Sunday, September 10, 2006
[BACK LAH]
[BACK LAH]
I MISS HOME!!!!!!!
The first few days were alright.
Then the nights began to get lonely as I lay in my bed in complete darkness.
Then I'll think of my parents.
Then I'll cry.
Oh my god, I'm so glad to be home.
Okay. About my trip.
It was both heaven and hell.
It was both laughter and tears.
It was both good and bad.
We arrived in Shenyang after a transit in Shanghai Pudong. Was transported straight to Northeast Yucai Foreign Language School, and greeted by our buddies.
My buddy is Li Siqi, 15 years old, of class 3.3 (as in, Sec 3, class number 3). She showed me to our dorm on the second floor, whom I shared with the other Zhonghua girls, namely Xin Ling, Lijun, Hui Ping, Boon Swan, Adeline, Zi Yu and Youwen. The guys, Ryan, AUNTIE Shao Hwee, Guo Pei and Yu Hang shared another room on the fourth floor.
We settled down and had lunch in the canteen. Unlike our canteens in Singapore, theirs is just one stall and a menu, a selection of dishes you'd like to go with your rice or noodles. Oil rules their diet. Every single damn thing is drenched in sauce, chilli or oil. The meat or vegetables aren't always bite-sized, and mind you, we only have a stainless steel bowl and a spoon to eat with. Good luck in trying to settle that titanic piece of pork with a stainless steel Chinese spoon. And the portions are what you call the Himalayas. Ask for less? "Bu4 xing2," the cooks reply firmly.
So yes, mealtimes are what I liken to Yu2 Gong1 Yi2 Shan1 (literally, The Stupid Grandfather Trying To Shift A Mountain).
The variety... not that bad lah, lunch and dinner consists of rice/noodles with eight different dishes to choose from, while breakfast foods include fried rice, instant noodles, buns, MANTOU!!, and this prata-like thing, I donno called what.
And of course, the supermarket stall at the corner is forever open, stocked up with all the neccessities you'll need for life in a boarding school.
Oh, after you've finally managed to shift the mountain, you have to wash your utensils.
Still complaining, are you? Let's move on.
The students there are so enthusiastic and friendly! They showed us around the school, and the school is really, really huge.
And for the weekend, I followed Siqi home.
Siqi and her parents live in an apartment above a hospital. The third floor is an asylum. The outside looks unassuming, or maybe even slightly downtrodden, but the inside was nicely furnished, brightly decorated, nice, warm and cosy...
Actually I'm kind of tired even after a long night's sleep after I arrived last night. Maybe I'll be back after OBS.
YES, OUTWARD BOUND SINGAPORE. HAHAHA.
[fangying] [11:42 AM]
