I Want a Maid aka China-ASEAN #8

I knew this from the start.

And mom made a helluva-major-tsunami-gargantuan-ginormous-freakin'-big mistake by not getting another maid.

I hate chores. I won't do chores. If you force me to do chores I'll boycott (hide the dirt underthen damn-freakin'-expensive Persian rug... wait, we don't have a Persian rug, dang).

Fine, I'll cook (yes, it appears that I can cook pretty well) and hang the clothes, fold them, iron them BUT I won't sweep, mop and wash.

There, I've done my part. The most is that we'll be living on rice, can food, frozen food and eggs (and once in a blue moon we can go have pizza, McDonalds', KFC or whatever we want).

I cannot do this.

I never need to worry about the laundry, the house or the food when I was sitting for PTS, UPSR, PMR or any other life-changing-major-government exams.

She can't expect me to suddenly adapt to this new lifestyle. It's like taking a fish out of water and ask it to breathe air just like that.

Ugh...

Bring me back to China, please. I don't mind using door-less toilets or being baked by the sun.

Speaking about China, preferably in Harbin. ^^

For your information, we're one bunch of VIPs (Very Important/Intelligent People) in China. The show just can't go on without us.

Thus, they have to wait for us to start the whole ceremony or whatever they're gonna do.

So we went to Sun Island (pretty ironic, 'cause it's so rainy there's no sun, though according to Suzan, our tour guide, the island is sunny every season) for this big-scale teenage thingy.

Like I said, we're VIPs.

And we had to send 2 representatives up there to give a speech or something.

Ramzi speaking in English and Thousand was supposed to translate whatever he said into Chinese.

But the queer thing was, nobody was paying attention to the 2 foreign-drop-dead-handsome-macho-smart-looking speakers.

Almost everyone was looking at US. Like we're some aliens or mythical beings from LOTR or something.

Or maybe we're just too gorgeous and charming (perasan, again).

So the main agenda about the big-scale teenage activity was to tour the whole Sun Island. In the rain. How romantic.

How cold.

Wafiy and Octo. Wafiy is such a gentleman.

We love you, Wafiy. ^^

Random pictures of Sun Island:

It looks better than any of the lake gardens in our country.

Might even look better than the Garden City huh, ZL?

But Melbourne looks way better~

Then, Octo had this stuuupid (speaking it with the Sing style) idea of acting pregnant.

For a girl her size, that's an awfully big stomach.

We had a before-sleep-girl-talk in our room the previous night, something about childbirth and all the gory details of caesarian.

The 'baby' she's carrying in this picture is seriously way too big, so we shall resort to caesarian. I can picture her crying now lol...

A few of us went to the Ice Sculpture Museum which wasn't in the itinerary (but we had so much time left and I don't wanna spend it studying flowers), so we paid 60 yuan for entrance fee and 10 yuan for the sweaters (it's -15 degrees in there).

The moment we got inside, Mr. Saiful had the urge to lick the ice.

"Check whether it's real or not," he said.

Luckily his tongue wasn't stuck there.

Ramzi and Wafiy, "We're soooooo cooooooold..."

By the way, it's really freakin' cold in there.

ZL looks so cute... definitely a philantrophist.

Giant ice octopus and human Octo.

Carved by the American team.

This is the Malaysian team's sculpture. Strange we won 'cause there ain't no snow in Malaysia.

I don't know what's that. My guess is a durian... deformed and without thorns.

Went to the Science Centre. My stomach was rumbling. Suzan said, "We're going to have lunch here."

You kidding me? There's not even a McDonalds' in sight (I miss eating unhealthy lunch, everyday was Chinese food, 12 dishes, very balanced diet).

Clad in orange are students from all over China, chosen to represent their provinces to participate this teenage event.

Their lunch: 2 breads (1 with a sausage) and mineral water.

Our lunch: 1 plastic ware with rice, beef, veggie and fried chicken (yay unhealthy food), not forgetting mineral water.

Wow... we are VIPs.

After lunch, we played around the Science Centre. All the science stuff, not really into it.

Kids stuff. I like the mirror thing.

Then we went to Polarland (very cheesy name). Didn't take any pictures 'cause my camera ran out of battery.

You'll just have to wait for the penguins, polar bears, dolphins, seals, snow foxes and wolves.

We had an early dinner at 4.30pm, then went to watch this Cartoon Drama.

Cool. We get front seats and a chance to vote!

Meet Shiver the Polar Bear, he's still a baby in our big 'family'.

Fify's his dad, Ramzi's his mom, Octo and I are his grandmas.

Don't ask any questions.

Octo and JR... they look like cousins... lol it's and inside joke.

The jakuns... Wafiy, Octo and JR~

This ain't no drama.

It's just a fashion show, cosplay, whatever shit you call it.

I don't understand the story, no beginning, no ending. Stage position wrong (you don't show the audience your ass when you speak your lines). You don't die just because someone jab you with her elbow.

Suzan brought us out. She apologised (wasn't her fault anyway, nobody knew it was so bad) and brought us shopping~

There was a McDonalds, Octo and I ran to get sundae cones.

Fify treated us to a slice of pizza each.

The guys danced to the Mr. Bean cartoon theme song. Weird people.