Complaints

       Working in the far west countryside of China is like living alone in a desert out of nowhere full of natives who are totally different. People see you as an alien because you don't speak the accents they speak and act in the way they act. When you think two people are in a fight, they can be just talking a little bit louder than you do. Coughing without covering mouths, smoking in public like noone else is alive on earth, and spitting on the floor anytime anywhere are the most common behaviors showing how civilized the society is and how educated the people are. That only puts shame on my face about my kind and my race, although I never thought about it before.
       I am not quite done with my complaints yet. The air is always filly and stiff in mainland China, and blue skies slash white clouds are only in your dream. I certainly miss many things back in Oklahoma, but you know what, I never stop complaning, as nothing is perfect. Waking up in a chilly morning, you do see a perfect sunrise outide of your window in western countries, you think your day is going to be awesome blossom until you open the garage door and breathe a load of wood fire smokes out of your neighbors' chimneys. Blue sky, great! But with smokey air, which could be carban monoxide that kills your lungs, nay!
       Of course people speak normal-er outside of western China, but the discrimination is not anywhere better. Just because you are not having the same skin color, or speak the accents as the norm, or love someone different from your gender, it doesn't mean you deserve to be treated differently. I couldn't bare any of the disrespects. Shame, again.
       Well, I guess what I am trying to say is everyone is different, and everywhere is different. I like this portion of this place, and I like that portion of that place, while hating something else in each. Nothing is perfect. Although I am not in one of my favorate places in the world, my life goes on...