Okay. So yesterday, I woke in the late afternoon because of the intense Wii gaming. My arms were sore, blehhh... Anyways, I ate a little bit of food and then brushed my teeth, etc. because I was going home. So I did my morning ritual and packed my suitcase. And I was off to lunch at a little restaurant near Aunt K's with my brother and aunt. I ordered an oyster-omelet(ish) dish; it was basically an egg with cilantro and oysters. My brother ordered fried fish with corn sauce (kind of like cream of corn).
I was excited to try mine when I ordered it because it sounded neat. But then it got to the table, and I saw that it was deep-fried, which I had not expected. But I still tried it, and it was pretty good (especially because it came with a small dish of Thai soy sauce which was for dipping the egg). But then I got to the center-ish part of the egg and ate it... That's when a flood of oil went into my mouth. And so I looked at the egg and saw that there was oil leaking from the egg onto the plate. And I should have stopped there, but I can't bear to see wasted food. So I ate the other three-quarters of the egg. And even though I squished each piece that I broke off in order to get the oil out, it was still repulsive. I made sure to eat equal amounts of rice so that the oil didn't seem too strong each time I took a bite. And in the end, I had to order a drink (red bean in green tea with milk) to flush it down (and LilBro ordered a coffee with egg pudding in it). The plate, when I looked at it at the end of the meal, had a pool of oil in it. It was terrible.
So after that lunch, I insisted that I walk to Maritime Square to take the MTR. And as I was walking, I felt really full. Like, the I'm-so-full-that-it-makes-me-feel-sick stage.
(Y'know, the stage right before throwing up? Yeah -- that one.)
And on the way to the mall, it began pouring; out of nowhere, there came a downpour. Thankfully, I had my windbreaker (and so did LilBro), so the three of us trekked the rest of the way in the sudden rain. And then we took the MTR -- Aunt K had made plans to play mahjong (麻將) (real mahjong, btw -- not the lame match-the-tiles game found on the internet) with some of my uncles and aunts, so we left in opposite directions (she was going to Tai Wo Hau, while LilBro and I were heading for Causeway Bay). Aunt K was like, "Okay... Here's how you get back: you take the line until you get to Central, and then you switch. And you head to Chai Wan (柴灣) and get off at Causeway Bay. Now, there are many exits to take. I would suggest the F exit, where you should take a right--" This is the point at which I stopped her, of course (I had nodded to appease her during all dialogue prior to this point).
I was like, "Please relax. I've got this down. The MTR is basically my home. Except very much not so. But anyways, I know how to navigate and get home. Please don't worry -- you're just making me anxious." (Seriously... why do so many people look down on my navigational skills?)
Anyways, I finally got home at about 2 PM and still felt disgusting because of the lunch (even after two hours). So I got outside of the apartment room, but no one was there (and I had left my keys at home). So I took LilBro to eat some ice cream and told my parents (via cell phone) to hurry on home. And so we all finally met, and I was home at 2:30. Yay to that.
And so I sat on the couch because walking had obviously done nothing to help my digestion. And I ended up falling asleep until dinner (as I had gotten about six or seven hours of sleep). And so I ate dinner and then unpacked everything. And it felt good because everything was then back in order. (I love things being orderly and tidy... lovely.)
And then we tried to take a walk. But it was pouring (when we left the apartment, it wasn't raining. But by the time we got downstairs, it was pouring). So we went back upstairs after a while of waiting for the rain to let up (and lo and behold -- as soon as we get back inside, the rain starts to lighten a bit), and I watched Ice Age 2 with the fam. And then I went online and went onto Facebook for the first time in a week. And I commented a little bit before realizing that I didn't have enough time to do it all (read, post, comment, reply, inbox, filter, message, etc.). So I logged off, and it was off to bed.
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And then this morning, I woke to an empty apartment. (Okay, not true. I had woken up to say a "Bye-bye" when my dad was leaving, and I had done the same for when my mom and brother left. But I only got up at 11, so that's what I'm counting.)
My mom had brought my brother to get some visa/passport thingy. This is because he doesn't have an HK identity card yet -- he's not of age. So he has had to use his passport so far, which has been troublesome. But that's not a big deal because we have other worries.
There's some weird thing with leaving the country and returning before being able to get a visa (which is one of the reasons for his going to Japan) and other weird stuff. It doesn't directly affect me, so I haven't been paying much attention. Which makes me ignorant, I guess. >_<
Anyways, I then ate breakfast. And then it was typing all morning/afternoon. And y'know what? I still haven't finished the posts about Japan. (I'm transcribing all of my journal entries on Japan.) It's overwhelming.
Oh, and I also downloaded all of my pictures to my hard drive, which took two hours (my laptop kept freezing on me. I even started yelling at it because I was so frustrated, haha...).
And then my mom and little brother came back. And so I played a bit of PS2 with him as an act of brotherly bonding. And then it was back to transcribing. And then my dad came home, and we had dinner. And then I did some more transcribing. And then it was off to the bathroom for a shower, etc. And now here I am with today's post. :)
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Random thoughts:
@ I miss Japan's weather. It's so rainy here because it's monsoon season. And it's so humid that every time I go out (and even when I don't), I get bitten by insects. I swear, they'd make the best stealth agents. They just creep up on me. And sometimes I can feel them as they bite, but then they fly away and make me feel like I'm imagining things... before the area becomes itchy and swollen, that is.
@ I've been here for more than a month already. Time really flies...
@ I miss my US friends and wish I could have stayed in contact this past week. And I should get on Facebook, but it looks overwhelming. And I just want to tackle all of my inbox messages and posts at once. So I'll do it when I have a full afternoon... Hopefully, this means "tomorrow" (er... today, sincve it's 1 AM).
@ Eating so many odd/foreign/fatty (like the repulsive egg dish that made me deel nauseous) foods (here and in Japan) has really taken its toll on me. My complexion is just blah because my body's not used to the weird stuff that I'm ingesting. And my tummy hurts every so often. But I guess this is the price I paid... (I decided to be adventurous this summer, so I've been trying odd things -- cuisine of particular nations, unique foods, traditional Chinese dishes, etc. I figured that I'd be sad if I missed this opportunity. And so I've eaten very little Western food because I know I can get that in America. This whole decision is good because I try new things and eat stuff that I associate with fond memories. But my complexion's gone downhill, and I know that I have to eat healthy foods and exercise when I get to America. Like, intensely.)
Anyways, it's good to be back in HK -- although I did love Japan (I've always wanted to do study abroad there)
July 7, 2009
1:01 AM
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