After having a shit clubbing experience the first time I was a little apprehensive as we walked up the steps to Sirteen unsure what to expect from this new club. I was conversing through WeChat with a rep from the club to get him to put us on his list. Apparently being a foreigner entitled… Continue reading 3.3.18 (a day later)
Tag: wanderlust
16.2.2018
Today I learnt that my expectations of Chinese New Year were so high and in reality it's been pretty shit. However, today I met a bunch of people from 15 different countries. I've felt so lonely over these past couple of weeks (the word lonely is probably getting boring now considering I keep saying it… Continue reading 16.2.2018
9.2.2018
It's the last full day of the school term before the little kindergarten beans finish for Chinese New Year and it's been a great one. They're currently recharging their batteries after an energetic morning at the discovery play centre across the road. We tended to poorly animals in the vet hospital; shopped for our groceries… Continue reading 9.2.2018
5.1.2018
Mood: mind-blown but still slightly apprehensive I enjoy commuting but that doesn't mean I'm bloody good at it. Twice I got on the wrong fucking line, doing a fuck off long detour one time and then going the completely wrong way the next. I guess it didn't matter much because Amanda and Jack were short… Continue reading 5.1.2018
3.1.2018
Mood: Sleepy, drained but every so happy. I was told that Chinese people aren't very affectionate and can be rather formal. So, when meeting Renee (a woman from the agency) I expected nothing more than a "Hello" and possibly a handshake. However, as I stepped out of the rundown lift in my rundown looking building… Continue reading 3.1.2018
22.12.17 – one week (and a day) to go.
Mood: All kinds of nerves, excitement, apprehension and worry. (*edit 22/12/17 00:16am: Truth be told I began writing this diary entry 3 days before it's published date and things have gotten a whole lot of sad. I joked around with my Nan saying "I hope you or the dog doesn't end up popping your clogs… Continue reading 22.12.17 – one week (and a day) to go.
