When I was a little Chinese girl with a mushroom haircut that went ZOOM below the ears and ZOOM above my eyebrows, I found out that people in Australia DO NOT speak Chinese.

"Hello Anna, how are you today?"
"Ko gong gun meh yeh ah?!?!"

The super tall teachers who weren't in the communist Chinese times where people added pig fat and soy sauce to their rice and thought it was the yummiest thing they'd ever tasted towered over me. It was so scary.. =S I took my little green hat that I had to wear for identification and went to play with the wooden blocks.

"Wooden blocks, you say? I had those too!"

NO. Not any normal little wooden block, but these little sawn off wooden things with splinters sticking out of them and REAL nails which we could hammer in with REAL hammers. DANGEROUS? =/

ANd there was that annoying little girl who kept on stealing my toys. =( Here I was, happily playing with my little plastic toy when a girl came up to me and said in the foreign English language, “&^*(%^&*%*$%^_)(!!@#(“ AND THEN SHE TOOK MY TOY!!! I was chasing her all around the playground with tears streaming down my face and shouting BEY FAN OR BEY FAN OR!! And she just kept on running and laughing at me.

I don't like pre-school. =(

Onto a happier subject..

Gahh, I have to go. The happier subject will be posted about TOMORROW!!

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