I hate it when i get stuck on something. especially when I am trying to make up for lost time. I am a little behind at work (according to the schedule anyway) basically on terms to be standardize and translated.
i feel as if my mind is just running around in circle but never arriving at the destination.
and it doesn't help as my colleagues are teasing me and urging me to join them to come back to work tomorrow (labour day)...yeah, just can't concentrate. I lost like 30 minutes thanks to Debbie, Sylvia and to a lesser extent, Alison.
anyway, i m going home. what a bummer.
It's just so hard, the job require concentration yet without noises, I get tire and would easily doze off. But when I am alert and awake, I can't concentrate.
This takes training.
I knew that if I had lived in Hong Kong maybe for 5-7 more years, my Chinese would be really good, but my English would, on the other hand, suck really bad.
It's a funny trade off really. My English is alright as of now and my Chinese is good for a person who only studied up to 2nd grade Chinese, but otherwise juvenile. And it's really hard now to substantially improve my Chinese.
So, it's strange how I became an English person despite my root as a very Chinese person. I loved Chinese, and I went around the Pacific for 17 years to become an English person, yet now I am in the land of Chinese, in China, where if I know better Chinese, it would be a lot easier for me to do what i wanted to do.
Launching THE LOST ART OF LOSING
13 years ago
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