holy china
so we meet this guy last night - my friend shai goes “oh. hey. yea i’ve seen you around. are you
living..on the sixth floor?” which is code for are you one of the christians. and yes,
yes he was. and i was pretty sure that the cigarette in hand #1 and the beer in hand #2
were enough to get him shipped back to the US in about 5 seconds. when we mentioned that
it might be against the christian rules to be at a beach party, he tells us he can’t even
go to a massage parlor without getting sent back to iowa. yikes.
anyway. so i don’t hold it against him that he’s with a group who’s trying to save the chinese race one bible at
a time. all 1.3 billion. ambitious. and eventually my friend doesn’t either when he comes
to the conclusion that our new christian friend is obviously gay.
which, i think he is, but he’s not coming out anytime soon - pretty sure that’d get you
sent home too. didn’t stop S from trying.
anyway. so we’ve had it soooo easy here for the past few months, and now all of a sudden
there’s a dabian-load of work due. this is our ‘fall break’, but everyone’s just studying b/c
we all have a midterm and a 20 page paper due the day it’s over - wednesday. eh. it’s
great though - we get to celebrate the chinese holidays and the american holidays, so we
really go to class every other week.
anyway, i’m gonna go drink buckets of yogurt and watch the bourne identiy. put the mmmmmmmmm in bummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm.
