I got this quick little game from PrewashedBuckle. Takes no time at all!
AMANDA A is for Alluring M is for Marvelous A is for Athletic N is for Naughty D is for Devilish A is for Alert
Alert? Not often, I'm afraid!Yup, that's me alright, chef extraordinaire! Now, I don't normally brag about my abilites in the kitchen, although nobody makes instant noodles like I do, and my chip dip? Quite simply the best! (See, I strain out the onions from the onion soup mix, so it's all creamy and no lumps) Of course I can also make a killer caesar or paralyser...but I won't get into my bartending skills just now. Anyway, today was another red letter day for me. Get ready for this because it really is mind-blowing. I made an omelet! Now don't get ahead of me, it wasn't a fancy omelet with all sorts of stuff in it...just eggs, pepper and salt. But here's the part that made this tale so exciting. I flipped it! No spatula or...I don't know...other flipping implement, just me, my omelet and the wok! Little shimmy shimmy shakes...and then WHOOSH! It slid up and out of the pan, slow-mo rotation in the air, then back for the landing. Perfection.
Anyway, I'd better get to lesson planning. I was going to do it Friday, but I got caught up blogging. Then yesterday I was defintely going to do it...but I think you know what happened. Now I have about 45 minutes to get my shit together. Must...tear....myself.....AWAY!
Oh yeah, I can also make toast using chopsticks and a gas stove. Is there no end to my talents?
How do you do it??
Keep up with the blogging, that is? Honestly, I don't know how you find the time! I've been sitting here for over 2 hours....just visiting blog after blog. I've been trying to comment on everyone's but sometimes my mind goes blank. But I was there, really! There are just so many people to see! So all this time has gone by and I haven't even thought about my own site yet. I think I had something to say too....but now my brain is a big goopy blob of jelly. I mean more so than a brain normally is.
I'm eating jelly right now. It's true! Okay, it's jam, not jelly. A peanut butter and raspberry jam sandwich. A true Chinese delicacy...mmmm. At first I made it too peanutbuttery so I went to add more jam and now there's way too much and it's squooshing out everywhere. Now my fingers are all jammy.
So I threw a fit at one of my classes today. I threw a fit last class too, come to think of it. I guess that's "my thing".Yay. Last time a made a few of them cry. Well they should cry! Stupid disrespectful little brats! Normally I like my students, and consequently feel a bit bad when I make them cry (which isn't as often as it sounds, really!), but this one class just pushes my buttons (I love that saying, btw).They always interrupt and talk to their friends and only ask the Chinese TA questions. Anyway...I don't remember the details of my rant last time, but today I actually stormed out of class. Very dramatic! Especially with the tearing down of poster papers, and enraged crumpling. It was quite a scene - I've always had a knack for them. Basically I'd organised this game to help teach them what people look like, and everyone was having fun playing except these 2 girls, one of whom I despise, and I never thought I'd despise an 12 year old. Anyhoo, I tried nicely to encourage them to get involved, but finally just said "you have to play". The little shithead said "NO". I just lost it. Maybe it doesn't seem like enough of a reason to blow my top, but whoooweeeee did the shit hit the fan! "What the FUCK do you mean 'no'?" And it went on from there....
When I returned to the class, somewhat calmed, they were verrrrrrry quiet. The rest of the class moaned how it wasn't fair because it was only those 2 girls that were being bad. Yup, you're right, it's not fair. WHOEVER TOLD YOU LIFE WAS FAIR??? Ooh, I'm sounding so wonderfully grownup and bitter! Now they all have to write little essays on their bad behaviour and how they will improve. Man, I hated teachers like me!
Sober again (damnit). Unfortunately this isn'ta real entry because I have to rush off to school. I'm so not in the mood to teach today. Can't wait til the day is over and I can get to more important things - like blogging!
Sigh....it's that time. I'll be back soon.
BTW, I thought I had some real wierdo writing on my site. And I do, I just happen to know him. I'm afraid your 'wrists' comment gave you away Mr Womanizer!
Okay, for real now, I'm off.
New themes, yay! All watery and stuff. I think that's all I can say at the moment because I'm actually drunk right now. So many typos that i keep correcting. No more, I say!
You know what's lame? No? I'll tell you then. Tonight when I was out I kept having this running commentary going on in my head as if I were blogging about what was happening! Is that I sign that maybe I have a problem? They say admitting it is the first step...
Okay, booze getting the better og me. Will fill in anything inyteresting at another time.
My bed is so hard. Not at all condusive for flopping like I want to. Stupdi nonfloppable bed.
I'd say I'm a pretty open-minded person. I like to really experience different cultures, and not be afraid or judgmental when confronted with something I'm unaccustomed to, no matter how foreign it is to me. I've adapted to a lot of things during my stay in China - people spitting everywhere, pushing rudely, speaking all too honestly (to the point Westerners would consider tactless), the list goes on. I've tried a lot of new things too - pig heart, chicken heart, chicken stomach, tree ear, durian, sea cucumber, prickly ash, snake, and even silkworm. Sure, it can be difficult and off-putting at times, but this is a huge part of Chinese culture so why shouldn't I give it a shot?
Well, today I added to the list. Probably the most controversial item.....I ate dog.
I'm sure many people will be appalled, and that's fine, go ahead and shake your head while giving me a good tsk tsk. But I'm okay with it. I knew I'd try it at one point. My Chinese friend ordered it, and the thing that struck me the most wasn't that she was going to eat dog, but that she seemed to be a bit wary of doing it in front of me, like she was worried I'd be judging her. And really, it didn't bother me a bit, I just felt bad that she felt the need to justify herself in front of me. So I tried a bit. It was...different.
Anyway, that's my news, I figured it was blogworthy.
Mmm...Scooby snack
Oh come on, it's not like we went down to the humane society and handpicked our lunch!
So I finally added a list of blog links! I'm sure it will get updated soon, but for now, being relatively new to the game, these are the kids that made my list. Go on, give yourselves a pat on the back! I know that by being on my prestigious list I have finally validated your cyber existence. HA! Anyway, my list is still small, I hope to get more visitors and find more sites to follow myself. Hey, maybe YOU could be next!!!
Okay, no more cutesie poo stories about sweet little kiddies or oh-so-amusing anecdotes about funny Chinglish signs. I am in a BAD mood. My sister was here to visit a while ago and she brought back a souvenir from Bangkok which I just realised she shared with me. Lice! How fucking disgsusting! I am so totally revolted, grossed out beyond belief, that I just want to shave my head. HOW FUCKING VILE!!!! I'm not blaming her obviously, she got it from some dirty hotel or something. But EW! It would be awful enough if I were back home surrounded by the comforts of a modern country, but I have to deal with this in China. I don't want some stupid Chinese herbal shit, I want REAL medicine. I had really hoped I would never have cause to experience the Chinese medical system. My friend had some strange allergic reaction or some rash-like thing on her face shortly after she arrived, and everyone kept giving her the totally unacceptable explanation that it was just the wind. When she went to the hospital there was no privacy at all, and a bunch of people waiting for their turn just hovered around, watching intently as the doctor examined her. I won't be able to handle that!!
So, there you have it. I'm disgusting. I hate the superstitious, non-scientific way so many people view things here. AND I HATE GODDAMN HERBAL MEDICINE!!!! I just wanna go home...
