| weather | : | sunny-ish | |
| outside | : | 18°C | |
| mood | : |  | contemplative |
The Chinese version has been moved here.
I was chatting with 
katie_ah today and I realized that I have never written anything of significant length in Chinese.
When Husband Guy's Grandma was still alive, I had the thought of writing to her for practice. But every time she went back to Taiwan, she didn't stay that long so I never got around to writing. Phoning them was a lot more convenient anyway.
I'd never had a Chinese Penpal either.
So, my Chinese still sucks. I know my parents are disappointed... and, honestly, so am I. It's embarassing that I'm Chinese, I can't read, I can't write and some of the North American kids in the 
zhongwen community are better at it than I am. I did go to Chinese School when I was younger, Mandarin and Cantonese classes at different times. But I never got to use what I learned in class, so it was kinda useless.
*sigh*
