I sold my soul to the Comcast man (Andy). He started flirting with me and trying to get me to eat lunch with him (I know this is hard to believe, I was shocked as well). I told him I had to unpack and that I had to catch my flight. He said he gave Asians special offers. He asked me if I would go to his birthday party next Wednesday. I told him I was going to be in Taiwan (thank goodness). He asked me if he could call me if he was around. I said okay (hey, I never said I would pick up). He then said that if I ever needed cable hookup for the TV he would do it for free if I call him (usually $25). I said okay (geez, I didn't even show any leg).
Sigh. So, that's what I did. I feel like a filthy prostitute. He also set up the router for me. Then when he was leaving he told me to call him when I get back. I mean although that was creepy at least he's direct. Heck, 80% of the guys out there are too scared to ask girls out because they fear rejection. Little do they know 80% of those girls are desperate. It fits perfectly! Man, the things I do for these people. I hope they're grateful. But there was a positive side to the move in. I met some pretty nice people that carried my things for me. I really don't mean to do this, but whenever I look hopeless someone always comes to my rescue. With the bike chain thing and now the carrying things on more than one account. I must be more seductive than I think I am. Psych. I shouldn't flatter myself. I'm pretty satisfied though. After hours of moving things around the room I finally got it to look clean and spacious. I ended up blocking the window, but whatever at least everything fit. Even my keyboard and guitar (no amp, too loud).
Sigh. So, that's what I did. I feel like a filthy prostitute. He also set up the router for me. Then when he was leaving he told me to call him when I get back. I mean although that was creepy at least he's direct. Heck, 80% of the guys out there are too scared to ask girls out because they fear rejection. Little do they know 80% of those girls are desperate. It fits perfectly! Man, the things I do for these people. I hope they're grateful. But there was a positive side to the move in. I met some pretty nice people that carried my things for me. I really don't mean to do this, but whenever I look hopeless someone always comes to my rescue. With the bike chain thing and now the carrying things on more than one account. I must be more seductive than I think I am. Psych. I shouldn't flatter myself. I'm pretty satisfied though. After hours of moving things around the room I finally got it to look clean and spacious. I ended up blocking the window, but whatever at least everything fit. Even my keyboard and guitar (no amp, too loud).
Unfortunately, I thought I would have a couple of cute guys living in the apartment under me. Nope, no such luck. When am I ever lucky? Give me a break here. Instead, under my apartment lives a middle aged white male with a son that scooters. He smiled at me creepily and somehow I feel as if he would be one of those types that would knock at your door if he heard a peep out of you after the city's quiet hours.
Every time I go somewhere I always feel like I'm forgetting something. More often than not I do forget things, but they're very minor. This time because the whole Taiwan trip was so spontaneous and random, I'm not too sure I packed everything that I needed to pack. I only know that I have all of my MCAT books ready so that I can study on the plane. How exciting. Not really. I hope I don't throw up. Well if I did forget underwear or anything like that I can just go to 7/11 and buy some disposable products (they really do make disposable underwear). 7/11's in Taiwan have everything.
I suppose it's kind of a good thing that I'm leaving. I can never concentrate here because there are too many distractions, so isolating myself in my grandma's ballin house in the mountains to study is going to be a simpler task (mostly because there's nothing better to do there). Oh, did I mention that there's no internet? Old people don't use that stuff. I'm trying to teach them, but they refuse. What am I going to do? I'll probably try to find a cafe somewhere that I can steal internet from so I can update you guys on what's happening, if I'm getting bitten to death by mosquitoes... you know, the usual. So I'll see you all during Spring break if I decide to come back if not then August/September after Summer Session 2 (that is... unless you want to visit me; did I mention that I'm going to Taiwan during Winter break again due to my grandfather's 80th birthday? this one was planned a while ago though).
ride escalators & ask questions <3
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