December 29, 2003

• Fff..F...f..ack!

  
  

  My house is f..f...fuhreeezing right now.  The heater in my room broke down two days ago.  Thankfully the hot water is working now, but as I woke for my morning pee this morning, steam emanated from the toilet.

  
  

  I spent 4 hours emailing people Christmas greetings last week on Christmas day while I was working at the office.  If you haven't received it, check your junk mail folder.  If you still haven't received it, I don't know where it disappeared to.  However, I hope everyone had a Merry Christmas.

  
  

  I spent Christmas eve looking for a Catholic Church to go to for midnight mass.  Couldn't find a church, so I went clubbing instead.  But seriously, I've felt quite distant from my religion lately.  Actually since I got here.  This CnE (Christmas 'n Easter) stuff has got to stop.  I've realized that God likes to do funny things to me sometimes.  Kinda like the kid with the magnifying glass on the lone ant, except not really painful (physically anyway).

  
  

  When I was younger, I swore I wouldn't do so many things.

  
  

  For instance, I swore I would NEVER ever become a teacher.  All that talking?  Standing in front of a class?  Boring subjects? Low and behold, in China, I tought English one the side for one year.

  
  

  I used to think marketing was such a joke.  Soft skills my ass!  Marketing was for people who couldn't count anything but rocks!  I am now an Accounts Manager for an up and coming marketing firm in Shanghai.

  
  

  I HATED Chinese school when I was a kid.  Some of you Chinese Canadians / Americans / Brits out there can identify with me.  You know, Saturday mornings or afternoons at the crappy ass school with the crappy ass teacher.  I used to steal things from the desks I sat at teehee!  Two years ago, I was on the first plane to China and enrolled in an intensive Chinese course.  I COULDN'T WAIT to learn t' read.  I can read!  Mama I can read!

  
  

  I used to think to myself, I'm never going to be that old guy at the club.  NEVER EVER.  Girls my same age.  All the way.  Okay, maybe one or two years my junior.  Maaaybe 3.  Or 5.  I really don't know how I'm going to dodge this one.

  
  

  And all those times I said I wouldn't get so wasted I'd pass out/puke.  New Year's Eve is a really big bullet to dodge.

  
  

  Some things I hope I stay true to.  No cheating, no killing (unless absolutely necessary) and no hair on my back.

  
  

  Yes my friends.  Sometimes there is no point to my journal entries.

  
  

  On a sidenote, Blogging has really taken hold in China.  My friend pointed me out to her own blog site.  Prompted me to start my own, I'll write in English of course, maybe if I dare to explore the wild side I'll punch in two or three Chinese characters... haha no silly, I'll copy my Xanga one and just paste.  I wonder what kinda readers I'll get...

  
  

  Some of your browsers may not be capable of reading simplified Chinese text, you'll have to install that into the computer.  If you're wondering how I can understand the text, aside from having lived here for almost 3 years, there's this wonderful thing called the Internet.

  
  

  Bad China Story: When Chinese Workers Unite, the Bosses Often Run the Union

  
  

  Good China Story: The gold rush is on in Shanghai

  
  

  Happy birthdays to Ivan, Jason, Jeff, Lawrence, Steve and Nick!

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