Rambling About Love, or Lack Thereof

Tonight I went out for the first time in a while. It’s only 11:45 p.m. Beijing time, so you can imagine how unexciting it was, but it was a momentary high I’ve been lacking lately.

On the cab ride home, my friend and her boyfriend were “discussing” marriage in their drunken state. My friend, who I’m going to call Lucille, is my age–23. Lucille kept asking her boyfriend, 26, when he would take her hand in marriage so that she could finally stay out all night, or spend the night with him. I asked why she couldn’t move out of her parents’ house before marriage, but she only shook her head, “no.” I guess as modern as China is getting, many aspects of tradition are still intact–the role of women being among them.

Perhaps it’s because I’ve only been in a serious relationship once, and it ended horribly–HORRIBLY–the idea of marriage is as shocking to me as Brad Pitt leaving Jennifer Aniston for Angelina Jolie (is that that shocking, actually? Angelina is prettier.). No, I think the idea of marriage is shocking because I’m still 23 and have so many things to accomplish before settling down with someone. There is no doubt that marriage works out for some people my age and I’m genuinely happy that soul mates exist, I just hope my soul mate doesn’t show up till I have more checked off my to-do list.

This past summer, a family friend suggested that I get married soon. I’m closing in on my mid-20’s but come on! I’ve barely grown out of the training bra of childhood! I’m still new to life and its complicated facets that bring heartache, love and disappointment, feelings that I’ve only just begun to experience! Heartache stinks and disappointment hurts, but I’m eager to know what it’s like so I can learn how to avoid it in the future. As for love, I’m still waiting for the next round.

I’m in no hurry, although being around Lucille and her boyfriend makes me wonder when my own loverboy is going to come around. Maybe springtime, the season for love. Or is that summertime? I can’t remember. Maybe it’s reversed in China, like the clock. Maybe love blooms in the wintertime in the east. Oooo that’s soon!

But like I said, there’s no hurry. For now, I’m patiently waiting, unexpecting (because things tend to happen when you’re least expecting. Funny and frustrating how life works.). Anyway, I’m going to sleep on these thoughts and leave you with a classic which I found quite fitting:






No bills to pay. I should be grateful.

I have been feeling rather uninspired to write anything because I have been so monotonously busy. Yes. Me. Busy! This college-application-essay-editing job is wearing me down (it’s 9-6, a schedule I’m not quite used to and don’t think I ever will be), and it has only been a month. What an ungrateful whiner I am! 

Good news is, the company I’m working for now asked me to teach (a reason I moved to China in the first place–to teach). However, unexpectedly, they asked me to teach the U.S. History Subject Test (SAT IIs)!!!!! Gosh, I got a 2 on my AP exam–I’m not exactly U.S. History teaching material…but I’m going to work my butt off studying Barron’s #1 student recommended SAT II prep book from 2003 which is a load of un-detailed crap if you ask me.

Meanwhile, I’m also following along in Howard Zinn’s A People’s History of the United States. I don’t want my mind to be boggled by facts and figures; I want some context, man!

Also, the language school I’ve been harassing for an English teaching position finally emailed me for an interview this Wednesday. I must prepare an 8 minute lesson plan for any age group between 3-14 years. (Isn’t 3 a little young?) I’m going to plan a lesson on prepositions (under! over! across! behind! peekaboo!) for 10 year olds, but maybe they already know their prepositions…What do you think?

Before I stop rambling your eyes out, I need a little advice.

**What is the best way to teach SAT IIs? And to guarantee a boost of at least 50 points? Keeping in mind Chinese students are skilled memorizing machines who have already taken the test and achieved about 670 but anything less than perfect is just unacceptable to them–and their parents. OH, THE PRESSURE!


I almost forgot… HAPPY HALLOWEEN! It’s not celebrated in China, which is fine with me because I never know what to wear anyway!

This was me last year as the Women’s Bathroom Symbol:

Jett the blonder and preppier Greaser, Sonya the luscious lunchlady, and me, Emily the Chinese Bathroom Lady

I know, I know, I could’ve done more, like paint my arms, neck and face black, but I was lazy and figured my black hair would suffice (from the back?). I guess I could have at least tucked in my underskirt/posterboard! How indecent of me!