Today, I am officially a communist. Hong Kong returned to China finally. Catherine, Balquais, Kenneth, Robert, and I was watching the CNN Live at my apartment. Kenneth’s wife called, Robert called his wife, Catherine’s boyfriend called and for me? No phone call. What a sad life.
We did celebrate this handover thing at one of the beautiful Chinese restaurant. Only $70 Singapore dollar per person. Chicken feet for the project. Robert even asked for a receipt with the tips added inside! I was so embarrassed.
Talking about embarrassment, Catherine and I had a big agreement over the fact that I love Singapore during lunch at McDonald’s. In the end, she pointed out that I make Hong Kong people shameful and I ‘take advantage’ of Singapore and so on. I was so angry that I refused to talk to her for the whole night.
Playing guitar is fun. Really fun and as for body building, it is going well. I fell I have tightened a few muscles here and there. Occasionally thinking of you-know-who and the sadness seems to have ‘matured’.