On day 3, Dec 18, Friday, I woke up at 9am.
Had breakfast, and then waited for my grandparents to get ready to work.
And then went to the office again for Internet.
I noticed that for the past while, whenever other people plan things, things never happens as planned.
Originally, my grandfather had some meeting, so my grandmother was going to eat lunch with me.
Instead, I had lunch with my grandfather again.
The food was goood.
After that, I went back to the office for more Internet while I wait for J to get ready.
And then we went to Golden computer center.
Too bad I can’t bring bottles of printer refill ink back from HK.
It is so cheap here.
I also saw a few FF13 Lighting edition PS3s for sale for $3100HKD.
I also took a quick look at laptops.
I have decided that I will finally replace my 5 year old laptop.
But I will not be buying it from HK.
And then we went back to CWB, so J can buy his dinner and go back to his hotel, and I can catch the bus home.
That’s basically day 3.
On day 4, I woke up at 7am.
For the first time in a while, something that other people planned happened as planned.
I met up with my father in front of the office, and then took the MTR to meet my grandfather (father side).
We had breakfast with him.
After that, I went to the office again for Internet.
Before I could settle down, I had to leave again to go to lunch.
My grandfather (mother side) was meeting some people, and we all had lunch at a club.
So I ate again...
After that, I walked around 298 to look at computer stuff again.
I spent over 2 hours in there.
And then met up with my father and went up to have dinner with my grandmother (father side).
My legs were so numb by the time I arrived at my grandmother’s place.
And I finally got to sit down.
We all waited for a long time for my aunt’s family to come.
After dinner, we watched a bit of TV.
It was showing a program where artists sing their recent songs, that are supposed to be highly rated.
Except they are all crap.
Those are not even songs.
The lyrics make no sense.
There is no melody.
The singers can’t sing.
I guess there is a reason why I only listen to older Chinese songs.
After that, I went home.
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