Okay, so I thought about it for a little bit
and in retrospect, I guess that’s just how it works. You can’t stay in one place for the rest of your life. Well, technically I guess you can, but that’s not what I want. You go to new places and meet new people and then move on. You reserve a special place in your heart for them, and then you go on living the rest of your life as they will with theirs, you know?
Wut the wut
Packing my bags yet again. I remember when I first arrived in Shanghai, I was really homesick for Beijing. I genuinely thought I was gonna hate it here. It was too hot to stand, the wallpaper in my room was peeling off, and the toilet wouldn’t freakin’ flush. But here I am, five weeks later. I’ve completely fallen in love with another city. Its people, crappy weather, crowded...
Oh btw, happy birthday to the ~best little brother ever~ Watch out world, this beat-boxing nuisance is now officially a legal adult.
More packing, more goodbyes
Just sitting here on my bed, thinking about how tomorrow’s my last full day here and feeling super depressed. That’s all.
Every morning. Wasn’t lying.
This entire time, hand sanitizers turned out to be some sort of a placebo and did absolutely nothing to kill germs?
I just reread my last few entries and
realized that I come off as an ungrateful, condescending bitch. But that’s a complete misrepresentation of how I feel about my experiences here. In fact, I bet you I can name 10 things in Shanghai that make me smile real big, right here on the spot. No cheating. 1. The unchanging fact that the first thing I see every morning when I wake up and look outside my window is a group of cute,...
Here, it seems to be socially acceptable to
- Walk around in your two-piece pajamas in broad daylight - Clip your (toe)nails in the middle of the street - Let your child pee on the sidewalk or into the sink of a public restroom with imprecise aim - Not wash, or even rinse your hands after taking care of business over a squatty - Walk around with your shirt rolled up to reveal a surprisingly pale midriff - Or the better alternative, without...
Date with Danny
He brought me home on a motorcycle. Need I say more?