Finally, I have moved out of the boarding house. Not a day too soon, either. *shudder* No more pussyfooting around my aged landlord. No more sweltering in the summer heat sans air conditioner. No more squirrel scratching through my window screen at dawn. NO MORE!
Yes, I have moved into my new apartment. Sort of. My stuff is there at least.
I'll be living with my friend Katy and an international student named JC. Well, JC isn't her real name, but it's the only transliteration we stupid americans can pronounce. JC and her two suitcases showed up on our doorstep just the other day, fresh from the University of Shanghai. She doesn't speak much english, but I'm sure we'll be fast friends. Once she gets over my freakish appearance.
Yeah, from the way she shook my hand - or very nearly didn't shake it - I'm pretty sure I frighten her.
But she's nice, nevertheless. She had enough room in her two suitcases for housewarming gifts. I received an intricate paper cutting of fish, flowers, and geometric designs. I will hang it on my wall with joy.
Man, I just have to make her something in return. Suggestions welcome.
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