During the opening ceremony of for the school year on October 1st (even though I've been teaching since the end of August, I don't get it...), Tyler-a new volunteer here-and I were sitting in the hot morning sun wearing ties and whispering to each other because we didn't understand the endless speeches in Vietnamese, and he said that he like the ( Read more... )

God, look at me, it's 5:30 a.m. and here I sit, taking pills to relieve the hangover I feel approaching and I still don't know why I woke up an hour before my alarm. I started drinking before 3 yesterday and continued until 11 and my head feels like it was run over by a truck. God, I hate my life sometimes.

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My apologies to those who may have received a late-night phone call from me. Apparently after a few Rolling Rocks and a healthy dose of second-hand "fumes," I thought it would be a good idea to share with my friends the wonderful show I was witnessing. I hope I didn't wake anyone. Tee hee ( Read more... )

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This may warrant some self-examination...


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The woman that I wrote about last time is still on my mind. Her name means "river of poems," but if you spell her given name without the tone markings you can read it as rabbit. I've always thought she was attractive, and it's been great hanging out with her and joking, learning occasional Vietnamese, and trying to discern her feelings from eyes ( Read more... )