Well I didn't cry last night. Even though I probably should have. Having no air conditioning is HORRIBLE! And the bed is as soft as a brick. That to me merits s more crying than some unknown emotion. Whatever. I'm in complete shock over the beds here. BRICK! I'm so sticky and grimey. Something that happens in a humid climate. There's never a dry moment. But I AM on campus finally. It's louder here for sure. And shared bathrooms is interesting. It's not terrible. It could be worse. At least I have a toilet to sit on. I've been hearing rumors of.... holes in the ground... ??? :S I slept all day yesterday... like an idiot! I keep giving in to my jet lag sleep. So needless to day it was a loooong night. It rained again. I like the rain. I especially like tropical rain that never stops.
I thought of a significant other last night. Whoever he is. Is it possible to miss someone you don't know yet? I feel like I miss him to my core. It's such a vivid emotion. I still pray every morning that I find my way to him. And we can be a family. I want a family so much right now. My own family. Is this what a biological clock feels like? I guess mine is severely over due. I've hated kids my whole life. But suddenly... I find things are changing this year. It all started when I started dreaming of giving birth.
It's raining today still from last night. I don't mind. But it probably means I'm staying on campus for lunch. And inevitably spending more money on it. And the Internet probably won't work. :(
Kru Rose comes to me at the beginning of class and whispers hello and good morning. I can't decide if he's genuinely impressed with me, if he's just being nice because I'm a girl, if he think I'm ridiculous, or if he's hitting on me... or what. In general the Thai instructors here are like a pack of wild hyenas. They sing in Thai and laugh and giggle in a giant pack before they spread out amongst us laughing. Probably laughing at us. I'm sure we look pretty comical.
Oatmeal here is made of real oats. It's AMAZING! I met Peter at the grill today. He sat and stared at me. Really stared. It was a little strange. I have no idea what he does here. But he's on staff here. I forgot about the nasty clip in my hair. But he was definitely not looking at the clip. He was staring at my face. Almost awkwardly. Peter is Thai. Don't be fooled by his name. He's like... the biggset Thai man I've ever seen. Not with his height, with his muscles.
I visited ChokChai today. And I showed him pictures from home. He was so fascinated. And he keeps saying "beautiful beautiful" to me. LOL And then I finally got the Internet to work!!!!
I thought of a significant other last night. Whoever he is. Is it possible to miss someone you don't know yet? I feel like I miss him to my core. It's such a vivid emotion. I still pray every morning that I find my way to him. And we can be a family. I want a family so much right now. My own family. Is this what a biological clock feels like? I guess mine is severely over due. I've hated kids my whole life. But suddenly... I find things are changing this year. It all started when I started dreaming of giving birth.
It's raining today still from last night. I don't mind. But it probably means I'm staying on campus for lunch. And inevitably spending more money on it. And the Internet probably won't work. :(
Kru Rose comes to me at the beginning of class and whispers hello and good morning. I can't decide if he's genuinely impressed with me, if he's just being nice because I'm a girl, if he think I'm ridiculous, or if he's hitting on me... or what. In general the Thai instructors here are like a pack of wild hyenas. They sing in Thai and laugh and giggle in a giant pack before they spread out amongst us laughing. Probably laughing at us. I'm sure we look pretty comical.
Oatmeal here is made of real oats. It's AMAZING! I met Peter at the grill today. He sat and stared at me. Really stared. It was a little strange. I have no idea what he does here. But he's on staff here. I forgot about the nasty clip in my hair. But he was definitely not looking at the clip. He was staring at my face. Almost awkwardly. Peter is Thai. Don't be fooled by his name. He's like... the biggset Thai man I've ever seen. Not with his height, with his muscles.
I visited ChokChai today. And I showed him pictures from home. He was so fascinated. And he keeps saying "beautiful beautiful" to me. LOL And then I finally got the Internet to work!!!!
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