Well, I sure as hell am getting my very big slice of hell this last month of January.
I lost my job, I had to move out of my apartment in two weeks, I have to renew my visa before the next two weeks.
I got a new job, and all was awesome and excellent. Two days in, I woke up extremely ill. I was shaking violently and I couldn't walk. With all my energy, from my friends sofa (where I was sleeping), I text my employer and told her that I was going to hospital.
I fell back asleep, woke up two hours later to find a text on my phone which basically made clear that I was fired. I was so ill I didn't even care. I went to the local clinic but they didn't have a clue, so I went back to my friends apartment to rest.
Amazingly (really, it is), I started feeling a little better in the late afternoon so I gave my employer a call to apologise and hopefully get the job back, but it was no good. This phone conversation ended with me pouring 3 weeks of pure stress at her. She was a real two-faced cow anyway, so I'm happy it turned out that way.
Anyway, the problem here is that two days earlier I had put all of my money down to rent an apartment. Signed and sealed. I had nothing but 1,000RMB which a friend kindly lent me. I have 800RMB of this left.
I was in a desperate situation, but I didn't want to give up. I called my mum, I felt embarassed and ashamed but I was in a hell-ish situation, there was nothing left to try. She sent me 4,500RMB. This will pay for my new visa, February rent and bills. I will be left with about 800RMB, leaving me about 1,600RMB to live for the month.
It'll be tough, but it's possible. Chinese do it all the time on much much less. I'm used to having that much to spend in one week, but m'eh. I can eat rice and curry for a month with the odd McDonalds or Pizza Hut.
I've eaten so little over the past month that my clothes are actually hanging off of me when, one month ago, I was considering that maybe I need to start wearing the next size up. Madness.
Anyway, my new apartment is brand-new, modern, western and big. I thought I had a job and so it was affordable, but I lost that.
The whole month of February I will have to work myself to the bone finding a new job to start at the beginning of the new semester. I've been sat in my apartment for one week with no TV or Internet service, and the toilet wasn't finished being installed so I had to wait two days for that. My, THAT was an adventure.
Anyway. I think to myself 'Why don't I just go home?', but then I tell myself that this is just how things go in life. I can't keep running back to my mother and hoping she'll be there. One day, she won't be there. Best to learn to live with and deal with this stuff now when I have time and people to ask for advice, than to give up, go home and hope for the best.
I got the internet today, and this is the story I thought I'd share with you all. Life in China is full of suprises and, I'm still going to say it's amazing. Tough, but amazing.
Going homeward in July, as planned originally. Unless I manage to start making a whole lotta dollar.
Now, my friend still has my cooking things. Looks like it's yet another trip to McDonalds. *slams head against wall* 
I lost my job, I had to move out of my apartment in two weeks, I have to renew my visa before the next two weeks.
I got a new job, and all was awesome and excellent. Two days in, I woke up extremely ill. I was shaking violently and I couldn't walk. With all my energy, from my friends sofa (where I was sleeping), I text my employer and told her that I was going to hospital.
I fell back asleep, woke up two hours later to find a text on my phone which basically made clear that I was fired. I was so ill I didn't even care. I went to the local clinic but they didn't have a clue, so I went back to my friends apartment to rest.
Amazingly (really, it is), I started feeling a little better in the late afternoon so I gave my employer a call to apologise and hopefully get the job back, but it was no good. This phone conversation ended with me pouring 3 weeks of pure stress at her. She was a real two-faced cow anyway, so I'm happy it turned out that way.
Anyway, the problem here is that two days earlier I had put all of my money down to rent an apartment. Signed and sealed. I had nothing but 1,000RMB which a friend kindly lent me. I have 800RMB of this left.
I was in a desperate situation, but I didn't want to give up. I called my mum, I felt embarassed and ashamed but I was in a hell-ish situation, there was nothing left to try. She sent me 4,500RMB. This will pay for my new visa, February rent and bills. I will be left with about 800RMB, leaving me about 1,600RMB to live for the month.
It'll be tough, but it's possible. Chinese do it all the time on much much less. I'm used to having that much to spend in one week, but m'eh. I can eat rice and curry for a month with the odd McDonalds or Pizza Hut.
I've eaten so little over the past month that my clothes are actually hanging off of me when, one month ago, I was considering that maybe I need to start wearing the next size up. Madness.
Anyway, my new apartment is brand-new, modern, western and big. I thought I had a job and so it was affordable, but I lost that.
The whole month of February I will have to work myself to the bone finding a new job to start at the beginning of the new semester. I've been sat in my apartment for one week with no TV or Internet service, and the toilet wasn't finished being installed so I had to wait two days for that. My, THAT was an adventure.
Anyway. I think to myself 'Why don't I just go home?', but then I tell myself that this is just how things go in life. I can't keep running back to my mother and hoping she'll be there. One day, she won't be there. Best to learn to live with and deal with this stuff now when I have time and people to ask for advice, than to give up, go home and hope for the best.
I got the internet today, and this is the story I thought I'd share with you all. Life in China is full of suprises and, I'm still going to say it's amazing. Tough, but amazing.
Going homeward in July, as planned originally. Unless I manage to start making a whole lotta dollar.
Now, my friend still has my cooking things. Looks like it's yet another trip to McDonalds. *slams head against wall*
You're better off not working for someone like that. You wouldn't of been able to take a pee without her timing you.
