I really believe in astrology. I feel like there are certain things about myself, and how I interact with other people, that are explained by astrology. For example, there’s this: Izzy, Ashley, Ruby, me - Taurus, Scorpio, Virgo, Pisces. Then there’s my phuans (friends) here: Amaris, Gabe, Sam, me - Taurus, Scorpio, Virgo, Pisces. It also really strikes me that I can see similarities between my friends who share the same sign, particularly Virgos. The fact that Sam and Ruby (and Zack) share the same (what I would describe as) self-assuredness and ability to cope with situations, and they’re all Virgos, means something to me. I also have to say that Virgos are especially able to calm me down when I’m freaking out or whatever, and that makes me always want a Virgo in my life and feel lucky that I do.
Sometimes I get caught up in who I am at the moment, and forget about who I used to be and who I have ever been in the past.
Promise.
In my family, saying goodbye is always the most emotional experience. I hate goodbyes, and I hate not knowing when (if ever) you’ll see someone next. I just had my first goodbye, my friend Will from Oakland/Berkeley, who of all people that I’ve come to love here I am the most sure that I’ll see again soon. I’m so glad I met Will, and experienced his ability to make everyone feel good about themselves, and I can’t imagine this semester without him.
Tonight’s my last night in the BKK.
Last day of class at Thammasat University.
I woke up this morning tired and hungover. I sat through three hours of boredom and repetition, almost falling asleep twice. It was a balmy 100 degrees outside by noon. I ate the best pad Thai of my life at the school cafeteria. I avoided the Thai Studies office advisor, who is trying to make me pay 300 baht for a cooking class I didn’t want to go to. I wrote half of my final Thai dialogue with Amaris. I talked with Sam about what we’re doing with our last week of Bangkok. I bought a few plane tickets that I’d been putting off. In an hour, I’m going to dinner at a restaurant we went to our first week here, this time with new/good friends I hadn’t met by the last time we ate there.
I’m grateful for this day, and I’m sad to see it go.
Goodbye, EAP.
The past 3 weeks => I have been intoxicated 3/4 of the time, and I only remember 6/8 of the time. That’s 3/4, for all you non-math phuans.
Lifestyle - good or bad?
