last night, i realised i missed living by myself. my dear friend, katiebrown, suggested that i spend some time alone in my room reading with tea and music. it sounds like the most perfect day, especially in this weather. i think that'll be my plan for monday.

chinamobile is cutting all my msgs in half. lame

living in china has brought me back to primary school days where no one is in one place for long, tck's are the majority, where you don't know how long you'll be in the same city with the new friend you made last week. flying is the equivalent to taking a bus, drivers licenses are non existent, the question where are you from and how long are you here for are followed by long pauses and perhaps an 'i don't know.' you speak in mixed chinese and english and you start to take tissues and hand wipes everywhere. macdonald's, starbucks and crap american diners are comfort food. watching dvds where everyone speaks english is a joy. you become immediately close to other foreigners because you're in the same boat and experiencing life in the same way. people move on to other countries and eventually you know you will too.