Well, I'm going to rewrite my "paragraph" from the previous post on Beijing. The reason being, is that, when I read it, I can hear my L.A. (languange arts) book screaming at me, "What happened to your margins?!", "Your sentences don't support your topic sentence, If you even have any! ", "Why are all your sentences so broken up?" or maybe"Where is your variety of sentence patterns?"So I am going to rewrite it. See how hardworking I am? *coughs* and ofcorse if I take my time and type it out nicely here, I can just copy it when I need it for public speaking. Cleaver right?

The flight to Beijing was incredibly boring. My brothers and me were sitted in the center and the T.V. screen was very far away. Too far for my lousy half-powered glasses to read the subtitles on a Chinese show. So I ended up sleeping most of the time. There was a mix up with our food, and they gave the whole tour (16 people) VEGETARIAN food. *gag*. There I saw my dad's true colours. Since they serve the special meals first, He hid his and my mom's one behind my chair, and asked for new meals. Wow, great examples. *grins* During the landing, Both me and David had air pressure problems. His was at the nose and went up to the forehead, while mine was alot of pain in the ears. (I'm not talking about the normal one where you can swallow or yawn to make it go away.) When we finally reached the ground, my pain slowly, SLOWLY, went away.

When we entered the airport, almost everything seemed to be in Chinese characters, and this lady(who looked like an older version of Eirena) asked me (in english) to write down my seat number but her slang was really hard to understand, so I misunderstood that she asked me (in chinese) to sign my name. So I signed half way, and she said, impatiantly to go ahead. oops. When we met our tour guides (Mr.Peng, who speaks only chinese, and Allan, who comes from malaysia and can speak english.) they told us that that was already considered "day 2".

Everybody in the tour were abit dissapointed, but there was nothing we could do about it. Oh, and the immigration people couldn't recognize me as me in my passport (which wasn't taken very long ago) which is flattering cause the picture is NOT good.

i gtg for now. But i'll continue this post soon. I wont put it in a new post, i'll just add to this. tataz~