August 12th, 2008
I’m a horrible compulsive lier when it comes to this site and I’m sorry. No pictures until I actually get to upload them. However, updates will be up before the week is over…but you can always choose not to believe cause it might end up with me not really being able to update. Oh the darnation of being a student…
Well even though there aren’t any pictures uploaded of the trip yet (they will come later) you can still enjoy a ride through my mind through my words (how cheesy -_-”)
If there are any of you out there who have no idea what I’m talking about…I’ve just returned from a month long trip to the current host of the 2008 Olympics. Yep. China.
And for those of you who just don’t have the time to read my blog but still want to post a comment that seems like you read my blog. Just read the bold words. It’ll basically give you a short little summary of the paragraph. Aren’t I nice?
Okay, no one really cares about the beginning of the trip or how you even got there but I just have this one little thought that stuck in my head from the beginning. You know how people always hang those little Keychain like things on their rear-view mirrors? Well, the person that was driving us to the Toronto airport had one, only it was a 6 edged spiky thing. Kinda like a ninja star… *HEYAH!* That made me think.
If this guy was making a super sharp turn, would it poke his eye out? I mean, forget about drinking impaired. Those things are a major hazard!
Now if it were my car, I would hang a little cluster of tomatoes there. Don’t ask me why, I just have a thing for tomatoes. =_=” And, it wouldn’t poke my eye out.
Arriving in China after a 15 hour flight, we were immediately swarmed by relatives. Grandparents, aunts, uncles, cousins, you name it. It was like ‘Watch the amazing never before seen animal *this is where you gasp* get out of the taxi carrying baggage!!!’ Yes. I know, they haven’t seen me in a while, but Jetlag does take it’s toll. It took me 3 days before I stopped waking up at 5 in the morning.
There isn’t really anything else to talk about after that. It’s basically the same as if you were visiting your country again after awhile and seeing relatives. You get invited out to dinner with your parent’s friends and they oooh and ahhh over how amazingly tall you’ve gotten (asian people are short) and how much you’ve changed. It was all really fun though, we visited Hong Kong on the way back and boy *whistle* are there a lot of cute boys there.
One of the malls though, that nearly had me fainting halfway through the mall. I swear, there was a tiny puddle of drool by my feet. They had all the big, international name brands you could think of; gucci, fendi, valentino (I got a picture of that actually), prada, armani, and more. It was shopping heavan. Too bad everything was probably worth more then my entire closet. They didn’t count by ones, they counted by thousands. It was a sad, sad, day as I learned the meaning of window shopping.
On the flight back, I stayed up and watched a total of 10 movies for 15 hours. Didn’t sleep a wink and I looked like the grudge with red eyes the next day. Ahhh, the wonders of on flight entertainment nowadays. All in all, it was fun. It was really nice to see cousins (even though one of them acted more like a rabid monkey) and family again. I can’t wait to go again next year 
Oh yesh, lastly. Take this quiz, it’s creepily accurate. I’ll post my results in next blog.
