Saturday, August 20, 2005

From the School
(This entry is pasted from my livejournal, which I updated yesterday.

Sorry, sometimes I forget I have an otaku account. :sweat)

I'm at the school. Posting anything from the school is always an adventure. For some reason the kids are thrilled with the speed of my typing. And since it's in English that makes me friggen brilliant.

I took an IQ test today online and did very poorly on it. Yep. Just thought everyone who didn't already know would like to hear that I still do math to save my life. I also don't know anything about American history.

Oh, how terrible.

When I first got to Taiwan, I found myself extremely depressed for the first few days. Dad told me that would go away, come back a few months later, and then fade again.

And he was right. I'm now waiting for the depression to fade. I have a few friends in Victoria who have completely dropped contact with me. One of whom I considered a very good friend of mine for a long time. Because of that, it's really sent me over. I really don't know what the problem is. I sent him an angry letter. Such rage I hold. Oh, such rage.

This morning I woke up half an hour later than I was supposed to. There was a glorious carnival act of me getting out of bed, tripping on most everything that was around the bed, hitting the floor, whining for about five minutes, and then running to the bathroom to get dressed. I have a great mess on the floor of my room, which is probably attributed to the fact that I know nobody will see it, and nobody will really care if I'm messy. This is depressing to me, because if Luke were here, I'd feel really bad about being a total slob. But I just don't care.

Anyway, after panicking, yanking a comb through my hair, spilling half a bottle of mouthwash down the sink and then going through a panicked search for my books, I realised it was actually 11:30 am, and not 12:30, and that I'd freaked out and destroyed many of my belongings for no reason.

I am as agile as the softest butterfly, and you know it.

The reason I say this random thing is because I have very little to report here. Somehow I thought I'd have lots to talk about when I was in Taiwan, but I usually don't. I sent a parcel home to Victoria yesterday- there are many letters inside, but I haven't written everyone back yet. Yesterday I ate pig's blood. After everyone insisted I'd love it, I realised I really don't, and they were wrong.

This makes me weary of the chicken's feet.

I ordered a coffee. On my own. In Chinese. And got what I actually wanted.

A crazy woman at the McDonalds yesterday from America asked me to join her church. I laughed and then realised she was serious. Felt pretty stupid afterwards.

Things are okay, if not passing quickly. I'm learning a lot, and the kids are learning too. I think things will be fine, even if I am a bit tired lately and homesick.

I'm looking forward to cold weather. Maybe then my face won't be oily all the time.

Dad, I got your postcard last week. Sorry I forgot to say so. Thank you so much.

Oh.. and I totally screwed up the cake, everyone. :( I'll write more about that, but not now. I gotta go home.

-Christine

Current Music: One of the kids is bashing a ball off her brother's head...

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