June 13, 2016

We were preparing a meal in a hotel kitchen and my mom asked our helper to prepare the sauce for her salad but also wanted her to do it discretely as she didn’t want to give her recipe away. The chef started to ask about us, primarily asking about where we were from and our immigration status. We suggested that we weren’t quite here on fully legal terms admitting it outright. My mom later needed to pay 4537 NTD and I asked her if she needed any change.

My cousin was complaining about the people that kept taking in the shared bedroom. There were timers above their heads that displayed for how much longer they were allowed to talk. It seemed like there was at least 14 hours left. I closed the door to my room to find that there were snacks all over the tables which I had no interest in eating. As I checked my computer, I saw that my YouTube subscription box was overflowing with Simpsons claymation videos.

I launched up a game of TF2 to play with a friend. He himself was playing with an elderly man who was a bit hard of hearing. I watched him play a life as Scout and didn’t realize that I had already loaded into the server. I had almost completely forgotten how to play the game and did very poorly as the Soldier.