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In the early hours of the morning everyone had left but me and Ruth stayed behind with Mohamed as he had just finished fasting for Ramadan and wanted to carry on drinking.At some point he brought us some amazing strong black coffee which he said would prevent a hangover.He then said he wanted to buy us breakfast… but when we left the café Ruth was so drunk we were both supporting her to walk (but in fairness she was wearing her new high stilettos!) and so he said we should take her home and get breakfast near her apartment instead.I think it was about 7am when we got into a taxi.When we arrived at Ruth's apartment, she couldn't find her keys.Without really thinking, I put my hands into all of the pockets of Ruth's jeans to try to find the keys.I really didn't want to have to wake Debbie, but I couldn't find the keys either and so we knocked on the door. Debbie let us in and made us some coffee and then me and Mohamed walked to the end of the road to buy some hot eggy bread from the street stalls for everyone.
After we had eaten, Mohamed went home and Ruth and Debbie went to bed.I tried to sleep on the sofa but in the end I gave up and went home.Just as I finally got into my bed the doorbell went, it was the man to connect the internet.I was in my nightdress but he headed straight to my room to attach the internet cable so I couldn't get changed.He tried asking me some questions but I couldn't understand anything he was saying so I put him on the phone to Miss Wang.I was sitting in the living room letting him get on with his work, when the door went again.It was Miss Wang and the headmaster from Jen's school.They had decided to come over to talk to the internet man instead of using the phone.So there I am still in my nightdress, having had absolutely no sleep since Friday night, my apartment full of people talking Mandarin.And all I can think about is when they finally leave I can get into bed.Oh No! The headmaster invited me to her house for lunch.I couldn't exactly refuse as they've been so helpful.So I went into my room, stepped over all the cabling to grab some clothes and got dressed in the bathroom.
When the internet man was finished I went to the headmaster's house and Jen was there.She was also feeling really ill because they had collected her early in the morning to give her a lesson on how to make dumplings.She had told them she felt sick so they got her to buy lots of Chinese herbal remedies and even prayed for her to get better.When the dumplings were served I had to tell the headmaster I couldn't eat them because they had shrimps in.I felt really bad for being so difficult, but I've told them again and again -no meat, no chicken, no seafood, no fish.I can't be much clearer than that!She put some special rice balls in to boil for me, but when I had one it was so stodgy I felt sick.I forced myself to eat about half the bowl because she had cooked them specially, but it was a real struggle.Eventually lunch was finished and they took us home.
I still couldn't go to sleep because I had done some clothes washing at Ruth and Debbie's apartment and needed to pick it up.I had forgotten to put on any bug repellent and while I was outside I was bitten all up my legs and on several of my fingers which then swelled up.When I got to their apartment, there was a Chinese girl in the doorway talking to Debbie.When Debbie saw me she let me in and we both tried talking to the Chinese girl in the doorway.She explained she had known the teacher who lived in the apartment previously and hadn't realised she had left China.We felt bad for her so Debbie invited her in and we talked to her for a while and she was trying to practice her English.I asked for her number and she said her name was Binging.Eventually she left; I picked up my clean clothes and went back to my apartment.During the night I received this text "Dear Michelle, Are you sleeping? I'm so happy to meet you.When you asked my phone number, I felt you were so nice.Because I'm a stranger.I hope we can be good friends.I hope to meet you again.How about next Sunday? Binging."Ahhhh she's only fifteen years old, how cute is that message?!?!
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