so i'm sittin' here, like studying and stuff when i call my home boy endless. i'm like dude, i need some fuckin help with this fuckin homework. it be a bitch. so he like, dude yeah i help you. so hes looking ats it and realizes that well by heavens, it ain't the most helpful tootinist thing ever. it be only for grammar stuff, writing them there chinese characters don't do a gosh darn thing for conversation. it only for writin.
that's a good story for you. i like how it describes my overall thoughts and feelings about China (it's freakin China for pete's sake!). i also like how my story captures day-to-day experiences and recounts good times with new friends. it basically paints a picture for you about my life here in this country.........
yep.
btw, i hope you understand what my title implies. if not, well i got your oblivious backs covered. i am so frustrated by chinese boys (especially the cute ones who say you're very beautiful but have girlfriends) and girls when it comes to us "beautiful country" people. and i am also frustrated by the fact that nobody can explain why they like hanging out with me, but advised that i should be more like becca (outgoing, sociable,pretty, etc.)..yep. self-esteem points earned right there... and i am super frustrated that people in the dorms have 10 p.m. curfews. that is so dumb and just outright irritating. heaven forbid a twenty-year old be treated like an adult...that's probably why college here seems so much like highschool...
i just learned a new fact about myself. i guess i am one of those people who thinks if you want to be treated a certain way, you better act the way that you want to be treated...it reminds me of my momma. maybe i am ok with that??
anyway, that's it. i will go do homework some more. yippee!!!!!!
