Milenavelba&nadinejansen

myriad bridge of 1, 29 August, Year of the Tiger, 2010 AD.



Vale, things. Many. And very good all, or nearly so, now I watch it when you take account of the days have passed since I last wrote.

I have a house. CLEAN. Or at least this process. I will give you some rough data, if you are very asquerosillo, I recommend you not read:

-three days I've been scraping the bottom of the toilet, with no result as to the dissolution of this layer of crap (probably literally) of the fund. Yesterday I bought the fourth product to test. Hopefully it disappears.

"I had to clean the bathtub with a loofah lullabies, come on, of the metal.

"I had to clean the fittings with a pad nannies.

-A while later, I realized that I have to clean the whole house with nannies. Included furniture, countertops, and ALL, really.

"I spent about 3 hours cleaning the fridge, it smelled thousand different foods and brought gifts such as bits of rotten eggs.

"I had to do a preliminary cleaning of my closet inside. With the mop.

"I had to clean the drawers of the furniture directly in the shower.

"I spent almost an hour to clean only the wall of the kitchen counter. The boards were in relief. Relief of fat.

-David has occupied the room, your kitchen habitacióny his BATHING too, and well, I do not know the details (Unless the stove was black and now come back to be metal), has had his own well.

There are many more things, but worst of all is that I'm cleaning and I do not care to meet such large amounts of shit. For three days we cleaned. And there is still a stretch. Also, I find spiders in my bed, BAVRNIs (crawlers vermin and unidentified flying), and crappy and I do not, turn around and sleep.

Oh, last night we were Amadeo, David and I on our balcony, to chilly, and suddenly we see a rat down a whole host of the drain pipe passing through the wall at one meter from us. That did not give me the same, see?



Yesterday we took to the same China that we approached in the university bookstore to ask "Can we be friends?" Because we had tricked help us to do the math bank (yes, I have account in the Bank of China). This time it was to take me to Ikea. AL damn IKEA. I needed sheets, and when in doubt, since the international site of the sheets and more for the house nonsense. 3 sheets, 2 towels. After Kung Fu ate in the restaurant Bruce Lee, which is like a McDonalds but Chinese food. Everything was filthy and we took a kidney. Go international Idols!

We fucked on the street in Guangzhou. Attest. I laugh at any other West Street. But hey, I know you do not need to swear to be credible. 1300 million Chinese will have to get somewhere. Surely half were in the street.

Mental Note: Write in another post about cool things, buses and viruses, ghosts, policíay extreme laziness.



Everything is fine, like garlic I repeat: THIS IS ANOTHER WORLD.


Every day I discover new things, and that's what makes things worthwhile. So I guess this means that they deserve. Being here is what he played and I was not wrong. At the moment I have never regretted any trip. This has been the hardest of all, of course.


Nothing that can not be overcome with the right attitude.

Mine, the usual.




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