Following the previous post, I am obliged to tell of the events of the past week. Other than being completely stressed out, I was able to eventually calm down and enjoy everything around me. During a dorm meeting, I stumbled upon a girl who happened to be standing near me. She looked to be foreign, so I asked where she was from. Luck of lucks! She was from China! And she spoke mandarin! Yes!!! I had found a way to practice my chinese, a skill I was afraid I would lose when leaving high school. As a result, I was introduced to the other international students. The other day, several of us went to Wal-Mart together. I even got to stop by Gamestop and get myself some ps2 games! 4 games for $40! Now all I need is a ps2. It was so strange being in a group of people who spoke a different language. It was hard for me to keep up, so I usually just zoned out and listened for words I understood. Every once in a while, they would all stop and stare at me, at which the boy, the main translator, told me they were talking about me. It was so incredibly... fun. I was the little white kid that got adopted into the asian family. My chinese basically sucks, but it gets better every day, now that I have the opportunity for real practice. Plus, none of them have ever had a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. Give and take, my friend.
Interacting with other people is really hard. I don't like getting to close to people, because the end result always seems to fail. But that aside, I am so happy here. I like the adventure, and being able to walk through the crowd without recognizing anyone. I can be whoever I want to be. Now... If only I could find John Smith...
Turns out there wasn't as much to say as I thought there was. Well. I'll just end it here, then. A bit of advice for those of you who walk on the dangerous side: its never to late to pick up quilting.
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