china was fucking awesome
merrill this is for you!!
Departure: PDX-LAX
Well my trip was grand. I loved it. I didn’t want to come home. I am actually thinking of going to school in china, Sichuan (四川) University or Beijing (北京) University.
Ill get into that later though....
Ok the night before the flight at like 2 in the morning I tried to sleep, but I couldn’t. not because I was nervous about the flight or that I wanted to stay or I was scared, but I couldn’t sleep because I was kicking myself in the ass. Because I made a mistake that I wish I would never had made. It had to do with a girl.....not you... that I like, liked, and broke up with her. I was excited to see her, but I was sad because I broke up with her....for reasons that I will not expose.
3-4 rolled around, and well I started to call people. People like you, Kevin, Havilah, Krissy, and Kyle. Well I sang to them, but fucking for some reason I was stuttering on yours and I think it was Havilahs....so all the girls....lol. Krissys phone was being stupid and wouldn’t let me leave a message. Fucking Kevin answered his phone so I had to sing to him and not to a mail box....and that made me feel kind of...HOMOsexual, but that is ok, I know I’m not....you might question that when you continue to read. Heheheheh so we are off to PDX and then I get on a plane for the fourth time in my life, and I was thinking about Tyler Durdan and his Hindu cow metaphor for the people on the crashing plane. So I stole the little pamphlet with the Hindu cow people on it...oh Yeah I rock!
Land in LAX for a 5 hour layover. Walk out and see two men walking around with MSG’S over their shoulders, 9mm on their hip, along with a night stick, pepper spray, cuffs, a radio, an extra clip of ammo for each gun. Kind of cool, but made me think of why they would need that and then was like....”oh Yeah terrorists Wait, I am here with terrorists?” “Huh...hope I live, if not I wouldn’t be the only one to die.” “Wow, the plane food wasn’t as bad s everyone says.” We walk upstairs to eat some more food. See a McDonalds and they. (My people) try to get me to eat there and I won't....so we eat Americanized Japanese food. MMMmmmmmmm. Spicy as hell and great flavor...I loved it. I love Asian food. Off to the plane we go.
LAX-ICH
A 12 hour flight to go. Well we are on Asiana Air and well the plane is HUGE and not too many people on it. So I switch seats to an aisle seat. And sit next to a left handed Asian Guy., talking to this guy I realize that he is Korean, and while watching this guy I realize that his right hand is like all deformed and funny shaped...its all good. The guy was nice. He was surprised that I could use chopsticks and he also knew a Chinese person taught me how to eat with them. Heheheh I now know that they all eat different and that there is a difference between Chinese and Korean/Japanese chopsticks. And they way they eat.....The Chinese, shovel it in they mouth, the Koreans, pick it up and put it in their mouth.
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We land in Korean....OM (FUCKING) G the weather is nothing like WA ok think 35 degrees C and like 90 some % humidity, without rain, or it being wet. You walk off the plane and INSTA-SAUANA. I’m sweating like crazy just standing there. We go through boarder control and walk buy...ok again a movie pops into mind. Bourne Identity/Supremacy. Now I am going to get attacked but government agents and ill kick all 8 of their asses. Lol Ok, now we walk to the people waiting for the people just getting off the plane. Hey...I see the Korean girl that just left my house. ... RIGHT THERE well her, her mom and her dad take us to her house....where the other people are waiting for us. Three families; Two Korean girls that were at our house in the past and the one that will come to our house n the way back to the US. We then go to dinner...that food was the best Korean food I have ever had. Well it was the only Korean food I have ever had, other then stuff that came from a bag, or Styrofoam cup. We walk into this restaurant and have to take off our shoes...crazy awesome. Then turn right, into our own little room for just the 4 families eating together and the table is like a foot off the ground. And the chairs don’t have ANY legs. None. We are basically sitting on the floor. And instead of giving us a food to eat, there is a Korea round grill in the middle of the table. We have to cook the food. Really cool. From that day on I realize why so many Asians are skinny. It is because they have to work to eat, the chef person only cooks it, no like in the US where the chef filets the fish of de-bones the chicken....the customers have to do that in china.... We eat and then we go home, it is like 11:30ish when we go home and it is a Sunday I think so the kids have school in the morning. So Jung and Sunny both live 4+- hours from Yoon Young’s house. Well we all go shopping...until 2 in the morning. And we have a flight we have to catch to china at 9 so we have to be at the airport at 7, so we must be up at 5:30 or 6 to shower, pack, and drive the 30 min to the airport. Yey. 3 hours flight to china. Oh Yeah I am fucking excited as hell and so fucking depressed. All I can think about is Lucy. My EX the one I still like but not with. I am thinking does she still like me? Is she mad at me? Does her dad really know we were dating? He is a cop! Will he be angry? Will she talk to me? What will she do? Did I hurt her? We land...we get our bags...it seems like forever until we get to the part of the airport where we can see people that came to pick us up. I am walking slower then my people because I want to go out. But I don’t want to see her face....I don’t want to cry and I don’t want to cry. I could act like an ass and ignore her and then I would be fine. But I don’t want to hurt her more. GOD DAMNS IT!! ! Then I hear the most beautiful sound in the world. Something that I wanted to hear for that past year “KORRIE” it was Lucy yelling for my mom. I just melted...I had to see her. I couldn’t hold it back...I hurry up past the gate and start to meet parents and hug kids...I wasn’t sure if I could give her a hug. I wasn’t’ sure if she would give me a hug. I wanted to give her a hug. I wanted to soo bad. I wanted to forget about me breaking up with her and me not talking to her in 4 months and me....wow I mad a lot of mistakes. Well it ended up that I didn’t give her a hug for several reasons. One I was pulled in the directions of the cars to pack the stuff and to get out of the airport. Two the boy Chinese students were drilling me about Lucy and us dating and did I still like her and why I broke up with her and all these questions. All I could do is look at her. I couldn’t hear them when they were asking me these questions...it was just a quite humm...I don’t really remember if we hugged or not... but it was awkward because I wanted to talk to her and I couldn’t. One I had no chance to talk to her alone and two I didn’t want to know if she didn’t like me anymore.
The first week: Sam (乡里)
Ok his house was the worst. Not because of him or anything his family did, but because it was the first house. It was because my people had culture shock and they complained about everything. Literally everything. I didn’t want to sit at home and do nothing so I arranged it with Sam to go here and there… Well we didn’t invite them one because they complained about every thing… “oh its too much walking”, “oh it is too hot”, “I’m thirsty”, “I’m hungry”, “I wont eat this it still has its head”, “its too expensive, will you barter for me”. But if I went out then I would get in trouble because they weren’t coming, whether they wanted to or not. Not only did they complain about it all, they were über-stressed. So I got “scolded” for every little this, my sister cried all the time because she was out of her comfort zone. It was all my fault….they said….whatever fuck them.
The second week: Beijing (北京)
Well all I have to saw is that it wasn’t even close to as good as they said it would be. Like a 2 hour flight to Beijing from Chengdu. We get their and the guide don’t speak English. The Chinese guy spoke Chinese and German. I speak German and English. My German is really bad. I am a third year student and he is a third year student. His German is so much better then me. WOW. Ok the guide isn’t speaking English or German so well my mommy goes NAZI on this poor Chinese guy. The guy doesn’t know what to do so he calls his wife (who is eight.5 months pregnant) to come translate for us. When she gets on the tour bus my mom starts to talk to her about everything but what is actually going on. We go here and there. I meet two boys my age that were students learning English. So they and I talk a lot….non-sense stuff. It all was pretty boring, nothing really truly made me happy while I was their because all I could think about was Lucy. Well while I was their I did some interesting things like eating chicken fetus. I am not sure if it is technically a fetus since it was from and egg but whatever. It tasted fine, but It was all hard to eat because three reasons; one everyone was staring a me. Two it was whole and I had to eat what meat there was off the tiny bones. Three all I could think about was the slaughter house videos, pro-vegetarian little sayings, he pro life stuff. Then came the dead baby jokes. That was the end of it. ok the last day in Beijing we went to the old imperial hospital. I got a prescription for my back.
The Third week: Vicky or Jar ( 混居)
Her house is more Chinese then sams. Sams house was 5 stories and was VERY high class. Jars house was normal. She lived in an apartment but the apartments in china are a mix between an apartment and a condo. It was comfortable. When we get their I learn ha her mom was just in a car accident (she was hit by the car. They ran over her foot and they had to cut off three of her toes. ) we did a fair amount of shopping. I really don’t like shopping. I meet Leo, Vickys cousin. Well he decides that he is going to take me to KTV (karaoke) get me drunk and then laid. Well I told him we will go, I probly wont get drunk and I wouldn’t get laid. But it will be fun so lets go. Me Jar andLeo go to meet is friend anne which is majoring in nglish. He was being a douche to her and I was being myelf….kinda a little more of a gentleman then normal. But not too much. So he thought that I liked her and I was like no!!! lol.
Ok, we leaft the house at like 10:30 pm and came home at 7:30 am. It was cool. After karaoke aty about 2 am we left KTV and walked the Chinese streets. we all ended up at a computer/internet café. That is when I talked to you one the internet and it was acting all weird. Hehehehehehe. Later that day it took me a half hour to explain to jarwhat “popcorn” was. Then I went home and ate rabbit brain. No I really understand why they call it gray matter. The nextday we wne to a Chinese store to look ad teacups and other Chinese things. I walk by this big jar and I was told that it was “PENIS WINE” and that it is good for your manliness…lol. While we are talking about penises I will tell you about my other experiences. We wet to a bath house and I really enjoyed it. you walk in and take off your shoes and switch they for a pair of flip flops that the place has for you. You walk down some stairs to a locker room where people and walking around naked…….nothing that different then that in the adult locker rooms in the US. Ok well I go to get naked and the guy helps me…..VERY AWKWARD to say the least. Well ok the guy took my pants off and my underwear off my feet after i pulled them down. Then I don’t want to walk around naked because how honestly modest I am so I pu on my running spandex. I walk down one more flight of stairs and I have NEVER seen that much Cock. I walk across the room to take a shower…in front of all these other men….it is ok I have shorts on. ::taking shower:: “huh they were all staring at me. Why? Because I have shorts on or because I am white and not Chinese? Ok well all of their pennies are smaller then mine so I have nothing to be ashamed of. And it I take off my shorts they might stop staring because I don’t have shorts and I was the only one with shorts.” Cameron thought. Off come the shorts and all the Chinese see my WHITE ASS. LOL. I finish my shower, I shave for the first time in like two months with a single bladed razor….such bad razor burn OMG. Then all wet and naked I walk over to the sauna to warm up, and I love saunas they are the greatest. Naked…I wasn’t so sure about. I go and sit. Naked. I have to sit there with my legs closed ish so they don’t look at my weiner. Then comes in a worker to give us water and frozen washcloths. Then I begin to think like an ostrich I cant see them they cant see me…HEHEHEHEHE. I drink the water. Put the washcloth on my face close my eyes. Lean back. And spread my legs…..lol. I sit there for like a minute or two. Then the cloth is warm . I sit up. And have to close my legs…..like an auto-response. I walk out to take a salt bath…( rubbing salt all over your body. One it exfoliates and two helps with the salt content in your body because of all the seating from the sauna). Imm rubbing and scrubbing and such…then again a worker comes over to help me. The MAN begins to RUB salt on ME. My back. I don’t move. He gets really close to my ass while rubbing my back with salt….NERVOUS as hell. Ok he onl touched my back and it is his job…but I was naked and well he was close to my ass…and I was naked and he touched me. Ok I rinse off. By now I feel pretty good. relaxed as long another man don’t touch me. And well Yeah. I am more secure about my man parts because well I think I was the biggest one in there, no joke. YAY. After the shower I walk over to dry off and get dressed to go eat and watch TV and well the fucking guy dried me off…GRRRRR. Ok again I was naked and he was touching me. Then after drying off my back he started to rub my back and shoulders. I was still naked and that made me uncomfortable again. But I was relaxed…. Then they give my some PJs to put on…I WAS GOING COMANDO!! It was very comfy. I walk up and lay in some really big chairs and sleep and watch music videos and then soccer. Then go and eat Chinese buffet. Then play ping pong and get my ass kicked by Chinese people. then I begin to work out and by the time I am done and I am beginning to struggle with the large amount of weight on the bar the whole kitchen crew were watching, a personal trainer, the people in my group, and about 5 other strangers…I felt cool. Went and played cards. Then I went to go see a performance put on by the bathhouse on the top floor. It was grand. I was in it as a person inside the cauldron the lady spun around with her legs. Then we went home. In total I was at the bathhouse for 9 hours straight and only ate once…wow. That is weird. Oh hot damn I almost forgot. I got a facial at a beauty shop and almost acupuncture, but well we ran out of time.
::TEAR::
The third week: Lucy (刘士菁)
By now my mom has had to buy two more gargantuan luggage’s and it just so happens that she live on the forth floor and I am the strongest I get to carry the 2 larges bags up the stairs and then all plus a bag down the stairs the week later. I loved Lucy’s house because I believe that she still likes me because we flirted a lot. While walking a group we would always end up next to each other. They way she looked at me. When we ate she would sit next to me, and put her hand on my leg. And just the “vibe“ that she gave off. I don’t know is that is enough evidence to make a conclusion or not. There is more to the story. When I broke up with her I said a lot and well I don’t remember most of it, one it was late, and two I don’t want to remember that night because I regret it all. Well I was apologizing for what I did (broke up with her) and I asked her if she still liked me and she told me “maybe….no” then I was talking to her later and she explained to me that she told all of her friends that we didn’t have anything in common and that she wanted to break up with me. She also said that she thinks that everything that was said was true. Then we had to go. Well later that night I started to talk to her again and I told her that I regret that whole night and that I cant remember what all I said but I know whatever it was I don’t think it was true. She asked why I say that and I told her because I still like her. Well after that night is when we started to flirt eveb more and she tried to be next to me as much as possible. I learned how to play Mah Jong at lucys house, we went shopping, and we celebrated her getting her visa to come to the us with a “fan dance” by Cameron “watermelon tai chi“ by Katrina and “random dancing” by the whole group. It was awesome. One day we were eating dinner and her father read all of our palms. Then after diner him and I decided to have an eating contest. Well it would have been me to win, but I was making fun of him because I was winning. So he one by like 10 sec. then we decided to arm wrestle. I won that one, and he was using two arms……OH Yeah I ROCK. We went to see the pandas they were cute and well hot too. We went to her Uncles restaurant and ate, played Mah Jong and Chinese chess. We (Korrie, Katrina, Lisa, Cameron, Lucy, Kevin, Miranda, Banita) walked around the river. I’ll explain the situation the next time I see you. I don’t feel like writing it all down. Too much.
The fifth week: Sorata (曹操)
Well his house was two apartments that they bought and remodeled into one apartment his house we didn’t do as much as we wanted because his father said that it was dangerous because it was raining. All I could think about is Washington and well how dangerous he would think it is here. It rains here so much. The power went out like 3 times, I bought some headphones. Learned how to use an eastern toilet. I uhhh…..yeah slept with lucy….not like that I am not a slut, and neither is she. Katrina was angry with her and well I was trying to help and I fell asleep laying next to her helping. Then she woke me up asking “Are you sleeping?” I was like “no, were you?” she was like “no” then I waited a little bit. Woke Katrina up and then got her into bed because she was on the floor. Then I went to the couch to sleep. The next day another thing happened that I am going to have to tell you another day. The next time I see you. muahahahahahahahaha tehehehehheheheehehheheh. Giggle giggle. OMG I learned how to breakdance, ok it was like for 3 hours but whatever. I was walking down the street and I saw these guy breakdancing so I stop to watch, and she they my moves and well I got laughed at. And then they showed me up…lol. They were cool they were trying to teach me things but I wasn’t good enough. Yep yep yep!!!
The departure: ::TTteEEAaaRRR::
Well…It was ok until I had to leave her again. Lots of pictures. I kept y composure until I actually couldn’t touch them. I was telling everyone good bye and I was taking photos. I gave Lucy a hug and a kis on the top of the head, after the hug, she gave me a look. Not a bad one, to me it looked like she was almost crying and she wanted to do/say something, but couldn’t. that hurt me because I wanted to know what she wanted to say. We crossed to the other side of the rope to go through boarder control and that is when I got all teary eyed and felt horrible in the stomach. It was like I was leaving her all over again. It was tearing my apart inside leaving her there. I don’t even know for sure if she likes me or not. .
CTU-ICH
You know this just happened and I don’t remember any of it. that is really weird.
ICH: layover
Well I meet sunny (the exchange student at my home now) her mom and her dad. Her dad is cool. And to buy a smoothie in Korea it is 42000-57000 won (Korean money) there is 1034 won to 1 US dollar. It was damn good too.
ICH-LAX
Back to the plane we go… get to the plane and I begin to write, it makes me feel REALLY bad when I write and then I stop writing and I feel all better because it seems to hurt less. I was feeling bad because I was leaving Lucy and this strange girl reminded me of her, for some reason. Long flight. Good movies. “The Interpreter” and some foreign film about a boy his brother their widowed father, a bag full of money, and a time limit. It was good. Then I slept. Woke up to food and then the landing. We arrive in LAX an hour late and we only had 3 to begin with. We get our bags, go through customs, and boarder control. That took like an hour45 that gave us a half hour to check our bags, get out boarding passes, go through security, get to the terminal, and then on the plane. That would have been ok, if two things didn’t happen. One the checking counter and terminal were on the far east side of the airport and well we were about as far west as possible. About a mile or a mile.5 apart. And well my mom forgot a whole cart full of luggage at the carousel. Oh so guess what, I am the only one that can run fast, so who had to RUN and get it? pick me, pick me. Yep. Well then about 10 minutes later I look over to see my mom. Then we are talking to this Korean guy that speaks mediocre English tell him the problem he says “ok, don’t worry, we’ll get it for you.” Then we tell him that it is 6:20 and well our plane leaves at about 6:30. so it has already stopped boarding. He is like “no problem.”. about 5 minutes later he asks what tie our flight leave so we tell him 6:30 again and well he is like I think you just missed it. lol
I love the communication barrier just because of language. My mom just starts balling. She wanted to go home soooooo bad. Well we stayed the night in LA and then caught the flight to PDX at 6:30 am. Well ok, we were supposed to have left at 6:30 . we get to the terminal at like 6:15 ish. And the fucking plane is delayed. Lol. Im like ok what ever. But my mom is all stressed and wants to go home so she calls the airport and cusses them out and yells and screams and everything. Then they tell her that the people are complaining about her and if she don’t shut up hey wont let her on the flight.
LAX-PDX
We get on the plane, I drink 3 cans of Mountain Dew, The first ones in over a month. And hen fly home. They tell the people that the plane was delayed because a temp gauge for the exhaust was having probs. I was like cool. I might be in a plane crash. Then we landed. Fun times. Then I talked to you on the internet and told you id write this letter and now it is done. I think I am going to put it on my live journal. Kk?
Departure: PDX-LAX
Well my trip was grand. I loved it. I didn’t want to come home. I am actually thinking of going to school in china, Sichuan (四川) University or Beijing (北京) University.
Ill get into that later though....
Ok the night before the flight at like 2 in the morning I tried to sleep, but I couldn’t. not because I was nervous about the flight or that I wanted to stay or I was scared, but I couldn’t sleep because I was kicking myself in the ass. Because I made a mistake that I wish I would never had made. It had to do with a girl.....not you... that I like, liked, and broke up with her. I was excited to see her, but I was sad because I broke up with her....for reasons that I will not expose.
3-4 rolled around, and well I started to call people. People like you, Kevin, Havilah, Krissy, and Kyle. Well I sang to them, but fucking for some reason I was stuttering on yours and I think it was Havilahs....so all the girls....lol. Krissys phone was being stupid and wouldn’t let me leave a message. Fucking Kevin answered his phone so I had to sing to him and not to a mail box....and that made me feel kind of...HOMOsexual, but that is ok, I know I’m not....you might question that when you continue to read. Heheheheh so we are off to PDX and then I get on a plane for the fourth time in my life, and I was thinking about Tyler Durdan and his Hindu cow metaphor for the people on the crashing plane. So I stole the little pamphlet with the Hindu cow people on it...oh Yeah I rock!
Land in LAX for a 5 hour layover. Walk out and see two men walking around with MSG’S over their shoulders, 9mm on their hip, along with a night stick, pepper spray, cuffs, a radio, an extra clip of ammo for each gun. Kind of cool, but made me think of why they would need that and then was like....”oh Yeah terrorists Wait, I am here with terrorists?” “Huh...hope I live, if not I wouldn’t be the only one to die.” “Wow, the plane food wasn’t as bad s everyone says.” We walk upstairs to eat some more food. See a McDonalds and they. (My people) try to get me to eat there and I won't....so we eat Americanized Japanese food. MMMmmmmmmm. Spicy as hell and great flavor...I loved it. I love Asian food. Off to the plane we go.
LAX-ICH
A 12 hour flight to go. Well we are on Asiana Air and well the plane is HUGE and not too many people on it. So I switch seats to an aisle seat. And sit next to a left handed Asian Guy., talking to this guy I realize that he is Korean, and while watching this guy I realize that his right hand is like all deformed and funny shaped...its all good. The guy was nice. He was surprised that I could use chopsticks and he also knew a Chinese person taught me how to eat with them. Heheheh I now know that they all eat different and that there is a difference between Chinese and Korean/Japanese chopsticks. And they way they eat.....The Chinese, shovel it in they mouth, the Koreans, pick it up and put it in their mouth.
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We land in Korean....OM (FUCKING) G the weather is nothing like WA ok think 35 degrees C and like 90 some % humidity, without rain, or it being wet. You walk off the plane and INSTA-SAUANA. I’m sweating like crazy just standing there. We go through boarder control and walk buy...ok again a movie pops into mind. Bourne Identity/Supremacy. Now I am going to get attacked but government agents and ill kick all 8 of their asses. Lol Ok, now we walk to the people waiting for the people just getting off the plane. Hey...I see the Korean girl that just left my house. ... RIGHT THERE well her, her mom and her dad take us to her house....where the other people are waiting for us. Three families; Two Korean girls that were at our house in the past and the one that will come to our house n the way back to the US. We then go to dinner...that food was the best Korean food I have ever had. Well it was the only Korean food I have ever had, other then stuff that came from a bag, or Styrofoam cup. We walk into this restaurant and have to take off our shoes...crazy awesome. Then turn right, into our own little room for just the 4 families eating together and the table is like a foot off the ground. And the chairs don’t have ANY legs. None. We are basically sitting on the floor. And instead of giving us a food to eat, there is a Korea round grill in the middle of the table. We have to cook the food. Really cool. From that day on I realize why so many Asians are skinny. It is because they have to work to eat, the chef person only cooks it, no like in the US where the chef filets the fish of de-bones the chicken....the customers have to do that in china.... We eat and then we go home, it is like 11:30ish when we go home and it is a Sunday I think so the kids have school in the morning. So Jung and Sunny both live 4+- hours from Yoon Young’s house. Well we all go shopping...until 2 in the morning. And we have a flight we have to catch to china at 9 so we have to be at the airport at 7, so we must be up at 5:30 or 6 to shower, pack, and drive the 30 min to the airport. Yey. 3 hours flight to china. Oh Yeah I am fucking excited as hell and so fucking depressed. All I can think about is Lucy. My EX the one I still like but not with. I am thinking does she still like me? Is she mad at me? Does her dad really know we were dating? He is a cop! Will he be angry? Will she talk to me? What will she do? Did I hurt her? We land...we get our bags...it seems like forever until we get to the part of the airport where we can see people that came to pick us up. I am walking slower then my people because I want to go out. But I don’t want to see her face....I don’t want to cry and I don’t want to cry. I could act like an ass and ignore her and then I would be fine. But I don’t want to hurt her more. GOD DAMNS IT!! ! Then I hear the most beautiful sound in the world. Something that I wanted to hear for that past year “KORRIE” it was Lucy yelling for my mom. I just melted...I had to see her. I couldn’t hold it back...I hurry up past the gate and start to meet parents and hug kids...I wasn’t sure if I could give her a hug. I wasn’t’ sure if she would give me a hug. I wanted to give her a hug. I wanted to soo bad. I wanted to forget about me breaking up with her and me not talking to her in 4 months and me....wow I mad a lot of mistakes. Well it ended up that I didn’t give her a hug for several reasons. One I was pulled in the directions of the cars to pack the stuff and to get out of the airport. Two the boy Chinese students were drilling me about Lucy and us dating and did I still like her and why I broke up with her and all these questions. All I could do is look at her. I couldn’t hear them when they were asking me these questions...it was just a quite humm...I don’t really remember if we hugged or not... but it was awkward because I wanted to talk to her and I couldn’t. One I had no chance to talk to her alone and two I didn’t want to know if she didn’t like me anymore.
The first week: Sam (乡里)
Ok his house was the worst. Not because of him or anything his family did, but because it was the first house. It was because my people had culture shock and they complained about everything. Literally everything. I didn’t want to sit at home and do nothing so I arranged it with Sam to go here and there… Well we didn’t invite them one because they complained about every thing… “oh its too much walking”, “oh it is too hot”, “I’m thirsty”, “I’m hungry”, “I wont eat this it still has its head”, “its too expensive, will you barter for me”. But if I went out then I would get in trouble because they weren’t coming, whether they wanted to or not. Not only did they complain about it all, they were über-stressed. So I got “scolded” for every little this, my sister cried all the time because she was out of her comfort zone. It was all my fault….they said….whatever fuck them.
The second week: Beijing (北京)
Well all I have to saw is that it wasn’t even close to as good as they said it would be. Like a 2 hour flight to Beijing from Chengdu. We get their and the guide don’t speak English. The Chinese guy spoke Chinese and German. I speak German and English. My German is really bad. I am a third year student and he is a third year student. His German is so much better then me. WOW. Ok the guide isn’t speaking English or German so well my mommy goes NAZI on this poor Chinese guy. The guy doesn’t know what to do so he calls his wife (who is eight.5 months pregnant) to come translate for us. When she gets on the tour bus my mom starts to talk to her about everything but what is actually going on. We go here and there. I meet two boys my age that were students learning English. So they and I talk a lot….non-sense stuff. It all was pretty boring, nothing really truly made me happy while I was their because all I could think about was Lucy. Well while I was their I did some interesting things like eating chicken fetus. I am not sure if it is technically a fetus since it was from and egg but whatever. It tasted fine, but It was all hard to eat because three reasons; one everyone was staring a me. Two it was whole and I had to eat what meat there was off the tiny bones. Three all I could think about was the slaughter house videos, pro-vegetarian little sayings, he pro life stuff. Then came the dead baby jokes. That was the end of it. ok the last day in Beijing we went to the old imperial hospital. I got a prescription for my back.
The Third week: Vicky or Jar ( 混居)
Her house is more Chinese then sams. Sams house was 5 stories and was VERY high class. Jars house was normal. She lived in an apartment but the apartments in china are a mix between an apartment and a condo. It was comfortable. When we get their I learn ha her mom was just in a car accident (she was hit by the car. They ran over her foot and they had to cut off three of her toes. ) we did a fair amount of shopping. I really don’t like shopping. I meet Leo, Vickys cousin. Well he decides that he is going to take me to KTV (karaoke) get me drunk and then laid. Well I told him we will go, I probly wont get drunk and I wouldn’t get laid. But it will be fun so lets go. Me Jar andLeo go to meet is friend anne which is majoring in nglish. He was being a douche to her and I was being myelf….kinda a little more of a gentleman then normal. But not too much. So he thought that I liked her and I was like no!!! lol.
Ok, we leaft the house at like 10:30 pm and came home at 7:30 am. It was cool. After karaoke aty about 2 am we left KTV and walked the Chinese streets. we all ended up at a computer/internet café. That is when I talked to you one the internet and it was acting all weird. Hehehehehehe. Later that day it took me a half hour to explain to jarwhat “popcorn” was. Then I went home and ate rabbit brain. No I really understand why they call it gray matter. The nextday we wne to a Chinese store to look ad teacups and other Chinese things. I walk by this big jar and I was told that it was “PENIS WINE” and that it is good for your manliness…lol. While we are talking about penises I will tell you about my other experiences. We wet to a bath house and I really enjoyed it. you walk in and take off your shoes and switch they for a pair of flip flops that the place has for you. You walk down some stairs to a locker room where people and walking around naked…….nothing that different then that in the adult locker rooms in the US. Ok well I go to get naked and the guy helps me…..VERY AWKWARD to say the least. Well ok the guy took my pants off and my underwear off my feet after i pulled them down. Then I don’t want to walk around naked because how honestly modest I am so I pu on my running spandex. I walk down one more flight of stairs and I have NEVER seen that much Cock. I walk across the room to take a shower…in front of all these other men….it is ok I have shorts on. ::taking shower:: “huh they were all staring at me. Why? Because I have shorts on or because I am white and not Chinese? Ok well all of their pennies are smaller then mine so I have nothing to be ashamed of. And it I take off my shorts they might stop staring because I don’t have shorts and I was the only one with shorts.” Cameron thought. Off come the shorts and all the Chinese see my WHITE ASS. LOL. I finish my shower, I shave for the first time in like two months with a single bladed razor….such bad razor burn OMG. Then all wet and naked I walk over to the sauna to warm up, and I love saunas they are the greatest. Naked…I wasn’t so sure about. I go and sit. Naked. I have to sit there with my legs closed ish so they don’t look at my weiner. Then comes in a worker to give us water and frozen washcloths. Then I begin to think like an ostrich I cant see them they cant see me…HEHEHEHEHE. I drink the water. Put the washcloth on my face close my eyes. Lean back. And spread my legs…..lol. I sit there for like a minute or two. Then the cloth is warm . I sit up. And have to close my legs…..like an auto-response. I walk out to take a salt bath…( rubbing salt all over your body. One it exfoliates and two helps with the salt content in your body because of all the seating from the sauna). Imm rubbing and scrubbing and such…then again a worker comes over to help me. The MAN begins to RUB salt on ME. My back. I don’t move. He gets really close to my ass while rubbing my back with salt….NERVOUS as hell. Ok he onl touched my back and it is his job…but I was naked and well he was close to my ass…and I was naked and he touched me. Ok I rinse off. By now I feel pretty good. relaxed as long another man don’t touch me. And well Yeah. I am more secure about my man parts because well I think I was the biggest one in there, no joke. YAY. After the shower I walk over to dry off and get dressed to go eat and watch TV and well the fucking guy dried me off…GRRRRR. Ok again I was naked and he was touching me. Then after drying off my back he started to rub my back and shoulders. I was still naked and that made me uncomfortable again. But I was relaxed…. Then they give my some PJs to put on…I WAS GOING COMANDO!! It was very comfy. I walk up and lay in some really big chairs and sleep and watch music videos and then soccer. Then go and eat Chinese buffet. Then play ping pong and get my ass kicked by Chinese people. then I begin to work out and by the time I am done and I am beginning to struggle with the large amount of weight on the bar the whole kitchen crew were watching, a personal trainer, the people in my group, and about 5 other strangers…I felt cool. Went and played cards. Then I went to go see a performance put on by the bathhouse on the top floor. It was grand. I was in it as a person inside the cauldron the lady spun around with her legs. Then we went home. In total I was at the bathhouse for 9 hours straight and only ate once…wow. That is weird. Oh hot damn I almost forgot. I got a facial at a beauty shop and almost acupuncture, but well we ran out of time.
::TEAR::
The third week: Lucy (刘士菁)
By now my mom has had to buy two more gargantuan luggage’s and it just so happens that she live on the forth floor and I am the strongest I get to carry the 2 larges bags up the stairs and then all plus a bag down the stairs the week later. I loved Lucy’s house because I believe that she still likes me because we flirted a lot. While walking a group we would always end up next to each other. They way she looked at me. When we ate she would sit next to me, and put her hand on my leg. And just the “vibe“ that she gave off. I don’t know is that is enough evidence to make a conclusion or not. There is more to the story. When I broke up with her I said a lot and well I don’t remember most of it, one it was late, and two I don’t want to remember that night because I regret it all. Well I was apologizing for what I did (broke up with her) and I asked her if she still liked me and she told me “maybe….no” then I was talking to her later and she explained to me that she told all of her friends that we didn’t have anything in common and that she wanted to break up with me. She also said that she thinks that everything that was said was true. Then we had to go. Well later that night I started to talk to her again and I told her that I regret that whole night and that I cant remember what all I said but I know whatever it was I don’t think it was true. She asked why I say that and I told her because I still like her. Well after that night is when we started to flirt eveb more and she tried to be next to me as much as possible. I learned how to play Mah Jong at lucys house, we went shopping, and we celebrated her getting her visa to come to the us with a “fan dance” by Cameron “watermelon tai chi“ by Katrina and “random dancing” by the whole group. It was awesome. One day we were eating dinner and her father read all of our palms. Then after diner him and I decided to have an eating contest. Well it would have been me to win, but I was making fun of him because I was winning. So he one by like 10 sec. then we decided to arm wrestle. I won that one, and he was using two arms……OH Yeah I ROCK. We went to see the pandas they were cute and well hot too. We went to her Uncles restaurant and ate, played Mah Jong and Chinese chess. We (Korrie, Katrina, Lisa, Cameron, Lucy, Kevin, Miranda, Banita) walked around the river. I’ll explain the situation the next time I see you. I don’t feel like writing it all down. Too much.
The fifth week: Sorata (曹操)
Well his house was two apartments that they bought and remodeled into one apartment his house we didn’t do as much as we wanted because his father said that it was dangerous because it was raining. All I could think about is Washington and well how dangerous he would think it is here. It rains here so much. The power went out like 3 times, I bought some headphones. Learned how to use an eastern toilet. I uhhh…..yeah slept with lucy….not like that I am not a slut, and neither is she. Katrina was angry with her and well I was trying to help and I fell asleep laying next to her helping. Then she woke me up asking “Are you sleeping?” I was like “no, were you?” she was like “no” then I waited a little bit. Woke Katrina up and then got her into bed because she was on the floor. Then I went to the couch to sleep. The next day another thing happened that I am going to have to tell you another day. The next time I see you. muahahahahahahahaha tehehehehheheheehehheheh. Giggle giggle. OMG I learned how to breakdance, ok it was like for 3 hours but whatever. I was walking down the street and I saw these guy breakdancing so I stop to watch, and she they my moves and well I got laughed at. And then they showed me up…lol. They were cool they were trying to teach me things but I wasn’t good enough. Yep yep yep!!!
The departure: ::TTteEEAaaRRR::
Well…It was ok until I had to leave her again. Lots of pictures. I kept y composure until I actually couldn’t touch them. I was telling everyone good bye and I was taking photos. I gave Lucy a hug and a kis on the top of the head, after the hug, she gave me a look. Not a bad one, to me it looked like she was almost crying and she wanted to do/say something, but couldn’t. that hurt me because I wanted to know what she wanted to say. We crossed to the other side of the rope to go through boarder control and that is when I got all teary eyed and felt horrible in the stomach. It was like I was leaving her all over again. It was tearing my apart inside leaving her there. I don’t even know for sure if she likes me or not. .
CTU-ICH
You know this just happened and I don’t remember any of it. that is really weird.
ICH: layover
Well I meet sunny (the exchange student at my home now) her mom and her dad. Her dad is cool. And to buy a smoothie in Korea it is 42000-57000 won (Korean money) there is 1034 won to 1 US dollar. It was damn good too.
ICH-LAX
Back to the plane we go… get to the plane and I begin to write, it makes me feel REALLY bad when I write and then I stop writing and I feel all better because it seems to hurt less. I was feeling bad because I was leaving Lucy and this strange girl reminded me of her, for some reason. Long flight. Good movies. “The Interpreter” and some foreign film about a boy his brother their widowed father, a bag full of money, and a time limit. It was good. Then I slept. Woke up to food and then the landing. We arrive in LAX an hour late and we only had 3 to begin with. We get our bags, go through customs, and boarder control. That took like an hour45 that gave us a half hour to check our bags, get out boarding passes, go through security, get to the terminal, and then on the plane. That would have been ok, if two things didn’t happen. One the checking counter and terminal were on the far east side of the airport and well we were about as far west as possible. About a mile or a mile.5 apart. And well my mom forgot a whole cart full of luggage at the carousel. Oh so guess what, I am the only one that can run fast, so who had to RUN and get it? pick me, pick me. Yep. Well then about 10 minutes later I look over to see my mom. Then we are talking to this Korean guy that speaks mediocre English tell him the problem he says “ok, don’t worry, we’ll get it for you.” Then we tell him that it is 6:20 and well our plane leaves at about 6:30. so it has already stopped boarding. He is like “no problem.”. about 5 minutes later he asks what tie our flight leave so we tell him 6:30 again and well he is like I think you just missed it. lol
I love the communication barrier just because of language. My mom just starts balling. She wanted to go home soooooo bad. Well we stayed the night in LA and then caught the flight to PDX at 6:30 am. Well ok, we were supposed to have left at 6:30 . we get to the terminal at like 6:15 ish. And the fucking plane is delayed. Lol. Im like ok what ever. But my mom is all stressed and wants to go home so she calls the airport and cusses them out and yells and screams and everything. Then they tell her that the people are complaining about her and if she don’t shut up hey wont let her on the flight.
LAX-PDX
We get on the plane, I drink 3 cans of Mountain Dew, The first ones in over a month. And hen fly home. They tell the people that the plane was delayed because a temp gauge for the exhaust was having probs. I was like cool. I might be in a plane crash. Then we landed. Fun times. Then I talked to you on the internet and told you id write this letter and now it is done. I think I am going to put it on my live journal. Kk?