Yesterday was a bad night in the club history of Beijing. It needs to step up a notch - but let's not talk about that. I am so sick of white people right now.
Chanu has gone back to Korea for surgery, so here's hoping all is well. I shouldn't worry but I do, just a little. Admittedly, I have never been cut open but I can't imagine that it's all that great. If he could remember to call and let me know, perhaps I would sleep better... But he has an awful memory, worse than mine, or maybe he just enjoys to torture me. It is true - one can never know with Koreans.
I am going to catch up on some reading - something English, for once! Go P.G. Wodehouse!
Chinese of the day:
祝你好运
Good luck!
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