Tai Hu does live up to its name. We skipped the Suzhou River sightseeing due to the weather. The girls koped the boys' toilet cubicles. How awkward. Dinner was at the cigarette tofu restaurant, but well no cigarette tofu this time.
Back to the hotel we started practicing our singing. She was already at Mr. Law's room when we entered, and she tried to hide from me. No matter, I thought to myself. The singing went great.
Day 6
What I wrote was "Sunday moon and Monday blues". We had to wake up so damn early as there was school. And on that day I finally got to sit at the back. We sent the sec 2's to the 16th High School first, and then it was an hour to our Suzhou High School. The place was awesome. 100000 Yuan per year for the local school enrollment, 100000 US Dollars on the other hand for the international school. >.<
Day 7
When I said in my journal "the ninth sun came out today" it was referring to the fact that the word Crystal in Chinese is made up of 3 suns. So therefore I met the third Crystal there today, in name that is. There was a power trip that morning as I was halfway brushing my teeth. Dammit. There was quite a lot of people at the breakfast table. I sat at her table, acting as if the tour guide allocated me that seat. 5 minutes later however, she left. With all intents and purposes I felt like a big loser. School was nice, but confusing. History was okay, but there was definitely political reasons for the syllabus, the military training that we got a glimpse of was an eye-opener. It is easily 5 degrees on that day. I didn't like the arts, both the painting and the dance, but we got good laughs over it. I liked the interaction the best. I thought I was to limit myself to 4 contacts, in the end I got 8. I have to start contacting them already, they will make excellent pen pals. :D
After that we went to the embroidery museum. Pretty pictures, interesting designs, but pocket pokkai, bought nothing. I wanted to buy something for her but oh well. The dinner was a buffet, and I sat next to her table again. This time though I kept to my table most of the time. Kah Yong's comment on Jia Rong was best: "The phrase: he got no balls." Personally I think he does have "no balls", but just in case he read my diary, I wrote "Haha, he is good enough lah, at least got balls to buy egg tarts. XD" Who the hell am I kidding? I talked a little at their table... Okay, not a little, quite a bit. For some reason I felt like singing on the bus. Then, back in the hotel, I caught something disturbing. I heard of a star-shower on that night, but decided that after the horoscope incident I'm hopeless. Slept.
Day 8
I played cards that night till 0100. Woke up the next morning, regretting a little about the star-shower. Suzhou No. 16 High school was very cold. The presentation on the school was very boring, as I tried to keep myself warm, as well as the others. We got a few cool lessons, which I found out was pushed back to accommodate us. Especially Music, which I got a quaint little ladder like toy. After that it was a whole free afternoon on the Guanqian street. There I scammed a few people who tried to advertise their hair saloon that we were English speaking only. We ate KFC and Pepsi for dinner. I took a long nice hot bath. Then I came up with a plan to say "I love you" to her in Suzhou dialect. Childish yes, but I think I was under the love delusion at that time. It was to be a game of "Truth and Dare", where I got a dare, and I had to go to her room to "confess". It was awkward. And hell it was fun too. Well my friend the Capricorn again no balls to say it. Oh well. Was very excited that night.
Day 9
Last day in Suzhou. Was a bit unwilling to go, but oh, all good things have to come to an end. It was snowing lightly at least. At breakfast I was waiting for Yan Lun and the rest. But well the three girls came... So I let the seats to them. We didn't talk much but I was happy. School was sucky, as usual. I couldn't understand a single shit in Chinese. The Chinese teacher (Or so called Guo Yu Lao Shi) introduced Classical Chinese to the students. Ennabelle showed her prowess in the "三字经", something even the people there couldn't memorize. Or even bother. Chinese was crap. I would DIE there. Mathematics was another matter, easy but quite a bit of memorizing to do. It suddenly turned very cold. It has to be about melting being a endothermic reaction. Brr. Calligraphy was kinda fun, but washing hands was... You know, washing hands in sub-10 temperatures... I didn't get the chance to give my buddy a present. Lunch as usual, but the last lunch in Suzhou was kinda, yea, sad.
So then it was away away to Shanghai. 南京路，our first stop, was cool. The arcade held us back with the boys keep playing. Oh well at least we weren't the last. I got the Shanghai Open 2010 mascot for my brother which cost 20 yuan. 新天地，was more European styled, got Cappuccino from Starbucks. I wrote a poem for the other tour guide, which she appreciated very much. I emo-ed on the bus, and through dinner. Almost cried, at least I had her to comfort me. Shanghai Grand Mercure hotel was really nice. And the Koh Bank called a few rooms to check their interest in buying provinces. XD
Anyways I went to her room and gave her the present. I spilled the beans that the Truth and Dare game the previous night was just a decoy. Played cards till late at night. Was uncomfortably close with Claire. But she always had the winning hand.
Day 10
The last day in China. Man I dig the hotel, why didn't we have that hotel first? But frankly speaking the bathtub didn't fit my size. Went to the Science Centre. Man that teacher who tried to cut the queue is freaking annoying! But oh well. The exhibitions was nice and interesting, but no time to look around seeing everything. Bought a wooden dummy, persumably for a claymation project, but it's on hold as of now. Then we had the last lunch, where she kindly took our Group 4's photo together, albeit impatiently. I planned to set up a facebook group (which my sister has already set up XD) Though I have to say my next line in the journal "Gonna be easy for the group project" is sorely inaccurate. I bought Quotations from Chairman Mao at the shopping centre, and I am proud to say I have finished reading the translated English version. I was quite surprised that Eunice's brother is interested in Chairman Mao. Right after that it was the bus to the Maglev Train. Me and that no-baller bet on whether the train speed would go up more than 431 km/h. I won.
Goodbyes exchanged with the tour guide, but the Xu Jie Jie was rushing off somewhere. It was sad seeing her go. When I was on the plane, I thought I stayed in China for an hour. Like seriously. Same stuff on the plane as when I came here.
Reflections
So then the next day there I was thinking where the 10 days had gone. I frankly thought the stay in China would last forever. But well. That asshole actually got together with his girl, big surprise. I didn't however, and faced a huge pile of work, which I cared less. The Genting trip came next, but I blogged on that already. The person who interrogated became my sis. And now Mrs Kee is chasing me for my group's presentation. Sorry guys, gonna saboh you, but Powerpoint is seriously easier to do.
Sunday, 3 January 2010
Happy Birthday to me :D
Well well well guess who can watch NC16 already??? :D
A big thanks to those who wished me Happy Birthday in one form or another (Mostly Facebook though XD).
Damn sian, right after my birthday it had to be school.
Oh well.
Hey maybe I still can enjoy my birthday yet :D
Akibanana Cafe here I come. :D
A big thanks to those who wished me Happy Birthday in one form or another (Mostly Facebook though XD).
Damn sian, right after my birthday it had to be school.
Oh well.
Hey maybe I still can enjoy my birthday yet :D
Akibanana Cafe here I come. :D
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