Today, my mom is leaving to return to the Motherland, Canada. I am going to stick around a little longer (as in, a few more weeks). I got accepted as a permanent citizen of HK but I’m waiting until I turn eighteen before I get the actual documents and card printed, so I won’t have to do it again after five years for an adult version.
So far, my major outings have been in the accompaniment of my mom to the stranger places not so readily available by subway and for showing me around a bit, I’m thankful. However! I am no longer under her supervision for the coming time so it is most definitely time for some rampant teenage recklessness! That is, if I weren’t so very level-headed and bound by… wait, I don’t even want to go out and reckless it up all that badly. Why are we having this discussion?!
In a little bit, Benson’s coming to HK (with his younger sister) and I am sort of excited. Here in Hong Kong I have very few friends my age to hang out with. Actually, now that I think about it, I have zero friends my age here. I mean, I’ve got a few cousins, but they are all younger than myself and most are girls, so really, no one! They have little to no interest in their cousin from the dopey Canada and I have little idea what to talk to them about. I do have a male cousin who is eleven, Ging Fei, and we turned out to share quite a few interests, including the usual for young/teenage boys of games, Gundams, and Rubik’s cubes. Not that bad, but he’s too young to come out to town on his own.
I’ve got two cousins here who are older (dad’s side, his eldest sister’s children) but both are married and working. Cousin Bun is always busy with his work (boring) and his wife (understandable) so I haven’t bothered to see him yet. In fact, he didn’t even get a chance to meet up with my mom and pay her a visit so far (and seeing as how she’s leaving in an hour or so, he won’t get a chance). The other, Cousin Han, teaches piano and other instruments at random times so her schedule is less busy, but her hours are strange and she does have a husband and family to tend to. I am slated to go play some badminton with her sometime soon (her invitation), but I am dubious as she is also busy and somewhat scattered.
Anyway, I hope my mom has a safe flight home as she wallows in utterly wretched sadness for lack of my company! That, and the flight back is supposed to take longer. Here’s to you, mom! May the skies of Cathay bring you (and your suitcase full of my stationaries and goodies) home safely and without harm!