Monday, September 14, 2009

First day of first semester finals week, here in Korat.

Most of today was not particularly interesting. This morning I got up later than usual-- since, you know, I didn't have to go to school or anything. Chilled out in my room most of the morning. At like 10 or something my housekeeper taught me how to wash my underwear, finally. They wash all their underwear by hand here... it's pretty unneccesary, but whatever. Now I can wash my underwear. I wrote about lady-men in this blog, and then ate lunch. Finally at like 2:50 I decided to go to the supermarket and see if they had sea salt. I must have totally confused all the shopkeepers, because I left without saying where I was going (since Mama Sea wasn't in the room). I was in my school gym uniform, but then I walked in the direction of krang plaza. Curious. ;] Anyway, then I went in search of sea salt. It took me a few minutes to find, but they did have it! On the way out I just HAD to walk through the cookie aisle, and then I saw oreos, and couldn't resist, so I bought some of those.

I intentionally went to school early, I got there at about 3:10, so that I could use the internet. It's better than what I have at home, so yeah. The other exchange students slowly filtered in after about 4:15. At about 5 we went over to the basketball/volleyball court, which is where we go to meet our muay thai teacher. (We have class there too about half the time.) After a few minutes he had us all stretch a little, and then he had one of us on the punching bag, one on this crazy ball on bungee cords that you punch, one doing stuff with him, and then he had Alex and Dana kind of just doing this weird thing with eachother. We were doing all this in the basketball court, at the same time as a bunch of kids were playing volleyball there. One of them was a lady-man. I got put on the punching bag and started kicking it and kind of sucked. This lady-man came over and SHOWED ME UP. I was cracking up, sort of. He just walked over and started kicking it, and was like "okay?" He actually did the hand sign at some point. I was just like "Yeah! Okay! LOL" I love you, lady-man who kicks tons more ass than I do. The best part was that lady-men usually move with very effemenite movements, and he did, so he would prance up to the bag and sort of daintily kick it, but then the bag would go flying and it would make a very loud sound, so you would know that he hit it HARD. So impressive. Then later, while he was over playing volleyball, he noticed that Dana and Alex had sort of moved into the volleyball area, so he sort of asked them to move/moved them over away to the edges of the court. Of course, we are all slightly evil exchange students, so Dana and Alex decided to go over to him while they were doing their crazy muay thai thing, and follow him around for a bit. They went right up to him and he squeeled and ran away. They followed him a bit and exactly the same thing happened. He squeeled. It was amazing. While they were doing it I was just sitting there watching them, cracking up.

After muay thai I just went home. Mama Sea wasn't home when I got there, so I called her, and she didn't pick up for like 5 minutes. Yes, I was calling her for like 5 minutes straight. I wasn't about to sit there outside the house waiting for her to check her phone for missed calls. Finally she picked up and was like "Oh, wait for me in front of the store?" and I was like "... really?" But I did. Luckily, she seemed to have called her brother and after waiting in front of the store for like 5 or 10 minutes he came and let me in. I was like "THANK YOU." It's a good thing she called him, because even thought my shower was the first thing I did after I got in and went up to my room, she still got home when I was leaving the bathroom. That was a really long time. Anyway, I suppose she brought home dinner, which was friend rice. I have been getting a lot of that for dinner lately. But it's good, so oh well. After dinner I went back up to my room, munched on some oreos, and wrote this. Exciting.

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