Monday, August 29, 2005
Sunday, August 28, 2005
Hello,Anmanda.I'm Cathy.I miss you and Idon't want you to go back to Canada.When you go back to Canada,I'll E-mail you everyday.When you go back to canada,will you miss me?I love you,Amanda.I will miss you,dear Amanda.I will study English harder and one day i will go to Canada and visit you,ok?
last night,Idreamed of you.we went shopping together.We bought many things.We were very exhausted,so you went to my home.My mother gave you the cookie,tea and some friut.you were very happy.oh!what's the matter?oh!I have to get up.What a pity!!!
I have some question ,can i ask you:where are you living now?(in dalian) why do you want to go back to Canada???
Friday, August 26, 2005
What do you think?
Oh gee, someone said I look offal. Did she mean I look like offal? Isn't that mashed up animal parts or something? Man, that sucks. She's pretty mean, especially using her soaring intellect to attack me with words like "offal". Boohoohoo, whimpers my crushed spirit.
Thursday, August 25, 2005
Wednesday, August 24, 2005
Tuesday, August 23, 2005
Monday, August 22, 2005
Sunday, August 21, 2005
Friday, August 19, 2005
Thursday, August 18, 2005
Tuesday, August 16, 2005
Saturday, August 13, 2005
Here are two views on smoking. The one I'm used to, being from Canada, which is "SMOKING BAD, SMOKING GROSS, SMOKING KILLS."
And here is a demonstration of the Chinese attitude.* Slightly more laid back with a tad less emphasis on death. "FREE CIGARETTES, SMOKE AWAY, YUM YUM." These were samples being handed out in the bar one night.
*before I get criticized for being racist or generalising about Chinese people, here is my disclaimer: This is NOT the opinion or view of everyone in China, I am well aware of that. None of my Chinese friends smoke, all I'm pointing out is that the government doesn't condemn it and smoking is permitted everywhere. So don't go getting your panties in a bunch!
Tuesday, August 9, 2005
mmm, green is delicious!
Update* I found out who lives here. It's a temporary lodging for the construction workers that are working behind it. Interesting.
Saturday, August 6, 2005
Although still saddled with a dud of a computer. We were optimistic that it was just a clogged fan like a few people had suggested. We took it apart and cleaned it thoroughly. It was filthy and it seemed plausible that this was the cause of all our troubles. With renewed hope we set it up and turned it on. It was working, purring softly like a happy kitty! I plunked myself down to do some surfing, and not 15 minutes in it crashes. DAMN YOU COMPUTER!!!!
So here I am at work, using a relic from the cultural revolution for a computer and it's driving me bonkers! First of all, there's no wheelie on the mouse. Why would anyone want a mouse without a wheelie?? What good is that?? I have to scoot the pointer over and use the scroll bar, what a nuissance! Damn inconvenient scroll bar way over on the side of the screen. Of course I keep forgetting that the mouse is wheelieless so I keep giving it futile little mouse massages with my finger.
For some reason i don't get any options in my blog either. Hence the small, boring, black font.
The keyboard is all grungy too, black and sticky from so many dirty little fingers poking at it. That's just icky.
On the upside, it's on, so I'll count my blessings. One. Haha.
Tomorrow I'm supposed to pay my deposit on my trans-siberian ticket. It's such a big whackload of moolah. Even though I know it'll be amazing and totally worth it, blahblahblah, it's still hard to part with a large sum like this. And this is just the deposit - gadzooks!
Lemme see, what other thoughts should I jot down while I have the opportunity? Tomorrow is the last day of the beerfest, I'll either go tonight or tomorrow.
I hate this small font. It's giving me a headache. Besides, it's not nearly big or pompous enough for my deluded sense of importance. NOT EVEN LIKE THIS!
I'm starving. I'm so hungry that I'm eating a bag of soggy, limp crackers that have been sitting on this desk for god knows how long. After touching this grubby keyboard. I'm sickatating.
Alrighty then cowpokes, I'm off. It's been fun. For me. I've been checking in at everyone's sites when I get a chance. I don't always leave comments though, either because I don't have much time, or I'm uninspired. Or you're boring. Muahahaha! Hey, don't beat yourselves up, not everyone can come up with this riveting soggy biscuit material.
Ew, soggy biscuit. Heh heh.