6/4
Used to hate China.
Used to hate their people.
Used to believe that everything in China sucks.
Used to believe that they sell a lot of clothes.
Used to think that China is not safe to be in.
My opinions changed.
I have learnt that Chinese here are friendly.
I have learnt that Chinese girls here are not all WuYa.
I have learnt that not everything in China sucks.
I have learnt that there are still quite a lot of things here that sucks.
I have learnt that spitting is a norm.
I have learnt that kids peeing at any place even next to a shop is a norm.
I have learnt that babies’ here have a deliberate split on their pants.
I have learnt that wet floor on the street can be kid’s pee.
I have learnt that they use chilli oil for all spicy food.
I have learnt that the clothes here are pathetically small.
I have learnt that the people do not understand 请让（qing ran）-excuse me in Chinese.
I have learnt a lot. My beliefs of Chinese changed.
I also learnt nothing. Squatting is still a problem.
Everyday, I watched them work. They watched me bore to death.
I watched them laze around. They watched me doodle around.
The cycle repeats itself cruelly.
That particular fly haunts me since day 1.
Is still hovering at my area.
I dun think I am complaining but neither am I complimenting this place.
Will I be back? I think I am.
Everything is so cheap here. Who can resist?
For God so love the world, please make China a toilet friendly place.
No worries of shits floating.
No more pungent smell.
No nauseous feel after toilet.
No more gruesome bloody pads staring at you.
A living hell and a place like heaven.
