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Life is roaring by, so fast I can barely believe it. Routine, + tons of work, have created a vortex of speeding time and events. Class remains an emotional roller coaster, but my class started getting together for study sessions after school, and those are totally helping out. I’ve also started using my family time to study, and although I would love to pay more attention to my host siblings, I do want to stay on point with class, and be able to start actually reading Thai. For some parts of studying, I also get to spent good time with my father, like today he taught me the names of the letters and what words they are associated with. (Each letter has a word association that uses it like Yah Yak – Yah being Y and Yak being a “spirit-being described as a giant vampire-fanged spirit.”

Today Rew asked me if I had fed Tom Yum, and I said Dawn Chow Gung Keen Lao” which I meant to be this morning, Gung ate already.” But actually ment “this morning I ate all of Gung”.

Afterschool, I went to Bah May Pens “house” which was mostly a restaurant. It was made of wood, tin, pastic, and tarps and the house part of it, was a back area with a couch, T.V. and curtain that I presume closed off a bedroom. It was connected to to a (garage-like) building with a pool table in it, and a store, and there were many booths around, (one that sold fried dough and milk – which May Pen comes home with everyday). There was a lot of chatting and socializing and gift giving between the neighbors, and it was cool to see the community. One guy, Rew described as “no good” because he “drank alcohol” and apparently he “liked me” which I was not too keen about, so I mostly just hung with Mae Pen while Rew attacked this guy (who provoked him by calling him gay) with first his plastic ninja sword-knife-boomarang and then with the plastic club-stick he bought at the nearby market.

There was a very nice looking gay bar across the street.

We rode a motorcycle home, My bag, then May Pen, the Rew then Me. It was so fun to race through the traffic, and see the mountains, and dilapidated buildings, and huge huge billboards, in the open air.



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