philosophy is what you read off the cereal box

Sunday, December 16, 2007

it would've only taken you two seconds to say goodbye.

just returned from beijing. rather nice place i must say. not at all what i expected. anyway, i saw SNOW!!!! SNOWWWWWWW!!!!
it SNOWED. pretty white fluffy things that come down from the sky! and i thank god for it, cuz because of it i didn't have to climb the great wall of china (without snow, i think my mum would make me climb all the way to the other end of it, and i think i might just die half way. either from exhaustion or boredom from seeing the same stuff over and over and over again, or die from fright because of the height)
anyway, everyday's the same old food. again and again and again. xiao bai chai (little white vegetables, if direct translation) and cucumber and weird lots-of-bones fish. i am never gonna look at xiao bai chai or cucumber the same way anymore (not that i actually eat them anyway).
bought lots of stuff. and my mum's a hell of a bargainer. she's so scary when she bargains. shirts from RMB 150, she can slash it all the way down to RMB 30. that's like one-fifth of the original price! (i thought they'd (the vendors) lose money soon if my mum didn't stop)
anyway, there's this completely cute little boy in the tour group and he's like latched onto my dad's butt. always poking my dad in the butt and then hiding behind my dad's butt when my dad tries to find him. utterly adorable. and he squeals like a little girl when he runs. when he first squealed, i thought it was his sister squealing, but then i realised later on that his sister squealed like him too. ah well.
i think i've walked more than what i've walked for the past few months (probably years)
since i went a few other places other than beijing, we had to take the coach to the other places, tianjing and chengde. on the ride to tianjing, the driver put on this movie that stared andy lau (my favourite hongkee actor!! :D). his character died in the film and i was like NOOOOO. DON'T DIE!! HE CAN'T DIE! and i started poking my dad when i found out that andy lau's character died and wailing away. "DADDY! ANDY LAU DIED! HE CAN'T DIE! HE CAN'T JUST DIE LIKE THAT! HE'S GOT A LITTLE BABY TO THINK ABOUT!!" and my dad got quite pissed with me cuz he was trying to sleep.
anyway, his character died in the most retarded fashion. in that film (i can't remember the title), he was acting as this professional thief/blackmailer, and then he was on board this train, and there was this monk who was carrying lots and lots of money and he wanted to steal that bag away. and then on board the train there was another professional thief (his rival, like duh) and then when andy lau was trying to steal the bag, he and the other dude got into a fight and then when they were fighting, the hook thingie that andy lau used to hook up the bag got accidentally reeled in and caught him in the throat and andy lau died. -.-
retarded. i know.

anyway, something to ponder about. why do boeing airplanes only have seats, A, B, C, D, E, F, G, H, and then K?
whatever happened to I and J?
okay, 'I' being missing is perfectly acceptable since I looks like 1 (one). but whatever happened to J? Nothing looks like J. not even 9!
absolutely disturbing, i say.

songofobsession:
kacibrown-unbelievable
thejonasbrothers-7:05

spinning a tale ; @ 4:29 pm
hidden agendas and stolen kisses;