The weekend of embarassing myself in front of Chinese people and Koreans

For some reason this weekend turned into me doing the most random and often embarassing things in front of chinese people. On saturday ryan and i went to a concert at the vocational college because a guy we know, collin, was going to be singing a song. So we show up and i end up having to sit next to collin's very jolly chinese boss who thinks i'm just a totally crack up and kept handing me random fruit. Well, he decides that collin should get up and say a few words to the students and that it would great if i went up too. so i had to speak in front of all these kids, completely unprepared, and anyone who knows me knows i get soooooo nervous speaking in front of large groups. so collin sings his song and the students to all kinds of english and chinese performances. Then, of course this guy decides that ryan and i should get up and sing an american song. neither of us can sing and are suddenly desperatly trying to think of a song we both know. i suggested "you are my sunshine" short and sweet. we went for it and of course the crowd went nuts. it's a proven fact that all chinese students LOVE the song "You are my sunshine" just trust me on this.
Then all the sudden the lights start going crazy and nutty techno music starts playing and the students make a mad dash for the dance floor and in the hustle and bustle ryan and i as well as some other foreigners are grabbed as well. we are then stuck in a GIANT chinese conga line doing some psychotic version of a bunny hop dance. They all were loving every second. some of them looked so happy i thought they were going to have a heart attack and die right there in utter bliss. This chaotic dance went on for 20 minutes!! 20 MINUTES!!! Incredible.

Afterwards Ryan and i went to Bacchus...and mellow little bar were we could just sit and have a drink. We message marcos adn he comes out as well and joins us. so marcos and i are sitting there talking and all the sudden there's a commotion on the stage area and one of the waiters comes up to us and says " come, come on stage and play game" so we're like "ummmm how do you play" to which he replies " I don't know how to say in english...Just come!" yeeeaah. So now i find myself in front of a whole bar trying to pick up as many ping pong balls as i can in a minute only using a straw. I actaully did pretty well and ended up winning the ugliest stuffed bear ever. i did not however come in first. Marcos did! he won a HUGE HUGE lighter. it's pretty spiffy and slightly dangerous....but that's kind of how everything in china is.

So after that we went to Alibabas just to hang out and see who was out. There is a short little chubby chinese man who works in the pool hall there who has decided he has taken a liking to me. can you see where this is going....that's right... Literally being chased around the pool hall while he giggles in random chinese and tries to smack me with a little green towel.

Oh China.

Sunday was pretty awesome too. With thanksgiving coming i've been missing family and friends from home. I have no desire to actually go home. but i just miss them and wish they were here. The only food from home i've really super missed though is donuts. this might sound silly but anyone who knows me wouldn't be surprised. At school i would talk seren into late night donut runs and at home it was my poor mother i was always dragging along to fufill my cravings. I practically lived at Dunkin Donuts. Home sweet sugary Home. and you just can't find a dunkin donuts in china. so i have been going through withdrawl.

I've been hanging out with a really cool guy named Jack, and during the week he had to go home to Korea for a medical check up. he got back to Yantai on sunday and showed up completely unexpected at my apartment. The door opens and there he is standing in front of me holding up a box with big pink letters beaming the words Dunkin Donuts. I open the box and there they are.... real donuts...glazed, powdered, sprinkled, filled delicious fatty sugary goodness. i know i sound compeletly retarded but when i saw those donuts i was so excited you would have thought i won the lottery. He got them at the airport in Seoul, those of you who having been reading this blog may rememeber, is the last place i ate a donut. i even posted a pic of the korean dunkin donuts. Of course he probably thinks i'm a nut case now because of just how happy i was....but i don't care.

It was just such perfect timing. i had been feeling a wee bit home sick and then to have my guilty pleasure and comfort food from home show up at my door was awesome. i think it was God throwing me a bone after my bizarre saturday.