Since my language program ended, the days have been flying by, which I wouldn’t have predicted given that I don’t have anything I must do nowadays.
My new roommate, Ali, arrived the day after Christmas. She took a 38+ hour train ride from Beijing to get here. For real. She’s awesome: I’m so happy I have an amazing roommate for the next 10 months! Our third still-to-be-found roommate will hopefully be just as fun.
A classmate of mine got me the cutest little bear for my birthday. And let me tell you, it is no ordinary stuffed animal! Kunming doesn’t have a central heating system in any of its buildings, minus the really fancy hotels. To top it off, the insulation is horrible. So, once the sun goes down, our apartment turns into an ice box. We’ve bought heaters for our rooms but, depending on the temperature, they’re not always that effective. But this little guy:
you just fill up a rubber water bottle with steaming water, zip it into his back (zipper doubles as a tail, mind you) and, voila!, the warmest, softest, cutest thing you’ll ever snuggle up with. I’ve been sick ever since I moved in, and this little guy has been a life saver. No pneumonia this year! (I’m susceptible to it, don’t ask why.) I was going to sleep last night and, to my horror, accidentally ripped his tail off while zipping the water bottle into him. Good thing I had a sewing kit handy!
I’ve discovered the gloriousness that is torrents. I’m finally able to catch up on all the TV shows I’ve missed since September. And speaking of illegal copies of media: we found a DVD store in our complex! Ok, not that unexpected, since our complex literally has everything you need to live a basic lifestyle in a luxury apartment (grocery store; cell phone carrier shops; hair salons; clothes, boots, and bedding stores; real estate agents; Western, Chinese, and Korean restaurants; dry cleaners; pet stores…I’m honestly not using ‘literally’ wrong). BUT, the DVDs are only 5 kuai. That’s like, 75 cents. And they’re DVD quality, not filmed in a movie theatre. I love our complex.
Yesterday, I decided I wanted bangs again. I don’t know why I didn’t want them last time I got a hair cut. Anyway, I couldn’t find actual hair shears or whatever they’re officially called, so I just used regular scissors. I’ve heard that all girls learn never to cut their own hair when they’re little. Alas, I never tried back in the day. So, my little girl learning moment happened yesterday. It’s absolutely horrendous. I think I’m going to go get it fixed today at an actual salon. I’m scared of going to a Chinese hair salon because I feel like they’ll do whatever they want with my hair once I sit down, but this needs to be fixed. Seriously. And I think I’ll make up story, like I let my friend do it…without lights on…drunk…
And, lastly, my family is coming tomorrow!! I can’t believe the day is almost here. I need to start planning!