This past semester I had one goal: Chinese improvement. I did improve my Chinese, to be sure, my Aunty even told me my mom during our family reunion in Boston that I wasn't wasting my parents money. I also had a lot of fun in Shanghai, met people of all ages and nationalities in my program, made good Chinese friends (startlingly easy, at times), experienced the best night life of my life, realized the danger of internet bars is very true, and trained like a Spartan, dined like an American, and met an amazing girl.
My blog started with some observations about Shanghai and Chinese, but kind of...I don't know...de-evolved into a more personal journal the likes of which I had wanted to leave to xanga. Well, my xanga is pretty much retired and I don't regret my writings. However, next semester is going to be different. I plan to live more cheaply, healthly, and really try and squeeze the Chinese out of Shanghai. It's a wonderful, international, modern city. You can live in the Chinese side, the foreign side, or straddle the line. I'd like to think I more or less was between them, but Chinese is the thing so I will try and say goodbye to the comforts I grew accustomed to last semester.
In short, if I get comfortable as early as October, that means I'm doing something wrong.
Zaijian
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