blogger in china is not work so well
i find that the more chinese i speak the worser my english gets. i should work on that, trying to get a job and all. also my blog is not working so well, at least i cannot view it, but yall still can so thats what matters.
hello everyone from the heart of the middle kingdom! i am glad everyone is enjoying my blogging and most are writing me real emails too. really appreciate that. that means that when i come to the internet cafe i can email yall back instead of job searching.
life knocked me off my platform so i pulled out my first pair of boots bought on the street at astor place before new york was run by suits. and i suited up for the long walk back to myself closer to the ground now with sorrow and stealth
thats ms ani difranco for ya, seems pertinent to me now.
my neighbor here at the lovely internet bar is showing me a photo from her american teacher... she is from henan province and has the face tan to show it. in china if your skin isnt bright neon white then you are a country bumpkin and your skin has been roasting in the sun... she asks, is this your country? and its a photo of a bunch of horses in a park... yes that looks like my country [it could be anywhere]. we are now exchaning email addresses, maybe she will want to read my blog. she shows me her chinese passport, she has applied many times for a visa to go to sweden to visit her friends but hasnt gotten one yet. now we are exchanging cell phone numbers. i wonder what we will say on the phone... probably something like: she: shen me shen me china speak, me: sorry i dont understand. she seems like a shady character to me, i probably should not give her my cell #. a henan person in beijing is not right, you know they are not allowed to move around like that. now she wants to get me some job. strange encounters in the smoke urine internet bar.
the internet bar is lovely, 25 cents per hour, and in the bathroom i discovered my first non squating toilet, if you can call it that, it was really more of a dirrhea filled vomit hole whose smells frequently waff through the computer room, disrupting the thick smoke caused by the 17 year old computer game players that fill this place. i will cease drinking any fluids, at least until my next trip to mcdonalds where i feed my coffee addiction. i wear a giant down coat so only my fingers freeze [yes i am indoors]. at some point i will have to step out for a breathe of fresh air, maybe even a bite to eat.
I spoke to my folks and sister this am, I have purchased a cell phone [want to call me? 011 86 10 137 1823 9041] and we discussed what had changed since I was last here. the city itself is the same, some new buildings, subways, but mostly that part is the same. the pollution is not as bad! the factories have been moved away, the coal burning lessens due to the rise of apt buildings. chinese have little toy dogs now, they wear little sweaters and go to dog parks. they go skiing, they wear cool 80s leather boots, like molly ringwald in the breakfeast club. they dont stare at me on the bus, they are over the foreign face. mcdonalds continues to fascinate me- the sign above the straw dispenser warns you not to put your straw in a hot drink. i order an orange juice and they ask if it is ok that it is cold. i buy roasted chestnuts at an outdoor market, the man microwaves them up for me. two stalls down a man is selling a device that cuts carrots and potatoes, announcing as he demonstrates it with his microphone.
jobs, jobs, jobby jobola... i am applying for some jobs via a beijing classified ad websites. i think i would do well as a editing/polishing/writing position at an advertising/PR company. hope for the best. hope my next blog my job paragraph is longer!
i am making friends- last night i hung out with my friend hilary's friend caitlin's friend alison, who was very cool, shes a dj for an e-z commy listening station, she lives in some phatty new hutong housing, modern china style two story house. tonight i will see another friend who was here when i was in uni here. i love my cell phone.
well, time to move on from my rambling blog. to clarify, if you would like to post a comment to my blog, the comments are for everyone to see, it makes the blog more of an interactive discussion. i cant see them because as we reviewed i cant see my own blog, it dont work in china. email me if you want me to read it.
love to you all.
hello everyone from the heart of the middle kingdom! i am glad everyone is enjoying my blogging and most are writing me real emails too. really appreciate that. that means that when i come to the internet cafe i can email yall back instead of job searching.
life knocked me off my platform so i pulled out my first pair of boots bought on the street at astor place before new york was run by suits. and i suited up for the long walk back to myself closer to the ground now with sorrow and stealth
thats ms ani difranco for ya, seems pertinent to me now.
my neighbor here at the lovely internet bar is showing me a photo from her american teacher... she is from henan province and has the face tan to show it. in china if your skin isnt bright neon white then you are a country bumpkin and your skin has been roasting in the sun... she asks, is this your country? and its a photo of a bunch of horses in a park... yes that looks like my country [it could be anywhere]. we are now exchaning email addresses, maybe she will want to read my blog. she shows me her chinese passport, she has applied many times for a visa to go to sweden to visit her friends but hasnt gotten one yet. now we are exchanging cell phone numbers. i wonder what we will say on the phone... probably something like: she: shen me shen me china speak, me: sorry i dont understand. she seems like a shady character to me, i probably should not give her my cell #. a henan person in beijing is not right, you know they are not allowed to move around like that. now she wants to get me some job. strange encounters in the smoke urine internet bar.
the internet bar is lovely, 25 cents per hour, and in the bathroom i discovered my first non squating toilet, if you can call it that, it was really more of a dirrhea filled vomit hole whose smells frequently waff through the computer room, disrupting the thick smoke caused by the 17 year old computer game players that fill this place. i will cease drinking any fluids, at least until my next trip to mcdonalds where i feed my coffee addiction. i wear a giant down coat so only my fingers freeze [yes i am indoors]. at some point i will have to step out for a breathe of fresh air, maybe even a bite to eat.
I spoke to my folks and sister this am, I have purchased a cell phone [want to call me? 011 86 10 137 1823 9041] and we discussed what had changed since I was last here. the city itself is the same, some new buildings, subways, but mostly that part is the same. the pollution is not as bad! the factories have been moved away, the coal burning lessens due to the rise of apt buildings. chinese have little toy dogs now, they wear little sweaters and go to dog parks. they go skiing, they wear cool 80s leather boots, like molly ringwald in the breakfeast club. they dont stare at me on the bus, they are over the foreign face. mcdonalds continues to fascinate me- the sign above the straw dispenser warns you not to put your straw in a hot drink. i order an orange juice and they ask if it is ok that it is cold. i buy roasted chestnuts at an outdoor market, the man microwaves them up for me. two stalls down a man is selling a device that cuts carrots and potatoes, announcing as he demonstrates it with his microphone.
jobs, jobs, jobby jobola... i am applying for some jobs via a beijing classified ad websites. i think i would do well as a editing/polishing/writing position at an advertising/PR company. hope for the best. hope my next blog my job paragraph is longer!
i am making friends- last night i hung out with my friend hilary's friend caitlin's friend alison, who was very cool, shes a dj for an e-z commy listening station, she lives in some phatty new hutong housing, modern china style two story house. tonight i will see another friend who was here when i was in uni here. i love my cell phone.
well, time to move on from my rambling blog. to clarify, if you would like to post a comment to my blog, the comments are for everyone to see, it makes the blog more of an interactive discussion. i cant see them because as we reviewed i cant see my own blog, it dont work in china. email me if you want me to read it.
love to you all.
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