Last Day of "Freedom"

Even though I went to bed at the insane hour of 12:45 last night (seriously, I got a call from my sister half way around the world asking why I was still awake) I couldn't sleep in. I just can't win. 8:15 this morning, I opened my eyes, and immediately wanted to hit something because I was awake, and there was no sign that that was about to change any time soon. I got a phone call from my parents not 10 minutes after I woke up, and I believe that it was rather obvious I was still half asleep.

It was a rather relaxing morning over all. Until about 11, when I had a minor tiz with my parents over a jacket that I wanted to buy. Wanted to, not needed. That proved to be a point of contention, and I spiraled into a bit of a funk for a while. Talking about your problems always helps though, so after complaining to a friend for a couple minutes, I felt better. I really shouldn't complain, but I am only human. Deal with it. I tried to distract myself by doing homework, but I just wasn't feeling my history homework. Pass, please.

For lunch, my parents surprised me and decided to go out to a restaurant instead. Normally, this would be fine, but my parents are such good cooks that I would rather eat at home any day. And we didn't even go to a good restaurant. We went for Xuan Yang Rou, which is basically a little personal hotpot restaurant, where they bring you plates of meat and vegetables, and you cook your own food in little pots of boiling water. It isn't as good as it sounds. The food doesn't really taste that good, and you are supposed to put it into this sesame paste, which also doesn't taste particularly lovely. I burned my tongue because I didn't wait long enough for all the meat to cool down, and swallowed disgusting amounts of hot water. My mom kept putting food into my bowl, until I was ready to create a makeshift wall out of used plates. They thought it was funny though, when I would have staring contests with my food because I was so full. I aim to please.

Because you have to wait for the food to cook in the little hot pots, lunch took about an hour and a half. I kept coughing all throughout the day, and lunch didn't quite sit properly in my stomach. I think this is my body telling me that I am getting a cold. Of course. After lunch, it was back to doing homework. Today was supposed to be my big homework day. And in my defense, I did get most of my history done before I was distracted. I decided to get out of the house, and go meet Chris at school so we could walk around Beishi da, which is the big college connected to our high school, and located directly across the road.

After a minor miscommunication in where to meet, we met up and walked into the campus. It actually is a pretty nice place to walk around. We found the major athletics place, and then explored the rest of the campus for about an hour. It was pretty cold today (I think there was a high of 52. So bloody cold for a small town girl from California) but I had on my scarf and nice black jacket. That kept me mostly warm, although I couldn't take my hands out of my pockets unless I wanted to get frostbite. Which doesn't sound particularly pleasant.

At about 4:15, we called it quits, and bought milk teas before heading back, him to his house, and me to the bus stop. There was a small detour to a dvd store so I could get Mamma Mia for my American sister (which I did get, Rachie. Be happy.) And then the waiting game started at my bus stop. I missed one bus by 10 seconds, and then waited in the cold wind for 20 minutes for another bus to come. I was almost ready to just hop in a taxi and pay way too much for a quick ride home. But the bus showed up. Took it's sweet time getting there, though.

When I got home, I sat down at my desk, and attempted to tackle my homework load. Chinese was first, as per usual, and I didn't even finish it before I had to go eat dinner. Dinner was pretty good tonight. My parents had gone out to buy bing, and we had this bing with sweet, almost jam like stuff in the middle. It was really good. There were also veggie and meat dishes, along with another big plate of bing. Dinner heaven, as far as I am concerned. Although I really need to stop eating like every meal is my last. It's not good for my body.

It took me about an hour after dinner to finish my Chinese homework. Or, at least mostly finish it. I couldn't do one translation because I haven't the foggiest idea what a resultative complement is (even in English, much less Chinese) or how to use it. That can be done tomorrow morning when people smarter than me can help me. Most of my history got done, and I am just crossing my fingers that there was no Calculus, because no one in my class seems to think there was either. Ah well. Shit happens. Now, my loves, I have to go to bed if I don't want to imitate a zombie tomorrow morning. Sweet dreams.