Craziest shit happened. I was watching my TVB at 3 in the morning and I was hit with the munchies. I wanted some nacho cheese so I went downstairs to get the cheese salsa out of the fridge. I like to microwave my cheese so that it's warm, just like the ones in the movie theaters. As I went to reach for a bowl in the dish rack, I saw a huge ass bug about 1.5 inches long with ~30 legs in the sink. I've seen these bugs trapped in my sink a couple of times, when I get my midnight snacks but I was too pussy to kill them so I just ignore it. This time, I wanted to give it a try to exterminate it.
I thought it might be fun and expose the least risk to me if I burn it, so I got my dad's lighter on top of the fridge and I was like, "naw chill. There's not enough reach with this lighter!" The bug is gonna pounce on my hand and crawl up my arms. So I searched through my cabinets and found a lighter that has about an 8 inch reach with a large flame. I tried chasing him with the lighter but he runs so fast when the flame goes near him. I gave up with burning it because the flame was getting short.
That hopeless thing kept trying to crawl up my sink. I went to the bathroom to get some bleach and that jug was too heavy to aim with so I just poured a little bit at the corner and knew it wasn't going to work. I opened up my fridge and found some lemon juice and splashed a capful on him. I thought the acid would burn him, but he seemed more energized than ever. I gave him another capful and it was laying at the corner of the sink.
I took a spoon and poured a capful of salt on him hoping to dehydrate him. I watched him for 10 minutes and he was still moving as if nothing happened! I lost my patience and then I saw the hot water dispenser. I got a good amount of hot water in a cup and splashed it on him. The poor thing lost about 20 of its legs from that splash. He was still trying to swim out of the steaming water alive.
I let him sit for a while and after another 10 minutes, I presumed he was dead, but he was still moving! I had no idea how to clean up the 20 loose legs and the body lying in the sink. My dad would be pissed and question my manliness if I left it there. I went to grab 2 sheets of Bounty (because 1 is not enough), folded it up into a thick package (in case any of its juices manage to squirt on me), and laid it on top of him. I took off my slipper and dabbed the Bounty a few times and saw his black imprint from THAT many layers of paper towel. I finally mustered up the courage to pinch it and flush it down the toilet.
I went back up to my room to do research on what bug it was and found out it's a house centipede. I also found out that often times, they get trapped in the sink. They feed on cockroaches, spiders, and a bunch of other bugs. I don't know if the lemon juice, bleach, or salt weakened his legs or not, but the hot water really did the job in immobilizing him.
I wish I had something to videotape this 1-hour murder.
The Chinese language uses "separation" as a key word to describe relationship statuses. I never thought of deconstructing Chinese phrases, because I learned them as individual vocabulary words when I was a kid, as opposed to the construction of how the phrases came to be. I was taught to think like an optimist in school, but the foundation of relationship in the Chinese language rests upon the pessimistic word "separation". I thought it was confusing at first because I grew up in a society that teaches optimism in school. Here's my analysis:
Kit Fun means married, which literally translates to "[the] end [of the] separation", as if there was a norm of "togetherness" that everyone is expected to have since the very beginning of life.
Ding Fun means engaged, which literally means "stabilized separation". I first thought, 'why would there be separation in engagement?' I think what they're trying to say is that they're still separated, but in a stable relationship as well. But in English, a "stabilized separation" is not the same as "separated, but in a stable relationship."
Fun Sow means to break up. It literally translates to "separation [of] hands", as if it's normal for people to have someone's hand to hold to begin with.
Lei Fun means to divorce, which literally translates to "come separation". This is like saying, "Our separation has come", like it's something expected to happen sooner or later.
I was taught by many writing teachers/professors to change my writing into a more optimistic view as opposed to the pessimistic view. For example, they would tell me to changetheproduct is cheap to the product is inexpensive. Professors penalize me for writing in a pessimistic view, opposed to the expected optimistic standpoint. I blame Chinese for making me write the way I do. Too bad I'm a conformist.
But still, I love how I use Chinese metaphors all the time without realizing how funny their literal meanings are.
My favorite: Gwai leen how - Describing someone screaming as if a ghost is choking one by one's throat. I ask my mom "Gwai leen how ah?" when she speaks :)
The problem with my dad is that he grew up in China with a filial Chinese boy state of mind. He believes that when dinner is ready, everyone has to drop whatever they're doing and rush to the dinner table. I have a completely different view on dinnertime. I like to finish doing one thing before starting another. Dropping my work to force food in my packed stomach doesn't sound quite logical to me.
My dad values family first. I know he wants the best for his family, but sometimes his efforts of trying to solve our problems only makes it worst. Rule of thumb: When it's not your problem, don't attempt to solve it unless you're asked for help otherwise you're a nuisance. For example, my brother bought a new car and it only comes with one key. My dad has constantly bothered my brother to get a spare key in case he loses this one. My brother has delayed this task for several months and my dad complains to my mom about my brother's problems.
My dad takes his anger out on my mom for our problems. He never comes to me or my brother to complain or start an argument because he knows we can bat every pitch he throws. So instead, he takes the easy road and complains to other people about our bad habits instead of solving it with us face-to-face. Instead of creating drama and commotion, it would be much easier if he stopped being such a worry-wart.
Being the only one employed in the family, my dad has been working hard to put food on the table for his family in the larger portion of his life. He is hardworking but he doesn't realize he is getting old, clumsy, and fragile. He can't randomly run into things anymore, hoping his wounds will heal the next day. His injuries get him even more mad because it makes him feel incapable of functioning normally.
After working for so long as a robot, he has lost the purpose of enjoying life. He does not know how to find enjoyable things to do in life. He watches the news and soccer from time to time, but I think he should occupy his time by finding more things that interest him.
My uncle told me that I looked a lot like my father when he was a teenager. Even though we have different values, I find that I act a lot like my father. I have a strong feeling that I will be like my father, following a lot of his footsteps. I will continue giving advice even if other people take it as a scolding because that's just how I am.
Because I have a high level of tolerance and open-mindedness, I tend to believe a lot of people are like me, but I realized there are still a lot of stubborn, close-minded people out there. It is very hard for me to cooperate with these type of people, but I'm learning.
I am currently attending CUNY Baruch and am pursuing a B.B.A. in Marketing Management. I am interested in biking, DDR, handball, Texas Hold 'Em, and finding interesting reads. My favorite movies include American History X, Avatar, Despicable Me, Final Fantasy VII: Advent Children, Iron Man, and Up. My favorite artists are Black Eyed Peas, Bruno Mars, Jacky Cheung, Jagged Edge, JJ Lin, Mary J. Blige, Nobuo Uematsu, P. Diddy, R. Kelly, and Ray J. My favorite books are The Catcher in the Rye, The Lords of Discipline, and works by Malcolm Gladwell. I also love Stephen Chow movies!
