When I come around..

is one of the corniest titles ever stolen from a cheesy song...

I have this little black notebook which I tend to carry with me on travels to school or to places that don't have the word "school" in them. It's starting to accumulate random notes and drawings and starting to look like any one of the several drawing notebooks that I left in America.

Here are some notes from the past few weeks (drawings not included)

- Ian is totally my George from Grey's Anatomy, if this turns out to be true than who is my McDreamy?

- I was thinking about Denny from work today, that's sort of random, probably have been watching too much of Grey's season two...

- Benny texted me out of the blue to see if I was feeling better, with the way things have been sort of awkward between he and I, it was a nice gesture.

- To dance you need either rhythm or confidence, if you lack both please stay off the dance floor!

- This tea was most definitely made from dandelions...

- (because I was sick) I have a new Chinese haircut and a boy's voice....great, even more reason for them to call me "he."

- (still sick) For this cold I've had my fingers pricked, have been given strange flower tea, weird Chinese medicine and candy. I just want my voice back.

- I miss my voice in the worst way. A voice is one of those things that you don't miss until it's gone. I miss mine. It's useful. I can speak foreign languages with it. I can sing with it. I can mimic. Now it's missing and it blows.

- Why did Gavin bail on me and this driver again? So stupid. What if I had wanted to go somewhere too? Then I would have felt so bad for this guy because it's his job to wait for us for 2-3 hours until we get out of class. He could be doing other things. Not thoughtful.

- Kate Grundman can draw and there is an art store in Yantian. I want to do something this weekend. Fuck it, I want to do something tomorrow!

- Gavin's driver's driving is ridiculous.

- There are different classes and levels of friends amidst the foreign teachers. It's a bit strange sometimes but it will make sense to us. It's become a little cliquey but that's fine with me, it's like high school. I butterfly around now, like I did then. I can talk to anyone. Most of them know who I am and if they don't know my name they've at least talked to me. It's like my profile on here says "I'm impossible to forget but I'm hard to remember."

- One should never ever refer to me as "princess beauty" ever. Even if you're trying to impress me. Don't. Just. No.

- I got an arm workout on a 45 minute bus ride home the other evening. No literally, it was a workout that was ridiculous.

- Unnecessary rascism and the people that point it out

- Why is it that people are always hatin on the people that I like, what's up with that?

- Liz asked the question "why are we not friends?" .....we're not friends?

- I took a two hour nap after Chinese class yesterday. It was DIVINE.

- I'm currently reading the book "Stuff White People Like" and it makes me both frustrated, sad and laugh all at the same time. I'm also starting to realize how different I am from everyone else here. Well, maybe not everyone, but most.

This morning I walked by the boy track team as they were lined up on the field. As I passed right in front of the whole group I turn right at them and cocked my head. They laughed and greeted me with "Hellos" and "Good Mornings" and more laughter. I love making them laugh, if I can do that, my work is complete. These kids don't laugh enough, everyone at this school is strict with them, so if I can make a few jokes or get a few to crack up, I think that's half of my job right there.