Okay, so I had no idea that it had been a month since I wrote a post. So sorry. Things have been kind of crazy here because this week is the last week of the semester. That’s right you western school children, you heard me, the Chinese semester goes from the beginning of September to the end of January. You have already had your finals and winter break and now you are itching to get back to the routine, and I am STILL teaching. For four more days at least.
So, I am a little grumpy. Sorry.
In other news. I have been sick for three days. I vomited on Saturday, but don’t you worry I made it to the toilet. I taught that morning with a fever, came home, crashed, watched three movies, threw up, watched more TV. I don’t really remember Sunday, and then today I have made my couch my home, and I have been watching season five of Gilmore Girls all day. Nothing brings this sick girl comfort like snarky dialogue and pretty people saying it. I have decided that I need a real life situation in which I can say “But not as cute as Pushkin.” (And thank goodness for the three people on the planet that got any part of that reference.)
And now, I was going to tell you a funny yet horrifying story about a rat, but I will save it for next time because right now I feel like we need to have a little honesty between us.
I have had several of you (38) regular readers ask me “How are you really doing?” as if my blog does no supply you with that information. I realize that it does not, and upon further reflection I have decided that maybe it should.
I wanted this to be funny stories and silly little anecdotes about life abroad. But my day to day is not always funny, light-hearted, sorry-I-don’t-speak-Chinese, silly moments.
I know I am young, but this has been the hardest thing I have ever done. Here’s why.
1. I think I have made it no small secret that I don’t like teaching.
2. I am finding more and more that I also don’t really like being here either.
So, a girl doesn’t like her job or where she lives, I think she can become a little upset.
I am fighting through that right now, and I am attempting not to be miserable or annoying about it because I have six more months of life here. But that is how I am really doing. honestly.
Sorry I’m such a downer,