Pole Dancing?!

Lets see... What did I do this week?

Monday night, I had class and it was loooong. Fundamentals of the internet was good. It's been by far my favorite class so far. I went to the tutorial/workshop, since I was added in the roster during the weekend, I missed it last week and was a bit confused going in. Trying to explain the situation to the teacher was a bit funny, since he misunderstood me and though I went to the lecture but didn't know he was the teacher.

So, here are a few of the habits of local students in classes here. Students will talk during class, alot. They eat full meals during class, like a bowl of noodles. They sleep alot. They never, never answer questions the teacher ask. They leave early and come in late. Now, not every student does this. And people do shit like this at home too, but it is by a signfiicantly larger amount here, and more blatant. I feel bad for the teachers.

Back to the class. I ended up answering almost every question he asked since nobody else would, and felt like a bit of a kiss ass. After that, there was the actual lecture which was back to back with the workshop. It was a lot of fun, the material is interesting and he had us do a little project. We were given fiber optic cable, and had to transmit a signal as efficiantly as possible in binary with an led along this cable. Out group ended up being the only one that transmited a 2 bit signal, so it could trasnfer 01, 10, 11, 00 in 1 signal length instead of just o or 1. I still fucked it up by mis translating the original message, but it wasn't for a grade.

Afterwards, I ended up going to mong kok for hot pot. I tried eel for the first time, it was okay. Not bad, but I wasn't amazed by it. Although beef and dumplings are awesome. I was there with Marco and a few other people I don't know. Marco is French Canadian and ended up going on the tallest bungee jump in the world during the Macau trip.

Tuesday, I went hunting for a stationary store in Mong Kok with Julian, a German guy I know here. I had the locations for 2, one was at the 608 Nathan Road (its like one the of busiest streets and packed with a lot of stores and malls) and the other was outside a train station exit. Found the 608 one, but accidently went to 680 first, which was the opposite direction. Got there, and it was just books. Not pencils/paper.

After that, went back to the MTR and tried to double check the location for the other. There are computer terminals, but little kids have a habit of standing at them for half an hour playing games. Its annoying, they were doing it another time I was in Mong Kok.

God I go there alot...

Anyway, it was outside exit E2. Went all over the road it was on (its a pedestrian street that runs parallel to Nathan Road. Turns out its sort of behind the other store. In about an hour and a half of walking, we managed to litterly go every surrounding the stationary store except for the stationary store, and then finaly found it. It was massive. You go in, and its really deep and full. Its pretty impressive. And then you go upstairs, and there is a computer floor. And then you go upstairs again, and there is a third floor with more art supplies and jumk. Except the third floor is about double the size of the other two floors combined. Yay.

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Man, I had this entry saved for a while but i fucking forgot the exact sequence of days and shit that have gone in the three weeks I've been letting it sit around.

To keep my mind straight, I am trying to think of major events worth writing about:

Several random nights out/clubbing.

Highlights include following a drunk scottish friend who kept more and more alcohol while I got more an more sober. I ended up carrying him to help him escape somebody from the mafia?! Pole dancing in a club. Sad part is, I was mostly sober. Getting slapped in the face by Czech guy, getting my eyebrow cut by a friend dancing when she hit me in the face and knocked my glasses off. Getting sick in the alley. Getting sick in the taxi home (thankfully I had a plastic bag).

Other events:
Going to the beach when a typhoon started and crossing the harbor during nasty weather.
Reading a lot of books.
Being the only straight guy on several nights for dinner and video games. I wonder if the exchange girls think I'm gay since I end hanging out a lot with gay guys. Shit.
Half Price sushi. Basically, sushi bars need to sell shit since they have to toss it the next day so they sell it for half price at the end of the night. good times.
Ocean Park, a famous Hong Kong theme park. I rode the roller coster and threw up afterward. But, for the ride that you drop up and down, I was fine. i actually found it relaxing because its like falling. Crazy shit. The school ended up renting out the park for the 25th anniversary, so it was cheap and empty except for cityu people.
Playing super smash brothers.
I got a short hair cut and new glasses, my old ones broke and the hairdresser didn't speak very good english so a lot got cut off. Oh well. I'm actually pretty damn hot now. Go figure.
Uniqlo. Its the fucking coolest clothing store. It's like a cheaper version of American Apparel except they also have Anime t-shirts.
Mandarin sucks. I had a quiz that kicked my ass because the teacher used a poor recording on a listening part of the exam where we had to listen for tones, finals, and initials. Good luck hearing anything through that fucking soup of static.
Mongkok computer center: Fucking hell it was cool. Its a mall of computer parts cameras phones gadgets laptops games and so on. I love it.
Video game arcades. They rock. And they are cheaper than in the US.
People being amazed at my skills at stopping myself from drinking alot.
McDonalds delivers 24hrs for free.
I've eaten more fast food and had more soda than I do at home. Its kind of sad, but its every where.
Mango Mochi! (glutinenous rice balls with mango stuffed in them, and sprinkled with coconut)
Conversations keep turning to food. I miss cooking.
I did make taco's once though.
Diamond Hill, it was this amazingly pretty park.
The Art Museum of Hong Kong. It was fucking cool.
Fireworks for Chinese National Day in the Harbor. I noticed Chinese crowds make different noises than at home. The surprise noise here is WHAAA. So everytime something happened, there would be a couple hundred thousand people yelling WHAAA in unison.
Learning about Hong Kong's cultual Idenity related to China. My roommate talked about. People here feel like they are from Hong Kong, not China. Or at least he does.
My beard itches.
I need video games. I haven't touched my psp much.
Lots of food. You very seldomly cook here, its like 30-50 HKD$ for a nice meal's worth of food, the same price as going out to dinner.
The CityU grass. Exchange students sort of congregate there after the morning.

I'll keep this up to date more and try to write more about the back log of events.