Ok I definitely need to write…
No, seriously, I need to write in order to feel better cuz, fuck it… ok Nì Deng Yì Xìa! (Which means “Hold on”, and in Portuguese sounds like “ni-tém-chá”) but whatever.
I went to this outstanding place called Yangshou, in Guilin Province. You can see a few pictures at www.yangers.com but, trust me, it looks way much better when you are there.
Anyway, I went to this village with Nino and my Spanish friend Nacho. That was perfect - 3 days of fun. Terrific trip until I lost my digital camera with more than 400 pictures. Yes, I know, that feels terrible. Maybe that’s why I am writing it now, to express how bad I felt when I realized I had lost it. I mean, I say I lost it, but some say I was robbed. I am sure I put the camera inside my bag and then I left it downstairs along with more than 50 other luggage. At that time I thought it was safe, I mean, there were a lot of luggage there, a lot of people and even the owner of the hotel was there.
I went upstairs for like 4 minutes to wash my face (because we had just arrived from this River Something Trip, and plus we had a very hot weather back there), grabbed my bags, took this bus and eventually took the cab to the airport. I was really happy with my friends making some weird comments on Chinese people, life, our trip, American fat girls and stuff… and then I went like: “let’s take a look at the pictures, man!” That was when I realized it wasn’t there. Dude… that felt bad. We got at the airport and I took everything out trying to find, desperately, my camera. Ok, anyway it wasn’t there, I felt bad for like 2 days…
But, why did I feel that bad? Ok, I know, I had a few reasons for such behavior but I maybe I’m expressing myself in a wrong way here. When I say I felt bad, I mean I had some trouble in breathing, I felt really tired for 2 days, lost my appetite and stuff like that. I didn’t simply felt not-so-good, I felt really, extremely, fucking awful and I’m not just making it sounds worse. With my entire narcissist soul, (once again), I felt bad. LOL It’s funny cuz the more I write it, the better I feel.
Anyway, I don’t know what else I feel like writing; I just need to say I felt bad, cuz I kept repeating this and my friends were all pissed at me already! LOL
OK I FELT BAD BECAUSE I LOST MY CAMERA! I WISH I HAD THOSE FOUR HUNDRED PICTURES BACK!
No, seriously, I need to write in order to feel better cuz, fuck it… ok Nì Deng Yì Xìa! (Which means “Hold on”, and in Portuguese sounds like “ni-tém-chá”) but whatever.
I went to this outstanding place called Yangshou, in Guilin Province. You can see a few pictures at www.yangers.com but, trust me, it looks way much better when you are there.
Anyway, I went to this village with Nino and my Spanish friend Nacho. That was perfect - 3 days of fun. Terrific trip until I lost my digital camera with more than 400 pictures. Yes, I know, that feels terrible. Maybe that’s why I am writing it now, to express how bad I felt when I realized I had lost it. I mean, I say I lost it, but some say I was robbed. I am sure I put the camera inside my bag and then I left it downstairs along with more than 50 other luggage. At that time I thought it was safe, I mean, there were a lot of luggage there, a lot of people and even the owner of the hotel was there.
I went upstairs for like 4 minutes to wash my face (because we had just arrived from this River Something Trip, and plus we had a very hot weather back there), grabbed my bags, took this bus and eventually took the cab to the airport. I was really happy with my friends making some weird comments on Chinese people, life, our trip, American fat girls and stuff… and then I went like: “let’s take a look at the pictures, man!” That was when I realized it wasn’t there. Dude… that felt bad. We got at the airport and I took everything out trying to find, desperately, my camera. Ok, anyway it wasn’t there, I felt bad for like 2 days…
But, why did I feel that bad? Ok, I know, I had a few reasons for such behavior but I maybe I’m expressing myself in a wrong way here. When I say I felt bad, I mean I had some trouble in breathing, I felt really tired for 2 days, lost my appetite and stuff like that. I didn’t simply felt not-so-good, I felt really, extremely, fucking awful and I’m not just making it sounds worse. With my entire narcissist soul, (once again), I felt bad. LOL It’s funny cuz the more I write it, the better I feel.
Anyway, I don’t know what else I feel like writing; I just need to say I felt bad, cuz I kept repeating this and my friends were all pissed at me already! LOL
OK I FELT BAD BECAUSE I LOST MY CAMERA! I WISH I HAD THOSE FOUR HUNDRED PICTURES BACK!
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Holy Shit! How could you loose your camera? I´m just kidding! Forget it! It´s material, like my aunt says. The best camera are your eyes and your memory. Thank God they didn´t rob you or else a lot of friends and your familý here in Brazil would feel really bad. Think about it! God be with you. Kisses, Chryssie.
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