witness family golden moments, key shots of emerging Royal China.
dreamt first shared dorm with an once QRRS colleague who is a photographer. he is a gay in dream and spying me. anything of him will convey gay sensation when I touch them. then dream in a TV cuisine competition. I was a candidate and my dish too slippery to stand vegetables in decoration. I was in hurry and failed many times. then once my boss, QRRS cable TV chief editorial who died in mid age, pointed out the cause impersonally. when I almost gave up my works, I woke up and in anxious of visiting my son weekend on time.
last week is a strange week testifying relation of my son woz and me, his dad. on Monday which also in lunar Mourning holiday we booked cinema as usual together. that had been shifted a day for all PRC people gathering 3 days holiday and adjust a weekend for workday. the disgusting convenience chasing hobby humiliates meaning of week from bible, unlike US holidays. when I went over in time to fetch my son to cinema, he was absent while his mom tutored some students there as usual. I waited half hour till time didn't permit waiting. I buzzed the grandma who is really an old fox, stubborn and canning, evasive when I ordered her sent my son to cinema directly. my son already told me he will be totally free when we booked tickets together. so my son forgot his timetable or his sinful mom or grandma tentatively assigned my son's occupation with his pointless art class. when I arrived cinema and buzzed the grandma again, she still trying selling my son to postpone the movie. my son wanted to talk to me, but my rages out of control and I yelled him to come over at once. when they arrived, I at once beat my son while the grandma repeated that I was insane. I beat my son before the movie and during movie, we didn't exchange anything while our back seat trying closer to us to tease us, likely official surveillance. on way to lunch out, I beat my son again for disappointed, for his unable to administrate his life on his own. I scorned and beat him during lunch. after returned to his mom's house, I fetched my missed a day dirty clothes after shower and left without entering the house. after I settled in dorm, my kid brother who almost blacklisted my phone, called in. he was informed by my son's mom or grandma that my violence can bring me into asylum again if I exert it again on my son. I laughed and told him that they can do anything as they will, I'm not feared. my brother claim I turning odd, and I shouldn't push my son so hard to American for here in China I should abide with its situation. I replied that is two way to learn after America, one way sending out richer Chinese to US, another way is bring US to China. in coming most of the week, my son kept muted when I buzzed him and sms him. I shifted our new Chinese phone from fiber optic internet bundle to him at the end of lunch and he promised will keep mobile reachable like an adult. even in the week I urgent to add backup phone to our 2 godaddy accounts. after 3 days including failed contacted godaddy support, I got thing done with synced sms log via ifttt I previously setup on the phone. on Saturday I lingered on bed lately to avoid boring and hard choice if I visit my son as usual. then my son sent me sms of verification code his phone received and I asked to transfer to me but denied times. I replied immediately things done and asked if shower on Sunday as planned or plan B. my son didn't response me graciously. I soon decided to visit him. it's noon. I visited dorm canteen to fetch my washed clothes there, and borrow another ￥200 for gathering my son in dinning out together. when I entered the house, my son's mom blocked the door and asked in what privilege I frequent there. I didn't reply and evade her into visit my son in his bedroom where he practicing e-piano. after they left for music class his mom arranged, I sorted my son's nexus in English podcast's companion. after they returned I tried awhile video game then my son dined out with me. now I can say storm of separation dissolved with consent of my son's once under performance. he should be more independent, out of childish custody. God, dad, Friday night drizzle blessed us. now shinny morning sunshine covers my concerns with triumph. bring me sooner my Royal China, my Crowned Queen from Japan, Asoh Yukiko. bring our better life in reach. grant us financial independent to broaden our cyberspace investment. allow us buy stylish pants with mobile pockets, and a camera for my desktop computer. pl resume my visa card and its credit limit sooner. thx God dad for all these years' affirmative.
I, his proud dad, noticed previously he fond of watch, even cheap e-watch his mom bought him. I envisaged that he has expectation as successful man in American movies or any TV scenes, with a valued watch. I think he wants a watch as leaving teenage, being elegant and wealthy. Then I moved by the growing kid’s dream. I searched at once online store for android smart watch. Pebble is OK but version 2 needs near ￥1000 while version 1 was transit product for me. Then I found Sony SW2 on taobao.com lists within my financial radar, around ￥500. I long time admire Japanese product and tried to ask son’s mom buying me a Toshiba chromebook in her tour Taiwan last summer but failed. This time it wouldn't fake me. Within ten minutes I decided and left my dorm to raise money. My kid brother just visited me for my credit crisis weeks ago and left me a debit card capable ￥1000/mon. I think I can spare the price of the SW2 from mouth saving. Soon I got loan from one of my acquaintance in Qiqihar in my 2 decades here as migrant, with it I trusted the QRRS Dorms canteen operator woman ordered it instead of me. that’s on a Saturday afternoon. In the coming week, since Tuesday when my parcel due to arrive, I felt vulnerable in trusting the canteen couples who can be hostile toward my Royal. I hated profaning and cheating while they are common Chinese untrustworthy and weak in faith and self esteem. Time and time in restless I pray God saves my purchase. And on Jul 27, 2016 lunch time, I saw my goods unpacked by the couple. The outer glass alike plastic box wrecked a corner but the watch likely intact, the seal tape seemingly the original, too. With it I rushed to hand over to my son at noon. He was asked to read carefully the instruction online available on the vendor shop but he doesn’t know how to start the procedure booting it annoyed me. I almost yell him. He let alone to connect the watch with charger but unfortunately after a hour the mistake found, by shifting dead sleeping watch to notebook’s usb port. I remade connection and charged. When my son started connecting the SW2 with his nexus mobile, internet via vpn desperately broken likely under PRC’s surveillance. So I told my son I was leaving lest the dog system messes more harshly. When I left the internet resumed and sound. Returned to dorm I barney in need message of ongoing setup but my son didn’t inform me 2 days. Friday afternoon I buzzed him and he argued enthusiastically in air about his work to install his SW2. I got known some apps, facebook, twitter, etc. needs login while he thought he was not with those confidential information. I felt I might help so I visited him. But he was not at home, likely his mom brought him haunting municipal library, with his smart watch. I logon fb and gmail on his mobile, just a hit of button except twitter needs password input to authenticate access privilege. That more or less mingled my promise that the SW2 totally his property and depository, and my son refrains his elation with the charming gear. After a busy weekends we gamed together, completed “Bioshock: infinite” and broke through “L.A Noire”, I felt my son less upset by my intervene. And I promised greater gift Heavenly for him.
root in poor income, ie. salary from QRRS around ¥2000 since March, 2016, my credit crisis worsened and issuer bank warned of possible takeover my salary card. even its too mean to cover my startup activities, it does cover most of my living expense including my son's. so I now confronted with starving and survival on my bare hands. my first response is to find a part time job to cover bank commision, near ¥1000 monthly. but I really loathed to put myself in my 50s into labor market. I'm a casual man and with strong religion preference, which likely put me in incompatible with currency of job market. and I enjoy bounding with my vocation, site building and China democracy promotion. I love communicative web online. after nearly 2 weeks reckon of relocation, and after my accounting online at buxfer.com reminds me my debt actually under ¥80,000, just above 60,000, my sinking heart reignites with confidence to survive credit crisis with careful handling current situation without extra distractions. I don't need flee nor sacrifice of second job to retain my vocation and hobby which defines me out. I will live with my vested kingdom of China and its washed resources by CCP's over-exploit in recent decades. I bare hardness common Chinese bounded to after their sins following delusive communism. that's my choice upon my draining finance, as well as over stalemate PRC in eve of civil war it brought to worldwide beyond its capacity of manipulation.
God, dad, grant me legitimacy in my adoption on deficit. bring me peace and prosperous on the seashore I collecting colorful dreams and scenes. let's enjoy life as we did, and brighter future under the oath and Heaven.
it has been years since our 1st flight tour to hometown, central China. so when my kid brother invited me and my son to join lunar spring festival at their new house in southern China, I admit at once. the tour turns out full spectrum of a flight tour: speedy and accurate, sudden storm and day lone delay, hotel and boarding, etc. we also witness villas near my kid brother's house, well designed large residential community whose most inhabitants are migrates just earn well on the host land. my son ate less meals at his uncle's home, but I usually ate so full that my throat burning. my plan to ask my brother's loan help me alineate credit cards' deficit failed, for his business not so rosy, but we still gained near ￥2000 as the lunar holiday gift. its so nice a vacation that we don't know when the 2nd one descends. thx God, we don't count on.
woz 10 years birthday. ::yesterday is woz, my dearest son, birthday. I previously intended to linger in dorm which more and more accepted by me as my office. the morning is gloomy pale, after a sunny Sunday. I look forward the sun appears again in clouds to sunburn my wet bed clothes, but it doesn't till I gathered my son and ate his birthday cake I bought him, in his mom's house.God urged me to visit my son on his 10 years' birthday. I grouponed a cake from a likely startup. the cake manually made by a young lady her own in a simple and a bit messy shop but its delicious. my son carefully put on all his 10 candles before we made snapshot advised by his mom. they reportedly will travel to Taiwan with their school delegation in coming summer vacation. I suggested my son using my credit card to buy himself ￥500 or more valued products from the dear island. his mom previously asked if I aid my son's tour, I replied I don't have extra money, but this reply of credit card sufficed her, for she just in lack of foreign credit card. she likely even doesn't know what a visa card looks like. In last week I managed a lot to enable our life easier. I purchased new VPN for woz independently using against more insanely brutal surveillance in sinking tyrant PRC. my application for PSBC credit card, my 4th, got passed and the card due to reach me in this 2 weeks. to celebrate the credit, which likely my first VIP card with largest credit quotation so far in my title, I purchased my son, Hope of China, God of Universe, a dell chromebook with touch screen facilitate his workspace experience as a pupil. the old dell notebook a bit too heavy for him and mainly used as a fix game console and online TV top set. so many good news intensified my nerves and exhausted me in weekends. So I had to ask for absence during game time with my son. he fought alone bravely in weekends online battle field. I even felt dizzy overnight in dorm, after I first tried Japanese style wine from a Japanese cuisine restaurant in downtown we lunched Sunday before weekly shower. God, my life here graceful. I can improve my life in China with lead of America. China doesn't necessarily abused like a hell or pitfall of sins and freaks, we can make it better on our won. dad, God, pl allow my son quality learning space and living standard in my custody. grant us swift move among debt barriers. bring me sooner my Royal China to raise my children, future of China.woz in his 10 years old birthday with cake his dad brought him.
so many memories loads me frequently nowadays when I solely pray for my vested kingdom of China. the new land we destine to move in bond us together. but, God, doesn't I missed the golden years when we studied seat by seat in Nankai Univ, Tianjin? how I blind then when engaged with a doomed fantasy with a Chinese tall girl collegian whose name I never heard by herself. God, how I proud then in the classroom I assertive upon Asoh's notebook when she sit aside me! we belong to each other, since the day we introduced ourselves in the sinful master degree candidates classroom.
Asoh, now I nowhere to find u, but I know when time is ripe we will hand in hand, among our children. thx, dad, God, these moment inspires me to endure digging here and there on the web.