You see that PineSol commercial?

~~asian music~~
Asian guy levitates
Asian guys falls from mid-air
Asian guy says something in Jap
Asian lady mopping floor smiles
Black women says "Hmph. That's the power of Pine Sol, baby."
~GONG~
~ad for Pine Sol comes up for 30 sec.~


1.) Guy is Jap
2.) Woman is Korean
3.) Music is classical Chinese

And I know how to sing to it. >.>

Plus Black ad lady?
Equals International Hosh-Posh.


*beam* ^-^ *beam*

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Good evening, all.

Shall I start with the weekend-past? My mother and I piled into a bus with two of her in-their-forties/fifties-and-single friends. The bus took us out to Woodbury where we shopped for a few hours. We threw our bags into storage in the bottome half of the bus and our carriage took us to a little hotel for the night. I finally had my own bed for one night and watched Lemony Snicket's Unfortunate Events: The Movie. Next morning, we piled into the bus and we were finally on our way to SKI.

Yes, SKI! My first time! I can't wait to go again. Not that it was incredibly fun or held up to my expectations and wasn't a bit of a disappointment. But I still can't wait to go skiing again. I want to be able to really ski!

On Monday(the next day), I went ice-skating with P. P doesn't have many friends. She's not exactly a loner, but she just doesn't fit in so well. I've known her for a long, loooong time. And I want her to have some fun with people her own age, even though this time it was only me.

I found broken not-yet-completely-healed flesh on her wrists. As in the slash-my-wrists kind. I had seen them before and asked, she said it hadn't been purposeful. Either it was an accident or bug bites that got bad. She said her grandmother had told her it looked like this becasue she scratched it and got it red, etc. I saw them again and she said it happened with toothpicks. I asked her if she had done them on purpose and she couldn't give me a straight answer. She had done it and then ran crying to her grandma. >.>

Ah, she's a good kid. It's the same with me (not the I-have-slashes-on-my-wrist-too kind of same) and really it's just a phase that will pass once we reach adulthood--which isn't that far away. It's a combination of helplessness from what little life has given us so far--one of which is limitations--raging hormones, peer pressure, family pressure, and battling/erratic changes in our environment and ourselves.

*shrug* 'S ok. I'm just waiting it out. Sometimes I don't know if I can wait, then other times I think I can. And she just won't help me. It would be so much better, so much easier for me if she just...but she can't, because she doesn't understand and can't. Ah, well.

Anyway, Tuesday was Christmas and I spent it with my mother/family. Wednesday, I had lunch with my ma (I treated), too bad my mother only has an hour, including travel. We didn't eat much since we didn't have enough time.

I can't believe it's already Thursday! I feel like I've wasted so much time, but really when I think back on it, I've wasted one night I think. Because I wanted to go home and get some work done, but wasn't allowed.

Today, my mother was in a bad mood. I want to go back to my gran's to sleep tonight. THAT' S A FIRST.

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No, I do not mean the alphabet. I mean ABC--American Born Chinese. For those of you who are non-asian, you probably won't get what I'm talking about. And that's okay. ^-^

Tonight I had dinner at a restaurant in Chinatown--owned by the family of an old friend of mine actually. We had a waitress who apparently worked for a time in a different restaurant. I hadn't been aware of that fact when I had obediently greeted her, "Ai yi, ning hao." 'Course, it was in Cantonese not the Mandarin I put here. ;P

Scene 1:

Her: *places a fork on the plate next to me* Here.
Me: *blink* (I knew what she meant. The fork was for me. I asked anyway, just to see what she'd say.) Who's the fork for?
Her: *a bit flustered* Uhm, for you.
Me: (What says I don't know how to use chopsticks? I'm holding a pair in my hand, am I not?) *silence*
Her: *uneasily* Then...you don't need to use the chopsticks.
Me: *short, tart* I don't need it. *does not look at her, continues eating*
Her: Oh! Haha...I thought you didn't know how to use chopsticks...*walks away*

How had I been eating then? Uh, doi!

Scene 2:

Her: Do you want anything to drink?
**Note: You don't normally ask what they want to drink. We all have cups of tea in front of us, I am no exception.**
Me: *blink* (Oh god, again.) No.
Her: Oh, okay. *walks away*

Um, do I have "ABC" painted on my forehead? Is it in invisible ink cuz I can't see it. But then how can she?

And who says ABCs can't speak Chinese, can't use chopsticks, and don’t drink tea? Oh, right, because it’s true—for some, not all.

I burst out laughing after the first one. I just leaned over to my mother with a quizzical expression after the second. She shushed me. >.>


YOU ABCs ARE MAKING ME LOOK BAD! FIX IT!

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Drumroll, please.

*dumdumdumdumumumumumum*

Personally, I like the Jap version better. Also, the Taiwanese version is...taiwan-ified. The ending has taiwanese humor and the usual taiwan-youth-drama spin to it.


*MAJOR SPOILER*
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Oh, in taiwanified version, there's no real ending. We're left off without Mizuki ever knowing that Sano knows she's a girl and the school/friends don't find out.
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*SPOILER OVER*

So...really, I haven't finished watching the Jap version yet. But I know I like it better.

Ja ne.

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To random: Hahahahahahahahahhahahahaha! You thought it was a real entry. *guffaw* Sorry. Waste of your time, eh?

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