Friday, December 7, 2007

An Extra Treat for You.

Videos of the parade.
Enjoy my camera-quality videos.
No, I don't have a video-editing software, I'm sorry.
You'll have to put up with the raw footage. [smirk]

Part I of Chinese Golden Dragons:
http://myspacetv.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&videoid=23502540

Part II:
http://myspacetv.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&videoid=23506319

Chinese Dancing Nunchuck-Music-Making Guys:
http://myspacetv.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&videoid=23503066
MoniNeko

Chinese Dragon Things & Climbing Mountains

I'm in some of the Northern-most parts of Thailand, so we also have a LOT of Chinese people and ancestry here. Therefor, we have a lot of Chinese-themed stuff, as well as the second language here (first being Thai) is a half-half tie of Chinese and English.
So there was a big Chinese festival/holiday thing the other day/this week... guess what's happening.
That's right.
A HUGE parade [with dragons]!
There's even a festival, too.


P.S. - The King's birthday was on the 5th of December, same-same Father's Day. Father's Day will always be the birthday of the current King, and Mother's Day is always the same day as the Birthday of the Queen. Cool, eh?

Anyway, we have rides, games, LOTS of eating areas (what fair doesn't?), and even those old-fashioned freak shows where you give 'em a buck and go look at the miniature set-up booth. There are a couple people-ones, but the others are just like, giant snakes or something. I haven't gone into one... yet.

Then tomorrow at 10 PM at the fair, I'm in the catwalk with one change of clothes [two outfits]. One was a previously-made one, the other is one that I designed and had help getting it made. I can not truly say that I was the one who sewed it. No, my friend has done the majority of the work. Teacher says she's a lot faster, and we actually got the dress done in time for the show because of her help. She's proud of her work, and I definitely am as well. I mainly just did some cutting, pattern-making and a few stitches. The rest was all Mohny and teacher.
*I call her "teacher" because in Thailand we just call the teachers "Aijan," the equivalent to "Sensei" in Japanese, which also translates to "master." At first we will say "Aijan" then their name or their nickname, but then it's just shortened down for class.
Anyway, I have several pictures of the festival and parade on my Picasa, which can be viewed here:
http://picasaweb.google.co.th/gecko.on.the.wall/KingSBirthday

Then there was the huge mountain-plateau thing we climbed the other day in November as a large group of exchange students from all over.
That was really fun.
Not to mention excessively draining and freezing cold.
Pictures...
here.
http://picasaweb.google.co.th/gecko.on.the.wall/PhuKradung

The name of the "plateau" was Phu Kradung, largely misspelled English-wise EVERYWHERE on every souvenir. I mean, it's not in the English language, so it doesn't have an actual name in English, you know?
What do you know about plateaus? Yeah, yeah, flat on top. NOT TRUE. SO NOT TRUE. Plateaus are not perfectly flat like savanna land, okay? They are still hike-able (not just walk-able), and it gets very tiring. It's been giving the name: "Phu Kradung," because "phu" in Thai means "mountain" in English, but then the scientists, who think they're all so smart and such, call it a plateau. Ugh. I refuse to agree that it is flat on the top.

Oh yeah, we didn't have hot water at all. Not even warm water. Heh.

Anyway, it was an awesome trip. I hiked up with my friend Michelle. We would have gotten the Red Lantern award if we were in the Alaskan Sled Dog race. Or as she called it, "The Wooden Spoon Award." We took our time climbing up, as it WAS a 6 kilometer walk/hike up. The mountain/plateau/thing is vertically 1,288 meters tall. It took us 6 hours to get up, mainly because we were taking so many pictures. We had a lot of fun going up, though, too, unlike a lot of other people who rushed it. Then there was the 3 km walk to camp after the 6 km up.

We did the same coming down, but it only took us about 3 hours. A lot of the trip down contained rock sliding and jumping off of things [hoping you won't fall off the mountain in the process]. Then there was running... If you ran too fast at first going down, you wouldn't be able to stop for awhile. Which got rather dangerous if you ask me. So we stayed away from that. Michelle and I hiked down with our friend Diana from Taiwan.
Which now gives me an excuse to tell my grandparents that: "No, I'm not in Taiwan. I'm in Thailand." They tend to replace the countries every now and then... Anyway, Diana is from Taiwan, speaks a ton of mandarin, but barely speaks English at all. So Michelle and I talk to her with Thai, which Diana speaks amazingly, also. Diana and I share a few similarities together. She's a really cool person.

I have a cat on my lap cutting off my leg circulation while I'm writing this as mosquitoes feast on my feet and legs. I'm hoping I won't look like an asteroid tomorrow for the fashion show.

Monica

P.S. I would like to mention one of my other Thai friends at this point. His nickname is Boom, he's younger than me, about 15. He speaks English and a few other languages VERY fluently, and it's really crazy because I have to speak proper English with him or he has no idea what I'm saying. Lol.

Saturday, November 24, 2007

Whoops...

So... Guess what. It's come to my attention that my Picasa links that I have given you are on a Thai-based website.
Which is fine for me, because I'm getting used to it.... but maybe not you.
I didn't realize I was giving you Thai-language links. I'm sorry! If I purposely give you a Thai link, I'll tell you and then tell you how to navigate/do a mini-tour of the site.
For now... I should tell you that if you wish to click on a previous link to Picasa, simply change the ".co.th" to ".com" and it should work fine/should change the language to English.
Or you could just click here:
http://picasaweb.google.com/gecko.on.the.wall
Please update your bookmarks/favorites.
Thanks!

MoniNeko

P.S. - I leave for Phu Kradung in 10 or 15 minutes give or take 5-10 minutes. (It's Thai time... that's how it works around here). I'll be gone for a week. Feel free to drop a message, but don't expect any replies for a few days. Haha. Later!

Friday, November 23, 2007

Rice Cakes and Sideways Coffee Houses

Okay!
I updated Picasa again, check it out.

I have pictures of myself in a Thai dress, mainly taken for the fashion show purposes. My head looks swollen and fat, so be nice. *scowl*

Also, my fashion design teacher took me to the outskirts of town where a few shops sat against the road like a farm house in the country. Though this "farmhouse" was more like a tiny town composed of 5 one-story larger-sized houses on one side of the road. That's where we bought Thai silk (in the colors green and yellow-green) for the dress I'm currently making in Fashion Design class at Acshiwa. On our way there, we stopped at a gas station with a sideways "house." It turned out to be a coffee shop, and Aijan (same same like "sensei") and I bought some iced coffee for the mini-trip. Then we got passed by a truck with a red bull's head and red "eyes." (Chan mee loop kha. - I have pictures.) When we got there, we saw many things besides fabric; there was clothing, scarves , key chains, bracelets, bags; much like giant souvenir shops. Haha, I didn't go in, though. Anyway, in the same shop that we bought the fabric, Aijan and I saw a few scarves taken to our liking... she bought me one of them as a "Christmas gift," a fuzzy green one. I don't have a picture of it yet; I wasn't able to wear it today with my velvet-like shrug - the shrug was getting too fuzzy. *laughs*

We got back to Acshiwa and got to work on my dress; another student went out to buy some cloth-like interfacing... it's a weird mix of the two. It's lining, rather, but with iron-on sticky things. If you sew a lot, you'd know what I mean and how odd it is to find such things. Anyway, it was very nice and today I got my pieces cut out for the top and the skirt, and I got them all ironed and lined. [I have pictures.]

Link to Acshiwa pictures: http://picasaweb.google.co.th/gecko.on.the.wall/Acshiwa
When you look at them, you'll notice a Thai girl in a plaid, poncho-like shirt. That's my friend Tip. She rocks. :)

Kun-Pah introduced me to real rice cakes last night. They're very tasty, much unlike America's. [In "Random" section on my Picasa.]

You'll also find a picture or two of my Kun-Pah and Kun-Meh all dressed up, as well as the breakfast I made BY MYSELF!!! Oh my gosh. My egg looks mighty perfect, if I do say so myself.

Me with a Dunkin' Donuts bag... no need for explanation there.

You'll find out what a songtao really is if you look at the pictures!!! It's the weird truck-like thing with numbers.

You'll see a [pretty much finished] lunch with a mini hotdog sided with a drink of iced coffee. School lunches here are delicious. The portions are bigger than you think.

That's all the updates for now.

Oh, random pictures link: http://picasaweb.google.co.th/gecko.on.the.wall/CompletelyRandomPicturesFromThailand

MoniNeko

Sunday, November 18, 2007

Raisin Fried Rice

I recently just tried it, and I have to admit that's it pretty good.That's really not what it's called, either.It's actually named "American Fried Rice." It has no history of Americans actually cooking it, though. Rather, a chef [after seeing all the soldiers stationed in Thailand (this is 50 or so years ago)] decided that he'd make some fried rice that he believe Americans would like. It consists of no soy sauce; instead you use ketchup/catsup. Instead of oil, you'd use butter or margarine. Then he saw that a lot of the soldiers were eating raisins, so he stuck those in there, too. Then he heaped them onto a plate and put a miniature hot dog right next to the dish. Voila, American Fried Rice.There's a couple more steps to it, but you'll have to wait for me to come home and make it for you. [evil laughter]

More updates....Hmmm...... I believe I have mentioned of me being a model. I know it's tough to imagine me in high heels... I'm getting pretty decent at it!Oh and guess what.I designed a dress, and it has some Thai influence (mainly in the top). ...my teacher is helping me make so I can wear it in the catwalk. She likes my idea. How cool is that?! I'm going to be wearing a dress that I designed and made IN A FASHION SHOW!!! *screams*

I just made my first American Meal!!! Sticky Monkey Brains. Okay, it's not a meal, but still. It's American, and also goes under the name of Monkey Bread. They loved it, but because I'm in Asia [of course] people would eat one piece, say it's good, then say they can't eat any more because they'll get fat. *rolls her eyes* It's not like eating four small marble-sized biscuits covered in butter and sugar are going to make you 3x the size you are now. oh my gosh, 4 marble sized thingies... Oh well, my host grandmother was the only one who realized this, so she gobbled up the rest for me and had me offer a couple pieces to the guests and such. They liked it, but the same Asian result came up: uan. "Uan" means "fat" here, and it only means as an adjective. "Fat" as a noun here goes under a different name. So if you say "Mai chawp gin uan krup/kha," you're not saying "I don't like to eat fat," you're really saying :"I don't like to eat because it makes me fat." [mai=no, chawp=like, gin=eat, uan=fat(adj.)] I highly recommend, however, to not try and speak the Thai language when I write it in phonetics, though. You could be saying something else entirely. Please refer to my first couple Thailand blog entries as to why.

The following paragraph may contain some "nauseation" to the sensitive stomach. Readers have been warned.
I got my ears pierced yesterday at the mall!!! Yes, it was very sanitary. No, I didn't go to a "sokapok" (dirty) place. I went to a booth set up that I've bought earrings from before (and didn't turn my ears green). I bought a set of earrings that I believe are for sensitive skin (such as mine, and since I haven't had a problem with this brand, that's what I assume for now), and they sharpened the backs. ...they then proceeded to wipe everything down with alcohol again [they were already quite clean before], wiped my ear and their fingers [again]. Then they placed the earring on my ear... and pushed with their fingers until it popped through. Yes, it stung for the process, but to be rather honest, my ears haven't turned red at all since I've got them poked through with metal. Moei, my host sister, got hers done at the same place, and hasn't had any problems at all. She was the one who went with me yesterday to get them done.By the way, all the while she did the process, I watched her with the mirror she gave me.
OKOKOKOKOKOKOKOKOKOKOKOKOKOKOKOKOK

It's okay now, my sensitive-stomached readers. *giggles a little* All you need to know is that I got my second row of ear piercings done, finally. And I didn't pass out like the first time I got my ears pierced. (It's alright, you can call me a wuss and such, I don't mind.)

Oh, and yes it was okay for me to do so. I verified with Rotary already and such. Then after I got my ears pierced with my [host] sister Moei by my side, we went to eat a small bit of food, then walked around the mall. I bought one more set of earrings that were rather cute (one was a star and the other was a moon).

Afterwards, we went to the photo booth and had a little fun.Check it out. It was a special photo booth. We coule mess around with the pictures before we got them printed and paid for. So we had a little fun decorating our photos up.
http://picasaweb.google.co.th/gecko.on.the.wall/PhotoBoothWithMoei

There's a weird line in a couple of the photos, and I admit they're not of best quality, but that's only because they were snanned in to the computer. Then, of course, I updated and put more pictures in the "random" section. I will forever update "random." *grins* [6 new]
http://picasaweb.google.co.th/gecko.on.the.wall/CompletelyRandomPicturesFromThailand

Muahahaha.

Okay, I be going now. Later!

MoniNeko

P.S. I found the article online about me in the Galesburg newspaper. My mom supplied the link for me online while we were talking. It's a great article, and not just because it's about me. I like the writing style, especially the ending statement. That was kind of cool.
For those who didn't see it yet... I don't know how long it will be online, but here's the link to see it yourself.
http://www.galesburg.com/education/x1086977955

Saturday, November 10, 2007

Mini-Donuts and Photo Booths

Okay, guys. Guess what? Yes. Holly and I went to the photo booth the other day. It's different from American photo booths, but not by TOO much. Different [cloth] backgrounds/drapes, possible photo 'extras', a person to do the '1 2 3' thing... other than that, it's barely bigger than that American one.

And the photos are sticky. Yay.

We had fun, all-in-all.

Take a look:

http://picasaweb.google.co.th/gecko.on.the.wall/CompletelyRandomPicturesFromThailand/photo#5130818062951301234
Then we proceeded to get a donut and a few gifts for family, and I bought two watches. The first was cute but made my wrist smell badly metallic [I knew it would turn my wrist green or black], the other was the replacement for that one I just bought, which was a replacement for the one I lost. [I know what you are thinking. Be quiet.]

Today I got up and watched Moei bake some muffins, then went onto the computer and looked for different recipes, because the time to cook for my family is VERY VERY VERY soon, apparently.

I think I'll start little, like a breakfast. French toast, pancakes, one-eyed sailors, scrambled eggs, a few things simple like that.

Then later I'll cook them a bigger meal, like green bean casserole, chicken [I don't know how yet, probably marinated or crumble-topped], mashed potatoes and gravy, maybe soup [hopefully they have canned soup for my convenience...].

But then I found a picture of Monkey Brains, and I decided I'd do that first. Monkey Brains is another way of saying Monkey Bread... Yes, the delicious American favorite.

So I went and bought mini-Jello-mols, metal. I didn't see mini-bundts, and it made me sad, but I found mini-bundt-like-things with a very flat bubble on top instead of a dip. That'll work. If we don't have canned biscuits [which we probably will NOT], I found a recipe to make in advance for such a thing.

Yes, I know it was a wonderful idea. [wink]

I'm also going to teach myself how to make donuts. I've become so addicted to them here... I bought a couple normal-sized cutters, then a mini-one, which is OH-SO-Adorable. Seriously. It's like, an inch big in diameter, with a hole in it. How cute?! "You'll get fat." I've eaten like this for three months...

My meals: Morning: Fried egg with rice or cereal with milk. Each comes with fruit and a glass of water.

Lunch: Rice with vegetables, meat. Sometimes Pad Thai. Some fruit, maybe coffee. Water.

Supper: Same as lunch. Sometimes we eat Vietnamese, though.

Snacks: Bananas, Papaya, Yogurt, apples, Chinese fruit, donuts, jellies, marshmallow things, pocky, waffles, cookies.

The point is, I eat a LOT over here, now... and I lost 8 kilos since I've arrived.
That's about 12 pounds...

I love Thailand. I love Muay Thai. ...I love me...

Monica

Tuesday, November 6, 2007

No tengo una cuchara kha!

My Spanish, English and Thai is getting very baffling.
By the way, that means "I don't have a spoon" in Spanish, plus the "kha" in Thai that's just an ending that you slap on when you're a girl or a lady-boy.
I'm getting over my cold... yes, I had one. I didn't need to warn anybody though because at first sign of it, I started myself on Mucinex [Dear Lord, Thank for your kind gifts of Mucinex.]. I brought two bottles with, for those "just in case" things. I'm quite happy I did. I'm nearly over it now, and I'm not even done with the first bottle [yet]!
I highly recommend that if you go to Thailand, bring Mucinex. Otherwise you'll end up going to the Hospital [there's no "go to the doctor" here], get meds you DON'T NEED, don't get meds you DO NEED, and then not get a detailed "how to" and "what that's for" low-down on the meds you GET from the hospital.
So yes, I highly recommend you bring Mucinex.
Or something else that's just as strong.

To the spoon thing:
I went to Holly's host Rotary meeting tonight; we ended up serving Watchiporn's (Virginia's - another exchange student, but from Canada) Pumpkin Coconut Milk Soup stuff. When we were serving we ran out of spoons and I was going around saying "No tengo una cuchara kha," not really realizing I was speaking Spanish instead of English [or Thai], and adding a "kha" at the end. I mentally slapped myself on the head and said, "Mai mee spoon kha." Give me a break, I don't know what "spoon" in Thai is [yet]. I'm just glad these people knew what I was looking for [it really wasn't all that hard to figure out that I needed a freaking spoon due to the fact I was [randomly] holding a bowl of Pumpkin soup standing there like a confused idiot [BAKA!].
I again mentally slapped myself when I went to grab a napkin and thought to myself, "Hey, this hotel folds their [paper] napkins the same way my Rotary's hotel folds theirs." WHO notices this stuff? WHO?! Seriously. Krrai?!

Why yes, the cow is very white with dark white spots and is a pyro. Why yes, his spots all do look like hearts. What interesting perspectives, Apinya...

Got a couple new movies. One's a "horror" movie, but I think it will be quite, save the language... dung-like. That's good, though. I miss those American horror movies that end up turning dungy. They make me laugh. I also got Back to the Future [II and III]. Now all I need is the original, then I have a complete set!
If anybody wants a DVD, send me 3 bucks and payment for postage to send to you. That's the price of a new DVD here, without the case. If you want a newer movie, give me about... 4 bucks.
What black market? I'm talking about Tacos here... [shifty eyes]
No I won't send you guys, DVD's [for those who are [very much] baka people out there]. One, I don't want to waste the time converting American money to Baht just so I can buy YOUR DVD; not to mention I'd have to go shop stall to shop stall LOOKING for the DVD, let alone being in REAL voice [non-dub] and having [if needed] English subs. Then I have to get the envelope to mail the DVD, write your address and mine, take it to the post office and [finally] ship it. No, that takes up too much of my precious time. Now shoo, before I throw this small plastic bag at you.

Who thinks I should do a [test] video blog? RAISE YO' HANDS, HOMIEZ. [Please raise your hands, ladies and gentlemen.]
Or rather, comment. I can't see your hands, put them down. Write me a very very very brief comment of "I vote for video blogs," or "YES!", or even a simple "WHEE, CARROTS" will work.
Anything negative I will take as a "Heck no, don't do it."
...Apinya, you don't count.
...seriously. So keep your kau neo daam to yourself.......... [eats it all first] [*shifty eyes* gin gin gin]

So, anyway, good night, dear peoples all around the world [who are mainly below me, teehee].
*points to the ground and mocks you* "Stop pointing at me, it's rude!" "Stop it!"

Give me a break, I'm tired.

No, we don't have DST.
Now we are 13 hours ahead of you.

STOP ASKING!!!


Erm, please.

Oh yeah. I also got a donut today. Holly and I reflected upon the 90's [again during this exchange], and realized how old we felt and were. In just three year's time, we will be talking about something that happened two decades ago... Geez, I feel old.

Good night. =]

Monica

Thursday, November 1, 2007

Halloween Fairies

H to the A to the Double-L O Double-U Double-E N!!!
First off, my leg itches like nuts, and I thought you should know that.
Second, I did celebrate Halloween, and I had a blast doing so [even though it was raining]!

On the 27th my [host] father and sister [with Apinya (Holly) and I] went to Lotus. That's like a Super WalMart, but flipped so there's more food items than non-food items. A backwards Super Wally World... Anyway...
I found a stash of pumpkins and saw they were like 12 baht per kilo, which is about 35 cents per 2 pounds. The pumpkin ended up costing about 45 baht all together, meaning it weighed all of about 3 kilos/6.5 pounds. It really wasn't that big of a pumpkin. That's the biggest they had, too. Well, I was going to buy the pumpkin when Kun-Pah said "Mai Bpen Lai," and said he'd pay for it. Sweet. I got a pumpkin.

Two days later, I carved it. I don't know how I managed to carve such a decent-looking pumpkin with no tools but a giant knife [look at pictures, that's the smallest knife we own], but I did it, and I like it.
Yay for Jack Skellington.

Then on Halloween day [for me, rather; you were still in day before; ...farangs], I went to school with my wings on, hair up, and even applied liquid mascara [don't get all frenzied up. I didn't wear it how you're SUPPOSED TO [see pictures]. Haha, I made a moon that you can't tell for sure is a moon until I tell you... and some stars. Yes, I meant for the moon to be that way.
I also bought tons of candy while we went to Lotus [and got the pumpkin]. A few bags; one of chocolate candies, another of marsmallow candies, another of gummy cows, and a little plastic treasure chest of chocolate gold coins. Most of the candy was gone by the end of the school day, as I was handing them out to teachers and friends. That was fun.
I got a lot of pictures taken. ... Not just with my camera...
"Oh, Monthida!" [camera-phone snapshot]
"Thida! Look!" [camera-phone... movie? what?]
Then in the cafeteria... I thought I was stared at enough because I was farang... atleast half the cafeteria stared at me and smiled or something when I entered... for the first several minutes. I much prefer the looks/reactions by the people who aren't paying attention then all of a sudden I'm so close to them asking for a meal or a drink or something and they're like "OH!" and simply have their mouth turn statuistic with an obvious "Oh" mouth movement. [giggles]

Then we all piled to Holly's later and Watchi and I spent the night. You are correct, actually. We really barely slept at all. We stayed up watching Scrubs and Corner Gas. I guess it was our version of the [was-going-to-be-but-ended-up-not-being] Farang Halloween Party.

Why yes, it was fun. Until people started getting ill from candy over-dosing. Bleh.

Then this morning Watchi went with Holly to school to visit her classes. I went home, took a shower, ate breakfast, then went to school for my classes... Thank you, later-starting classes...


Yes, I am getting eaten alive right now just to tell you this story.

Yes, it does hurt. The mosquitos here are freaking huge, and so are their snouts! [phantom shivers].

Yes, Cake the cat is somewhat blocking my keyboard routes for my arms/wrists/hands.

Oh yeah, and Kun-Meh's birthday was the day before Halloween! I have her a bracelet that my real mother made [I picked out the color, teehee], and Kun-Meh seemed to really like it. Which is rather cool. Because she hugged me.

We went out to eat Thai style BBQ again. I love that place. Yumminess.

Pictures pictures pictures.

Thank you, Picasa!

Happy Halloween, too. I hope yours rocked. [hearts]

Monica

P.S. - Thought I'd clue you in... I've been chosen as one of the "grand finale" girls in the fashion show on December 8th. Dec. 8... the King's birthday. Big deal. Big event. I'm part of it... sweet.

My friend Tip [pronounced "Teep"] is a model... she's showing me how to do the catwalk... and in high heels. I know you just winced at me in high heels. Don't worry, I'll try not to fall or trip... or stumble and fall on myself... even though I *am* Monica... Me + heels = catastrophe, I know! BUT I MAY TURN OUT OTHERWISE... it's a possibility!

Monday, October 29, 2007

Coffee & Yogurt

Coffee & Yogurt. My two favorite food groups. The most I consume while in Thailand... that and "Moo Ping" which is actually "Grilled Pork." It's quite tasty. Or as the farang says on the famous Thai commercial [heh heh], "Very saeb."

I took a sip of my coffee and feel in the mood to write yet another blog while listening to James Bond music.

The other day I was in the complex and came across some rather intriguing sights.

Thai breakdancing. Yes. You head me. Breakdancing in a mall. It drew a rather large crowd. I didn't find out until later [when I got home] that the reason there were so many people in the mall that day was because there was supposedly a "superstar" there. I wonder if it was the hot Asian guy with the sunglasses who was watching Holly and me? Hmmm, I wonder. [Breakdancing pictures on Picasa, link below.]

I bought some nice, thick-soled Mary Janes with Velcro buckles. Rather cute. Under 8 bucks. I love my find.

My stupid purse broke. It's not worth the time and effort to fix it, modify it and keep it, so I'm taking what I want from it and making my own darned bag, one that's actually sturdy. Now you know why some stuff over here is so cheap. It's because it really is, well, cheap. But hey, I get some kitty-shaped zipper pull/charms now... and a [decent] bag strap. Good thing I got the stupid thing for a Salvation Army price! [Grunt-like laugh.]

I went to the park with Holly yesterday. Came across a man who was exercising in a lime green shirt and black pants. [On Picasa, link below.]

I also came across a ying yang on the ground. [On Picasa, link below.]

And a bridge that is big enough for a couple to walk comfortably across. [On Picasa.]

And a tiny doggie that was too cute to not take a picture of. [Picasa.]

Picasa link, here. http://picasaweb.google.com/gecko.on.the.wall

That's all for now.

Seriously.

Moni.

Friday, October 26, 2007

Thanks is in order.

To those of you who like the pictures portion of my blog:
Say your thanks to my sister as she is the one who has introduced me to the wonderful world of Picasa. I don't belive I've ever had something so simple and easy before. THANK YOU, VANESSA.
Seriously.
You just made my blogging jobs much easier and quicker [to points that lead me to belive I'm missing something].
The link to my photos from now on. Yes, I will mention it later in other posts, and maybe even direct the links more specificially per post [for the certain album, etc.].
For now, please check out the [few] photos I have on there already.
http://picasaweb.google.com/gecko.on.the.wall

Moni.

DySfunCTioNal PhiSH

Okay. So I visited my [second] host family's house the other day. We had a BBQ with ribs after the huge Rotary group tour to the different Buddhist temples.
Pretty cool.
The house was big, and it was off in the outskirts, near my athletic college, Wittayalai Palaat. WE HAVE GRASS. They have grass in their yard. How cool is that? When I look out my soon-to-be-bedroom's window, I SEE GRASS. I see... a yard, a field! I see GREEN things instead of concrete and cement. Do you have any idea what I mean? I miss grass, end of story.
Oh, and my bed is bigger. I think comfier, too. Yet the room is smaller. No big deal.
They have a pet dog, and two fish in a tank. When I met the fish, it was a very interesting experience. You see, they're supposed to be those goldfish things that grow up to 1, 2 inches maximum, you know? One of them was normal. The other... well, his stomach was so full of fat that it ended floating upside down [fat buoyancy is better than muscle], and a good 4 or 5 inches big. The other fish? Normal SIZED, I correct myself. It had a string of poo trailing after it like a bride's train on the back of her wedding dress. It was 3 inches, bare minimum. All the fat fish could do was blub and chill out upside down, occasionally flap its utterly useless fins. I almost felt sorry for it. Nonetheless. We not only have a house and 3 cars, we have a rolly-gate thing, and another building, not attached to the house, but just outside; it's mainly for karaoke and computer usage. We still have a couple computers in the house for use, however, so I won't have to go outside whenever I want to check my e-mail, don't worry.

Today was fireworks day.
Holly's dad and herself took me to the park/lake thing, and we shot off some [would-be-il]legal [in America] fireworks, several sets of sparklers [I have a blister the size of Dolly Parton's... on my right foot near my second toe], and those [obvy] poppers/thingies. There were a couple [tribute-type] bands playing in the background. I applaud them for knowing My Chemical Romance, but they should learn English, and memorize the English lyrics before singing the song "I'm Not Okay [I promise]"... in English.
Then there was a band that sounded like Silverstein, but Thai version. If only I knew the name of them. I kind of liked them!
Then, of course, the hot punk Asian boys [ cough cough ] were playing amongst each other with fireworks, shooting them at each other, freaking out when anything went off by them [even if they are the ones who lit the dang thing]. Holly and I laughed at their cute-ness and stupidity. They soon realized, saw us. We knew they liked us, not to be full of ego. I looked at them, and all of a sudden ALL OF THEIR HEADS [from being all looking at us] turned away instantaneously. This happened several times. Then we'd giggle or laugh at the poor whipping-boy [the main target, apparently one of the 'leaders'], and smiles would spread across their faces. I almost felt bad for the guy who was always on his CELL PHONE.

A guy hopped down the flat, wide stairs on the back wheel of his bike. Holly and I joked that if he did that just a couple times, he'd hop right into the lake. [sploosh]

I found a top hat! ...but the guy wanted 390 baht for it. [About 12 bucks]. Over here, that's expensive. I'll keep looking.

This makes me want to post of list of "You know you've been in Thailand for awhile when..." sayings... hehehe, let me do that and eat my darned delicious dried pineapple I bought at the "festival."

- Splashing out $6 for a meal is extravagant.
- A weekend on a tropical island is only a few hours away.
- $9 per night is a reasonable price for a double room with en-suite bathroom (basic as it may be). [ If anyone wants to come visit me, let me book the hotel on this end. ]
- Everyone you know owns at least one yellow shirt.
- In the morning, you don't need to stick your head outside to decide what to wear. You don't even need look out the window to decide what to wear. In fact, you don't need to wake up to decide what to wear.
- You're beginning to understand the notion of “Thai time”, meaning don't expect anything to be done by the time you expect it.
- You had fried rice for breakfast, lunch and dinner, and there's nothing odd about that.
- You debate whether $15 is too much to pay for a pair of shoes.
- Playing “spot the ladyboy” is a fun way to pass time. In school.
- When you see other farangs in your neighbourhood you assume they're either teachers or lost.
- You feel superior to backpackers.
- You catch yourself saying “My birthday five December, same-same like King”. And in fact generally speaking in a Thai accent.
- You use the term "same-same" a lot in English speech now.
- Seeing a family of four and their dog all piled on a moped doesn't surprise you.
- You do your shopping in the market, not Super WalMart [or] Target.
- You have seriously adjusted your notion of what constitutes "really good English."
- You understand why 555 is the new LOL.
- You know how to respond when someone asks "poot thai dai mai?", "bai nai?" or "hew mai?"
- There's condensation on the *outside* of your office window, and in the winter it's a relief to get *out* to the warmth!
- The word "soi dog" does not make you think of a vegetarian BBQ.
- You recognize the above term is actually ISAAN!!!
- You know that the big "stuffed omelet" sitting before you is actually Pad Thai Haw Khai. [Pad Thai (noodles, sauce, stuff) wrapped in a giant fried, flat egg.]
- You occasionally hum the tune of Channel 3 which is actually on channel 4.


That reminds me.
Winter is coming up for Thailand just as well as America.
Yes, it will get colder.
Yes, it is possible.
Yes, I'm telling the truth.
In fact, it's quite EASY to find hoodies, hooded sweatshirts and such ANYWHERE for the same price as a tank top or T-Shirt.
It's really not so much day weather that changes. Mainly just night and morning, and it gets in the low 16-18 C's.
In case you're wondering, it gets chilly with my air conditioner set on 24 C.
Nonetheless! I have a couple new hoodies, so I'm good. One was bought in the guy section [go figure]. I love it, though.

I believe it is possible for it to snow. I'll test that theory at the next Rotary meeting. I believe that's the best area with temperatures as such to be able to HOLD snow.
Maybe I'll just dump my ice water on the table and see how long the ice stays frozen.

I have three pineapple chunks left. Wait, make that two. [chew chew, gulp]

I'm loving school! I'm also loving the 3rd "Yeep Haa" [sewing] teacher that I met. She's funny, and fun to hang around with. I think I found my 'hideaway' in school when I get bored, or have a few hours in between, before or after classes. I can sew for the nuts of it, and she said she'd even help me sew a few designs I've come up with. My stay here has shown me I like to draw out new fashions. So, I now have a sketchbook for just that, fashion designing. People like to sift through and look at my drawings, and I'm making them bigger. Who knows, I may come back and want to do that. I don't know yet. If I do, I know the name for my brand already. I'm not saying it aloud, so no one can steal it. I love the brand name I have in mind! If I don't go into fashion, however, maybe even food or something of the sort, the same name is possible. I'm loving this brand name...

I have received the coolest card yet. No only did my amazing grandmother go through trouble cutting out pictures and putting them on a very cute [kitty] card for me, but she did it with her left hand, being her right one is currently wrapped up. She complains her writing is horrible with her left hand. I see no difference, I can barely read it either way. [laughs] I managed, though. My host family got a kick out of the whole tradition thing. I laughed aloud thinking [before I had opened it] that she'd have stuck in 2 dollars like she usually does. I tried correcting myself thinking Grandma would realize I wouldn't be able to use them here.

I opened the tape-sealed envelope, that had Star Wars and comic book stamps on it, to take out the Halloween-themed envelope. I then proceed to grab the shears from the basket that host grandmother so oftenly uses in front of the TV to cut open the envelope holding the card. Why did she seal it?! Oh well. I pulled the card out to "aww" at the cute kitty on the card. I opened the card.

Two US Dollars made themselves quite obvious against the large white sheet of paper that was covered in, well, scribbles. I couldn't tell it was writing at the moment when I was busy laughing. I'm not trading them for Baht. This moment is to keep. I read the note [without any trouble, I'm used to her handwriting], and looked at the card and envelope again. I nearly cried, to be honest, but I wouldn't have minded if I did. I cried when I got my first package. Not out of homesickness, but the thought and what was inside it.

One pineapple chunk left.

22 minutes after 24 hundred hours.

I'm half-half thinking in Thai time and US time.

Weird.

Yes, I'm thinking about getting up tomorrow... but do you honestly think I could sleep with fireworks still going off all over town? Pffft, I'd rather write a huge blog and tell you bunch of stuff.

I have a new plan, by the way. I will no longer post links to pictures on my blog. I will give you a link to my new photo account on a website that my sister has shown me. It's much easier on my end, and to be rather frank... that's all that matters.

I'm not getting any comments from ANYBODY anymore! Please, feel free to comment on my blogs! I love to get feedback from my friends and family. What do you think?

Cake has been sleeping on my bed the past couple of days all through the night without waking me up. Her cute-ness comes around me all the time. She's like my shadow. I love her.

The bag I bought is already breaking. Stupid fake things. I refuse to repair it, reinforce it and modify it so I like it. I say, simply, mai bpen lai. [never mind, no problem]
I shall make my own. That way, I know it's durable, I know exactly how to fix things... and I'll use the stuff from my [crappy] old bag on my new one. I bought a small patch of fabric that's so small it could be used as a bandanna around a cat's neck [yes, I did put it on Cake to prove myself correct, and it was highly adorable and fashionable]. It's white, with black paw prints on it. I have a hole in my backpack, a rather large one that you easily slide a water bottle in the bag while it's zipped. So yeah, I need to patch it up. So yeah, I bought a patch of fabric... that was supposed to be a handkerchief, I think?

I have [most] gifts bought. I need to put together one in particular, but I have exactly what I want to mail to everyone. Now I'm going to work on cards. That's a stop for tomorrow: B2S [Books, Stationary, Music, etc.].

[yawn]
I need [want] to go to the Complex with Holly Bolly tomorrow. Don't tell her I just called her that.

The other day I went shopping for myself, however.
I bought shirts! I bought a nice-looking, flattering shirt at a rather expensive store [it would have been expensive save for the half off everything in the store sale], along with a couple of other shirts that I liked and liked me in return. All I'm looking for for myself now is a top hat. Yes, I'm still looking. Yes, I will wear it casually sometimes. [Other times I'll be wearing my school outfit. Heaven knows nothing matches that thing.]

You know you [live] in Thailand when you no longer think your school uniform is as cute as what you thought it would be [when you have to wear it every day].

Signing off for now. I think that's good enough. No, I won't give you my picture link.

Make me.

Okay, truth be told... nothing's on there yet. Remember, no photo software? Bleh.

Oh well. Good night for me.

Monica

P.S... No more pineapple...

Saturday, October 20, 2007

New School Schedule!

School started up again.
For those of you who didn't know, I haven't had school these past few weeks [if you don't count Muay Thai (M-F @ 5-7 PM) and Fan Dap(Swords, Mondays @ 1-4 PM)]. It was end of term, so no school.
I went back to Aswhiwa [http://www.udvc.ac.th/] on Tuesday in the morning. Unfortunately, when I set my alarm time, I didn't activate the alarm. I woke up naturally about 8 AM, and got to school on time [I don't have class until later anyway, I could have arrived at lunch and be on time]. For those of you going to the site right now, near this particular posting date, you'll find a picture of a jar of some weird substance. That's Pad Thai sauce. On Tuesday, Apinya and I 'tasted' Pad Thai for the school, the students made it with this sauce. It wasn't that bad, actually. Now they're selling a few jars in the cafeteria [a.k.a. "The Canteen"].

I love my new schedule. I really do. Unlike before, I don't have any classes involving me sewing leaves together that dry up by the end of the day, or classes arranging flowers [which I've done since I was little thanks to meh mommy]. I already know how to arrange flowers, I can take another class for something new. The leaves class showed me I really do have a case of clastrophobia; same thing over and over, little room, long periods of time. No, I will not become a factory worker. If you think I'm insane now... [shivers]

Moving on. My class schedule is leisurely and totally me.
Monday. Art class. What time, Monica? After I usually wake up. It begins at 11:00 AM and goes until noon. Then what? I go home. End of the school day for me. Yes, enjoy your wide-eyed-ness. It's about to get better.
Tuesday. Thai cooking class. Time. 8 AM until noon. Then starting after December 15th, I have massage club. I don't know of the times yet, though. End of school.
Wednesday. Sewing @ 9 AM until noon. Lunch. Souvenir making [tons of fun, trust me] @ 1 - 4 PM.
Thursday. Souvenir class @ 9 AM until noon. Lunch. Sewing @ 1 - 4 PM. [Pretty much a flip of Wednesday.]

Friday. Art @ 2 - 4 PM.

Doesn't my class schedule rock your bum? Seriously, man. You have got to love it. Don't forget though: every Monday I have Fan Dap [swords] at 1 PM at Wiitayalai Palaat [Athletics College], and every M-F [except some Thursdays for Rotary] at 5-7 PM I have Muay Thai. Yes, I love my classes.

Ah, then there's my cell phone. It's a little fancier than the one I have in America, really. It has more light settings than my camera [which I need to buy duck tape for, please remind me], can make movies, can ZOOM, has a flash, plays movies, shows pictures, has a paint game, has a few addicting games, has an INFARED TRANSFER SYSTEM - much like our old-school gameboys, for transferring the files you wish to another phone. A computer set-up CD and a memory card for the phone. OH YEAH... and it plays music and came with a pair of headphones/headset for the phone, too. You know that commercial where the guy is dancing listening to his phone then there's a call, the music is put on pause, then when he's done talking, the song plays from where it left off? My phone does that. It has speaker phone, but I have yet to figure out how to work it. It has a front and sub LCD screen. The sub LCD will show a picture of the person who's calling if you take a picture of them [or put it on the card from the computer]. No plans, just buy a phone card, put the number from the card into the phone, send the free SMS to the phone thing, and it banks the Baht into the phone for minutes and text message usages. There's no such thing as overage charges; you just run out of baht, the phone hangs up, you buy another baht card. It's quite lovely, really. I don't know why America doesn't have these things.

In my case, I can give you my cell number, because it will only cost you. [evil laughter].
083-326-4320

I have recently become addicted to a very healthy... drug. Strawberry yogurt.
In America, I hated yogurt and I have no idea why. Over here, I just can't get enough of it. It's the only way to get non-frozen GOOD-TASTING strawberries [There's whole strawberries in here! Squee!], and a delicimous taste. We are usually stocked for my strawberry yogurt needs. We have temporarily run out of milk, however, so I can't eat my corn flakes. [sob]

*takes a bite of her yogurt*

My measurements have visibly gone down, which I am thankful for. Even before Muay Thai, I have lost about 6 - 8 pounds since my arrival. [Yet I have been eating more, how is that possible?] Now I'm taking Muay Thai, and I'm the closest to a flat tummy than I have been since Junior High, maybe before. I wrote down my measurements in a notebook of mine on the 15th, and I'm not going to measure myself again [unless I need to for sewing class] until I leave. Except my weight; I will keep weighing myself. Then again, weight measurements will become rather useless as I proceed to take Muay Thai; you lose weight, then HOPEFULLY you'll gain weight back due to muscle mass. So I wonder how that's going to work out? Oh well. No, I will not become an Olga.

Host grandfather has been in the hospital's ICU for a little while, but he has been transferred to another building, another wing now. He's doing a lot better.

I have recently figured out there's a guy in my Muay Thai class whom I believe likes me... He's cute on my beliefs, and I giggle when I'm around him. Then of course, nearly every day when we work out, he takes his shirt off, because all the guys in the class do that... [cough] what?

I haven't gotten sick [yet]!!! Yay! I've had the occasional tummy mishaps [just nausea feelings that go away after a few hours] due to odd foods. The day I tasted somtam was probably the worst day I've felt icky. Except in the case of muscle pains. I wasn't able to climb in and out of bed without a painful stomache the first couple weeks of Muay Thai. Yes, Muay Thai is challenging. My body loves it, though, and it's a heck of a lot of fun. [except the 1.5 mile run before each class, which will soon become 2 and 3 miles]. Good news though... my minor asthmaticness is [I believe] getting better already. When I started, I could barely do half a lap of jogging without stopping so I wouldn't hyperventilate. Now I jog a full lap, and some extra [somewhat comfortably] without the need to stop. I'm quite proud of myself for being able to do this.

I really don't know what else to put in here...

I'm sewing a kimono bathrobe right now with velvet... turned out to be less than 15 bucks to make. I couldn't find terrycloth... I'll probably make a more bathrobe-like kimono-styled bathrobe later, when I find the right fabric. I have yet to find such stuff. If I cannot, I will use silk.

Oh! I have pictures.

My Rotary Club took me on a tour with the rest of them to different Buddhist temples. Unfortunately, the program I have been using to resize the pictures is no longer on our computer, so when I get a new one on, I'll upload the pictures.

Until then, see ya later!

Oh yeah, and Cake is napping right next to me. She asked me to say "meow" for her.

Monica.

Saturday, September 29, 2007

Hongnam [Bathroom] Confusement

Alright, girls, this goes out to you, mainly. You, and the men that have to do more than use the urinals.

You see, there are these things called "squatters" in Thailand. Simply put, they are bowls in or on the ground with wings on the side for your feet. You stand on the foot holders and straddle the bowl. You squat. You attempt to aim your duties into the procelein bowl on the floor that resembles a ery flat, backless toilet in America.

After taking care of your business (hopefully without missing), you reach to the toilet paper holder that your mind tricks you into believing ACTUALLY HAS toilet paper for use. Good luck finding toilet paper in a pblic restroom anywhere. Buy some and carry it with you. I recommend buying those purse-sized tissue packages; they're much less embarassing when people look in your bag(s). Trust me, they will look.

Then you look around for the flush handle. You won't find one on a squatter. You use the tupperware bowl in that little "kiddie pool" next to the toilet, fill it with water, and pour it into the bowl until your mess is down the drain.

Also, get used to air-drying your hands after washing them. Bathrooms tend to lack paper towels or air dryers, and starch-sewn skirts will not, I repeat NOT, dry your hands. I have only once come across a bathroom with toilet paper and hand dryers. I'll be amazed if I find another.
Then there's the home/business bathrooms. Don't be surprised to find a shower head sticking right in the middle of the wall. No bathtubs or closed-off rooms for showers, just... a shower head (or you can use the buckets an pails of water next to you to shower). The water is not warm, but you get used to it rather quickly.

Mosquitos will always be in the bathroom. I advise killing most to all of them when you first go in. Otherwise, you'll get pricked and leeched on while you're rinsing the shampoo and conditioner from your hair with difficulty.

Oh, and don't ask what that little spray hose is that's connected to the toilet.

Monica.

Thailand Rules... Strike that... Thailand Suggestions of the Road

The Kings and Queens of parallel parking. Thailand's double-decker charter bus drivers are probably the best drivers in the world. Not kidding. They can take those monsters through narrow alleys, around dime-sized corners, and eve narrowly fit them between 2 cars and a moped on a 2-lane highway.

Same goes for cars. If you think your car can fit between that car on the left and the moped on the right on that one-lane road, go for it. You'll succeed with inches to spare.
"There's a speed limit? Where's the sign? I didn't know that. No one told me anything about a speed limit. Wait, what is a speed limit?"

Then you have the drivers of cars that just like the sound of their horn. ou'll be passenger-riding in the car down a completely vacant road or highway, not a single pedestrian even on the sidewalk. Suddenly, a loud honk emits from your car, caused by the driver's hand on the middle of the steering wheel. Congratulations, your driver has honked at the air.


Moni.

Thursday, September 27, 2007

Spork It Up

I totally forgot to mention the insanely awesome add-in into my package. Someone randomly stuck a spork in my care package, and it now sits on the top shelf (chest height) so I can see it nearly every day. All of the spork and its awesome-ness.
Thought I'd *so* let you know.
Yeah.
Spork it up.

Moni

Pimp My 'Ped

Thailand is like Italy when it comes to mopeds. They're everywhere. Even if you don't own a car, you own a moped. When you turn 16, you can [legally] drive a moped; when you turn 18, you can [legally] drive a car (considered more responsible at that age).

You know how the American highschool parking lot is full of cars? In the highschools here, the parking lots are full of mopeds. Even college and university campus parking lots are more full of mopeds than cars. I guess it's more comfortable beacuse they take up less room.

Seriously, though, so much for "Pimp My Ride" over here. No one would care, because barely anyone over here drive s a car anyway except for the elders. Unless you want to have that show over here, be my guest; but you're going to get a bunch of giddy grandmothers and middle-age-crisised grandfathers who wear hats off to the side and shakily say "Whazzup, homie?"

So slap on some under-glow led lights, blinkies (I know my dad just got excited), stereo systems, bouncing shock absorbers, and pimp out a moped instead. That would be more fun[ny] anyway.

Monica.

Edit: Not that I don't like those "hip" grandfathers - I love them, but they'd be your only audience.

Not the American Band-Aid


I had fixed my hair and put on my skirt. First day of Ashiwa.

I slid on my black, baby-doll shoes and slipped on my black and white beaded bracelet I got in America. I left for school with a banana in hand and a stomach full of egg-over-rice. I was ready.

Or so I thought.

Holly and I met up at her house and boarded the bus to go to school. No big deal. I gave my 7 Baht to the money-collector person and stood there [the bus was full]. No worries, I can stand.

The bus arrived at our stop, and Holly told me when. We jumped off the bus and started walking along the concrete sidewalk to our school. I started walking into the entrance of where I thought was Ashiwa, only to get my shirt collar pulled backwards by Holly to turn me around straight back on the sidewalk. "Unless you attend grade school, keep walking." She said.

That was only the beginning.

We had walked over the road to the school where people were gathered in front for announcements. We stepped in line with the rest of the people [whom were now staring at the new 'farang' (me; it means foreigner)], only to get myself dragged up in front of the entire group to the side of the flagpole stand/stage thingie. First day. "The word 'majak' means 'from.'" Mr. Warawit, my Kanchanaphisek director, just told me.

"Oh, Sahwatdee-kha, Kun-Pah!" I wai'd to my host dad. Wait, what?!

"Ready?" He asked me.

"What? For what?" I'm confused.

"Speech." He replied, then looked back at the person speaking to the 3,000-person student body.

One thing you should know about me: I don't do well with speeches, and I've never given one to such a large group of people before.

Holly had been shown the way up to the stage as well, for she just walked on top as the speaker ended her speech and motioned me forward up the concrete stairs. I climbed them hesitantly thinking over what to say in my mind. It was blank.

Nonetheless, my feet had found the spot at the podium rather well.


It went alright, but I didn't say a whole lot. I didn't know what to say, you know? I simply said in Thai, "Hello. My name is Monica in America. Here it is Monthida, or nickname Thida. I'm from America." That's all I said. I had no idea what else to say! I guess that speech was rather lame, especially because I could speak longer in Thai, but didn't. Oh well.

I was shown around campus by Holly, then we went to class. My heels hurt. There was no teacher, so we then proceeded to go to 7-11 to eat, where I also bought heel pads for my feet. We then went back home on the yellow bus.

When we arrived home, I noticed my shoes had worn into my feet. I now had slight cuts where my shoes have rubbed against the sides of my feet and heel, and it stung.

I went to Holly's the next day, and realized I had left my flip flops there. I think I'll be using those today. My shoes still hurt against my feet, so I think I should let them heal over.

Holly's aunt thought otherwise, and gave me two band aids. I gratefully put them on over where it hurt most, and left my flip flops at Holly's thinking I'd be alright.

I came home. My band-aids sort of rolled up on themselves (you know how annoying that is) and were sticking to my shoes, so I decided to take them off.

I grabbed the falling-off edge and starting pulling slowly, only to notice my skin was going with it. I stared at my foot. How could this happen to me? I whined. Holly laughed. I tried again, this time pulling the other one off. Instead, "OW! My skin!" I started freaking out a little, then devised the childhood plan. One rapid rip. I gripped the edge roughly, ready to kill. I tore it off my already sore foot and let out a small squeal-shriek that only people next to me would be able to hear. I looked at the "healing", torturous, medicated device. Little blood, no medication left, some skin. WHAT?! I looked at my foot. The protector has stolen my skin! THIEF! "OW!" I cradled my sore foot, preparing to detach the other leech. My fingers once again clenched to the sides, and tore. Another scream-like squeal emitted from my agape mouth as my skin once again surrendered to the zombie band-aid that eats flesh like a Thanksgiving Turkey Dinner.

Atleast they were now gone, however. Apparently I won't be using those things again, unless it's a more serious wound [which I should go to the hospital for instead]. I think my scrapes got worse since I put them on in the first place, but I don't know for sure.

I remember back in America; the band-aids there protected from infection and helped heal the sore beneath it. I guess these weren't your American band-aids.



Monica.

My hair... it is straight! [More pictures.]

YES! Low and behold, the dry wavy curly mass that was on my head, is now straight! [cheers] My hair now billows in the wind [yay]. It gets in my food sometimes [not really yay], but nonetheless, it is long and it is pretty.

The best part: it made my hair LESS damaged. Wait, how? "Chemically straightening/rebonding your hair is very violent on your hair." Yeah, right. If that's so true, then why is my hair healthier looking, eh? Anyway, I love it. Then it started looking bland, so I got highlights. Now I love my hair more than ever.

PICTURES! Yes, I have pictures of the process. [Oops, I forgot a 'done' picture! Haha...]
Picture 1
Picture 2
Picture 3
Picture 4

Next.

I thought mom would like this picture, because I know she likes angels and is proud of me being over here.
Thai Angels

Then...
Holly made desserts!
Awww, look at them! All cute in their dessert-way. Check out the pumpkin one!

Last.
Getting my hair highlighted... with alien technology?!
THEY BE EATIN' MY BRAINZ.

The other day, Holly, Virginia, Dan and I went bowling at the mall [on the fourth floor]. It was a ton of fun, and we ate some eggrolls, too. I finally made it over 80 [I'm bad, so what], while Holly complains she only got 107. She did better than all four of us! [evil eye squinch] However! We all had a TON of fun, then we proceeded to the escalator. When we reached the bottom, the three girls [inc. me] decide to go to the photo shops and get a mini-series of "professional" pictures taken!!! I'm thinking about how expensive it will be, while the other two are primping themselves, reading for the pictures. I ask the prices and find out: you don't pay for the sittings or number of poses you take pictures with. You only pay for the pictures you want to purchase when you are completely done [the ordered pictures]. Even still, the pictures alone cost cheap anyway. After the shoots, we paid ahead for the pictures and got a 'holding' ticket so when we came back the next day [or sometime soon], we could pick them up. Low and behold, the next day, we came and picked them up. These are how they turned out [they're much better as the pictures themselves - the scans don't do them justice].

...and if you look over there...
Haha, squish.

Don't blame me, the monkey started it!
Er... uncaptionable?
Giraffe pose.
Group shot.

Circle.
The hat tip.
The pile.
All I can say is, "Yo."
Pillow fight! [the room is absorbed in my malicious laughter - Muahaha!!!]
*snore*

Okay. I'm done for now with picturesss.

Except, I did hold this picture off for awhile. I didn't know where to put it. This picture was taken quite awhile ago, when I was in Kanchanaphisek. I asked Pi-Wi to take it for me because I thought my mother would be a little surprised... I'm pinning the tableskirt to the table. I then adjusted the pins in the other side [that Pi-Wi put in] so people wouldn't stab themselves with pins when they lifted their legs up [she had put them vertically, point down. I adjusted them so the pins were horizontal]. So this picture is mainly a "for mom" picture.
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Also, mom. You wanted to know what the Kanchanaphisek campus looked like? I didn't have time to run around campus and take snapshots, but there was a model in building one of the campus that I took pictures of. I hope it works...
Building One... Not a model view.

Model view 1: The houses on the right are owned by the school and are available to live in for free for the teachers.
Model view 2: Sports fields and a few buildings.
Model view 3: Bottom left in clockwise manner: Flag pole, Building One (administration, phone office, offices, etc.), "Canteen" (cafeteria, DELICIOUS food and awesome people), Communications building (Floor two on windows closest view to us is the English room I'm usually in. Right underneath is one of the internet rooms), building, building, fields.
Model view 4: Better views of Building One and the Canteen.
Model view 5: Building on far left closest to us, on the very top floor, is the internet café.
Model view 6: Buildings.

Well, this entry is done.

Later!

Moni.

Picture flood.

AHHHH!!! It's a flood of pictures! [Lame intro, yet good post.]
Sorry, didn't mean to scare you. [Yeah, right, I know.]
I have a lot of pictures to show you! [Goodie.]
Shall we begin? [If we must...]
These are older, however, so please keep in mind. [Oh, great.]
I mean older as in before I got my hair straightened. [Okay.]
Too many pictures to caption them all, sorry. [Great.]

LET'S START OFF WITH...
BBQ-ing Thai Style!
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Ah, the cute random little geckos on the walls. All over the place.
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Bigger gecko. Look at the paint roller's size. Look at that gecko. Big, no?
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Temple shots - the temple where Buddha was born and buried.
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"Buddha's Bones" - his remains after being burned.
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Host parents and me in the temple.
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It's actually two different trees cut and then "sewn" together so they now grow like that.
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Thai cheerleading is more fun than American.
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I told you so... [look at the leader!]
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Me and Tann!!!
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Tang leaves for Canada.
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Buddhist Temples
Chinese
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Thai
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RANDOM PICTURES.
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Next blog will be the hair straightening process and pictures between then and now [and they will be captioned].

Monica.

Wednesday, September 26, 2007

Come, Igor. Let me show you what I am about to do...

I will restore this body with life... It will live, I tell you, live!

I see what you did there. You didn't tell me, but I know you were thinking it. You thought my blog was boring. That it "needed life," eh? I thought so. Want to know why? I'm psychic. I'll try my best, and hopefully, it will wake anew.

Not much has happened since I have left you. However, I have switched schools and have been attending Ashiwa [I don't know how to spell it in English] for one full week now. Now school has stopped this past Friday and won't start again until mid-October, due to end-of-term break. I, however, am attending two colleges at the moment. Wittayalai Palaat [Institute for Physical Education] is one, the other is Ashiwa [Vocational College]. I only have a link for Ashiwa, but good luck navigating around because it's in Thai. Click here, my friends, for the Ashiwa link.

"Monica? Attending a PE college? No way." Yes way, actually. I didn't tell you exactly how I'm involved. I'm sure once you find out, you'll roll your eyes and think "well, that figures." I'm attending Palaat for two classes. Muay Thai [which is actually the incorrect spelling of the sport - it's actually "Muoi Thai"] is one of my classes, held every Monday - Friday at 5-7 PM. Then on every Monday at 1 PM to 3 or 4 PM, I have a class called Fahn Dop. I don't know if you've heard of it or not, but to sum it up, it's swordfighting with a fluid-like twist. It's a pretty sport, and really fun to play [even though I have received a few blisters - I care not about them].

The Asian Diet. Every morning I wake up early, I eat an egg over rice with fish sauce on it. Sounds gross? PLEASE. You haven't tried it, obviously. It's really quite delish. Then I eat lunch. It depends on the day, what we have for lunch. Sometimes I go to 7-11 for lunch, sometimes I eat at home - it really depends where I'm at. Then there's supper. Supper varies. Then there's dessert. You know how you rarely order dessert after supper in America? Well, over here, it's rare that you don't order dessert after supper. Not to mention, there's sometimes a meal AFTER supper and after dessert. Sometimes it's Thai-version sub sandwhiches, sometimes it's Vietnamese food. You never know...
So much food, yet how have I lost 6 pounds since I have arrived? I will never know, but I sure as heck like the results.

I still have to cook for my host family. I want to bake, but they don't have an oven. I want to boil, but it's hard to find a non-wok pot. I think I'll just make Rice Krispie treats? I've searched for marshmallows, but all I can find are the candy mallow things. I think maybe I could use those. They're practically the same thing... just... my treats will be colorfully odd...

PACKAGE!!! I GOT A PACKAGE IN THE MAIL! I'm so excited! My family has sent me a package... yay! Mom even stuffed my scarf in it... I love that scarf... [tear]..... PEANUT BUTTER COOKIES?! OH MY GAWSH. [gobbles them all with milk]. .....My mp3 player's install CD!!! Now I can put Thai music on my player!.....Pictures of sugar. I will put them by my mirror..... A few more stuffs... mhmm, I see... I see..... [bursts out laughing] PEEPS!!! SWEET! I love Peeps! Now I have Halloween peeps... the best! ..... My yearbook, awww... memories..... Spam singles... wait, whaT?! [reads the newspaper article and laughs aloud]..... Kirkwood Cattery? Awwwww. So cute! ..... A washable lint roller? Sweet. I was looking for one of those..... Recipes, niiiiice..... Wait, what's this? Baking soda... Baking Powder... interesting.............................

I'm fixing a few pictures right now. I'll blog when they're done.
PEACE OUT!
Moni.