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the girl who goes to naxay ~ February 17, 2003 - 8:42 p.m. I'm cruisin', oh yes... I just feel so damn good. yeah, there's some funky stuff, blockages releasing, too much to do at work, but damn. my energy level is just so high. and today was my first full-on day teaching the fourth grade. it was good, it really was. I'm feeling pretty badass lately, like I can do damn near anything. there's frustrating bits too, like the lack of real resources to build a curriculum out of. you more or less have to scrape together your lessons as you go along. but it'll all come together. jumal (who is pakistani) asked me today why my skin looks different. I got a sunburn. I told him. his brow wrinkled up. why? I giggled. because when white people stay out in the sun for too long, we turn pink! he thought that was very strange. one of the little boys on the playground the other day was yelling I am farang! I am farang! I wondered if the farangs were the good guys or the bad guys in their game. by the way, it can be spelled either way, farang or falang. I'm going back to my original spelling just because. it's all about teaching and reiki and yoga and feeling good right now. I haven't been wildly social, and I think that's probably a good thing. being able to actually build a discipline for myself has been incredible. I don't want anything to knock me off track. I do take myself out to movies pretty frequently, though. there's a restaurant here called "saignam", and it kicks ass. they know what backpackers like. they have a big, comfy room that's all cushions on the floor and low tables, pillows everywhere, and a big movie screen. they show free movies every night, mostly american, and you can just lounge and chill. it's like being in someone's living room, except that people bring you food and drinks. there's vegetarian food, and it's pretty tasty. I dig it. so I've been going to saignam a few times a week. they're getting to know me there. in the ever-changing sea of faces, the occasional expat sticks out. you're marked as a resident when you've been around for more than a couple of weeks. the tuk-tuk drivers who hang out near saignam are starting to remember me, too. the girl who goes to naxay. oh, and that's how that's spelled. not nasai. learn something new every day.
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