I was at Metro (a Costco type store) trying to find a costume, and my backpack (with my digital video camera) went missing. I ran around the store trying to find it, thinking someone stole it. I even ran around the parking lot. I panicked in front of my colleagues, including my principal. But then one of my colleagues took my backpack out of his cart. Apparently, he thought I misplaced it, and took it for safety reasons.
I got totally pwned in every game I played this weekend. I got pwned in darts, 20 questions, foosball, a staring contest, ball hockey, a 100 meter dash, and computer chess. Lucky for me, none of these were for money or drinking games.
I didn't dress up for school because I woke up too late to apply my zombie makeup. Luckily I had a Hannibal Lector mask. I put it on for the day, but changed to a zombie for the Halloween party at night.
I decided not to bring drinks to the teacher Halloween party because I intended not to drink this weekend (see the last post for the reason why). We all went over to my colleague's house. Told me I wasn't allowed to drink anything in his glasses unless it had alcohol. He gave me a quarter bottle of rum and told me to finish it. Had some, but then switched back to water, claiming it was vodka. If you're one of my colleagues reading this, let's just say you act really, really funny when you're drunk.
I went to a Chinese restaurant this weekend with some of my Chinese colleagues. I remember something good professor Henry Yu once said about Chinese restaurants in Vancouver: the better the food, the worse the service. Obviously he was joking (maybe), but I found out it applies to Chinese restaurants in Wuhan. Fill in the blank. The food was so good! The service was __________________.
Saying "Wo xihuan Wuhan" to a taxi driver guarantees he will drive you to the right location.
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