memory

i'm sorry about neglecting this blog :( i feel like i have no time to do anything yet i manage to spend so much time procrastinating ...

anyway i just remembered this memory which amuses me but isn't really interesting. i just thought i'll make it a post and i'll keep doing this for any random memory which i retrieve :)

i just realised that my writing must be a pain for Catherine to read :( sorry :( i will stop .... now :)

My family had just finished visiting the Forbidden City in Beijing, but when we were about to leave apparently they sealed the main exit route for the lowering of the flag at sunset. We would have stayed and watched the ceremony, but the sunset was in quite a while (at least an hour). While trying to find another exit, we ended up finding ourselves in a Hutong and we had no idea where we were :\

So naturally I decide to ask someone where the nearest metro station was - our hotel was right next to a metro station. I asked an elderly lady beside me in my appalling mando 'Excuse me, where's the nearest metro station' and then the lady gave me a weird look and said with an accusing tone “你问我，我问谁呢？” which directly translated means "If you're asking me, who do I ask?".

Upon turning to my mum and dad in a bit of a shock, I saw that they were laughing at me ... unknowingly we had found ourselves a spot in the middle of a tourist group! (We were travelling individually). 

Haha the story is pretty lame because there isn't much substance in it, but thinking about it makes me grin so I thought that I should share it with you guys :) I was also thinking about compiling a novella about anything I can remember from my primary school life ... but naturally I haven't got anything further than the title page and one sentence. Where does all my time go?!?!

30/09/09

I’m two days behind in homework. This morning … we ate breakfast in a shop across the road. It was ok … except I loved the fried thick thingos. I’ve eaten them in Australia before … they go with soup. When I was eating I saw a big, red ant with wings gliding along the surface of the window sill next to me. It was a queer sight. Looking closer, I found out that it was actually a smaller ant the size of half the larger ant’s head pushing the supposedly dead larger ant home. It was a slow process but I really was amazed at the strength of the smaller ant! I really wanted to take a picture but I knew the smaller ant wouldn’t show up on the camera – it was teenie. Soon, the ants disappeared into a gap in the wall.

Then, grandma, grandpa and my brother went back home (once again) and aunty 2, mum and I went shopping. Soon, we returned home cause we knew Winyi (my cousin) had arrived. She goes to university and I came home seeing her peel grapes, unseeding them and popping them into my 10 year old brother’s mouth. We played Mr and Mrs Scribble a few times but ended up going out again, leaving grandma and grandpa behind. We shopped along the entire of Beijing Road, spent a few hours at Giordano and ate dinner at Lucky Restaurant.

When we finished eating dinner we waited, waited AND WAITED for a lift … and finally, when we boarded one, something funny happened. The lift went over weight. Someone got off and we went down. There was a … quite plump boy on the lift and a little girl who was also on the lift say quite loudly “I know who’s the heaviest on the lift! It’s my brother!” And at that moment I seriously felt really sorry for him. It must have been a very embarrassing moment and would’ve lowered his self esteem quite a bit. Anyway, we were out for a few hours – returning home at around 10:30. I was exhausted. I still have to shower and skip a day’s worth of homework (oh well – I can always catch up on it later) … so I really should get off the computer. Bye :)