"Life is never too short, its just that you've been dead for so long", says the shirt of a teenager. Here's how i've been resurrected last December and since i am too lazy to write, might as well post an edited version of my email to Rae.
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Just came back from a long holiday in the province (no internet, no malls, no frills) and I was able to recharge, sleep 12 hours a day and hopelessly answering bizaare questions from 4-year old cousins while watching national geographic and cartoon network, so here’s a long account.
It seems to be no life at all but it was what I needed. I regret not being able to catch up with anyone during the Congress. Every email i receive starts with "although we were unable to talk during the EAS Congress..."
I wanted to give you Pablo Neruda's Memoirs (you would've loved the book!, i swear)when we got hostaged to the SOA-PEMSEA dinner (again!) which lasted until the wee hours in the morning. Some parts of the "dinner", I no longer remember, thanks to Anchor Ice Beer and Great Wall Wine (?). I discovered that I can really get drunk to the point that my brain would stop taking in more memories, dangerous, eh?
My friends were teasing me the next day about my "obsession" with my shoe laces. They said that I kept on stopping along the way to check on my shoe laces (which were fine, by the way), but I really can’t recall any of it. The months of exhaustion may have finally taken its toll. We were all so drunk so i am not really sure if they were just bluffing or imagining something or what.But i couldn't dispprove their claim...
I woke up feeling like a zombie on 17th of December and realized that I just missed talking to people I would’ve wanted to talk to! So much for building partnerships...But the worse part of it all is that I couldn’t take a morsel of food without the feeling that I was gonna throw up . It didn’t help that I am not such a big fan of Chinese food, i just don't know why I can't get it in my system but don’t tell anyone.I lose a lot of weight when i'm anywhere in china, even hongkong for that matter. No one appreciates KFC and McDonald's more than I do when i am in China...
We left Haikou for Hongkong on the 19th and got to visit the Peak. Last time we went there, it was still being constructed, and well now, aside from the stunning view of the Victoria Harbour , it’s a good coffee place . There’s the “cute” WWF Office along the way and I contemplated dropping by to say hi to Andy but I decided against it knowing full well that they may be very busy wrapping things up before the year ends and besides I am not well acquainted with him so he may not remember me at all. Darn, missed that chance, Fra____r!
We were actually making an inventory of people we know so we can all give them a call but we can’t seem to come up with any names, hah! I visited the space museum and the museum of art, out of a freakish obsession with museums and anything that reeks of history, especially when it’s teeming with “communism”, hahaha. My friends enjoyed the shopping, they went to every nook and cranny buying every conceivable gif while I was fighting the impulse to buy another SLR camera. It’s a sickness really, camera shopping, tsk, tsk…i should see a shrink.
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