i had a good day today! a pretty good week, as well. birthday festivities just kinda spilled over.
i teach a class with one of my friends, and we just started ragging on each other and pulling the kids into the middle of it.
yeah...one close person makes all the difference. i feel like i need to compartmentalize the world around me in order to make myself feel comfortable. with her, i can grab a piece of taiwan and make it my own. make it comprehensible.
without close friends, i just kinda feel like i'm floating around, and the world becomes too much to handle.
i have two months left and we've been planning out all the weekends that i have left.
so far, we have hualien, taroko gorge, waterfall hikes, and the philippines. there are also some weekends where i have to visit my grandparents in taipei and my aunt in kenting.
i also want to go back to an area that's a sheep farm because i didnt get to get pictures the first time i was there. it's awesome, cuz if you look up from the bottom of the hill, it's like you can see clouds sitting on top of the green.
sun moon lake is beautiful as well. the water's so level and smooth, but it still sparkles in the sunlight. when kheng and party visited, keiko and i stood on some steps in the water, and i felt like i could just step out and walk on the waves. it's breathtaking.
i also MIGHT be able to go to korea, but to be honest.. i'm not as interested in korea as i am in southeast asia. it'd probably be more expensive as well. but i dunno. gotta go to find out!
ARGH I STILL WANT TO GO TO INDIA. AND I REALLY WANT TO GO BACK TO JAPAN.
i'm going back to america dead broke.
Friday, September 25, 2009
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
cockroaches are so dirty that soap can kill them.
anyway me and my roommate are drowning in these motherfuckers, and since we stayed up last night cleaning away the dust and clutter on the table and floor, we can see them a hell of a lot better now.
which means these suckers are going to be fucking cockroach pancakes.
roachcakes.
the swiffer broom has been co opted as the cockroach masher. we just take turns standing guard.
someone told me that i don't like it here because i havent met any good guys here. that if i met someone good, i would want to stay, because taiwan is a very good place.
maybe i'm just being close-minded, but i dont see that happening. at all. ever.
as far as i'm concerned, the guys here are about as useful as the roaches dirtying my tile floor.
anyway me and my roommate are drowning in these motherfuckers, and since we stayed up last night cleaning away the dust and clutter on the table and floor, we can see them a hell of a lot better now.
which means these suckers are going to be fucking cockroach pancakes.
roachcakes.
the swiffer broom has been co opted as the cockroach masher. we just take turns standing guard.
someone told me that i don't like it here because i havent met any good guys here. that if i met someone good, i would want to stay, because taiwan is a very good place.
maybe i'm just being close-minded, but i dont see that happening. at all. ever.
as far as i'm concerned, the guys here are about as useful as the roaches dirtying my tile floor.
Thursday, September 17, 2009
Monday, July 6, 2009
Bio
西城恵子
けーき が 好きで、石山大地 が きらい。
以上。
チャンルシア
お酒 が すきで、石山大地 が 非常 きらい。
以上。
田辺ケーシー
牛 が 好きで、石山大地 が 非常 好きだ。
スーパー 好きだ、
以上。
Thursday, April 23, 2009
cream sauce part 2
woke up at 9:30 to go to a supermarket that sells cream, so i can try to make cream sauce again.
get there at 9:50. store doesnt open til 10. that's fine. go in, at 10, look for the cream. can't find it. i didnt walk 15 minutes to go back empty handed, so i pick up the heavy whipping cream and wait for the workers to finish their morning pep talk.
they finish their meeting at 10:15.
i find one of them, and she tells me they're out of the small boxes of cream, but that the cream that i'm holding should be perfectly fine. she seems knowledgeable, so i'm like, fine whatever i'll take it.
i go home and start making the sauce, dump the cream in...and then taste it. and realize what an idiot i am. cuz like most heavy creams, this one came sweetened.
so, i now have sweet oniony cream sauce that no one would ever want to eat.
this whole thing started because i told two of my coworkers that they should come over for a meal one day. i've made cream sauce once before in taiwan, and multiple times in japan, so i thought it wouldnt be a problem.
but now, all of a sudden, it is.
and i can't get it right.
and it's bothering me a lot more than it should.
i cant do anything right here. when i meet my relatives, i have no idea what to say or do. i don't know what to call my elders when i talk to them, i dont feel comfortable sitting at a restaurant with them and eating.
i cant make this fucking sauce.
i hate teaching because i can't do it well. i feel uncomfortable around my coworkers because i dont know how to relate to them.
i feel completely inadequate and patronized by the people i've met.
when i felt this way in college, i'd just try to boost my self esteem by going out, getting drunk, and letting myself feel attractive by making out with random guys. which is such a GREAT idea, i know. but i cant even do that here. i get tongue tied and retarded and cant say a word. when i finally get a guy into bed, i just kick him out and not let him do anything.
just, i. and i. and i.
Have no idea what i'm doing here.
Am afraid and blow things out of proportion, probably because of culture shock.
Think about everything way too much.
Expect too much from the people around me.. expect too much from being here.
i hate it here.
get there at 9:50. store doesnt open til 10. that's fine. go in, at 10, look for the cream. can't find it. i didnt walk 15 minutes to go back empty handed, so i pick up the heavy whipping cream and wait for the workers to finish their morning pep talk.
they finish their meeting at 10:15.
i find one of them, and she tells me they're out of the small boxes of cream, but that the cream that i'm holding should be perfectly fine. she seems knowledgeable, so i'm like, fine whatever i'll take it.
i go home and start making the sauce, dump the cream in...and then taste it. and realize what an idiot i am. cuz like most heavy creams, this one came sweetened.
so, i now have sweet oniony cream sauce that no one would ever want to eat.
this whole thing started because i told two of my coworkers that they should come over for a meal one day. i've made cream sauce once before in taiwan, and multiple times in japan, so i thought it wouldnt be a problem.
but now, all of a sudden, it is.
and i can't get it right.
and it's bothering me a lot more than it should.
i cant do anything right here. when i meet my relatives, i have no idea what to say or do. i don't know what to call my elders when i talk to them, i dont feel comfortable sitting at a restaurant with them and eating.
i cant make this fucking sauce.
i hate teaching because i can't do it well. i feel uncomfortable around my coworkers because i dont know how to relate to them.
i feel completely inadequate and patronized by the people i've met.
when i felt this way in college, i'd just try to boost my self esteem by going out, getting drunk, and letting myself feel attractive by making out with random guys. which is such a GREAT idea, i know. but i cant even do that here. i get tongue tied and retarded and cant say a word. when i finally get a guy into bed, i just kick him out and not let him do anything.
just, i. and i. and i.
Have no idea what i'm doing here.
Am afraid and blow things out of proportion, probably because of culture shock.
Think about everything way too much.
Expect too much from the people around me.. expect too much from being here.
i hate it here.
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
bad kitchen week!!! oh, and one of the burners is broken. so that's annoying enough.
tuesday night: cut my finger. bled through 8 paper towels.
tuesday night: failed porridge
i started freakin out when the blood started pouring out. strangely enough, my grandparents called 10 minutes later to ask if anything was wrong.
thursday morning: failed cream sauce!
- woke up to go pay rent, cancelled my language exchange so i could buy ingredients and cook. i was supposed to bring it to work to share with some of my coworkers. but FAILED. epic failed!!! i used milk instead of cream cuz the grocery store i went to didnt have any, which wouldnt mix properly with the butter, and then i put in the cheese that was in the fridge, and the entire thing was MOLDY and green and i was like SHIT so i pulled it out but it was already too late.
so now i have modly separated milky butter sauce.
YUM!
tuesday night: cut my finger. bled through 8 paper towels.
tuesday night: failed porridge
i started freakin out when the blood started pouring out. strangely enough, my grandparents called 10 minutes later to ask if anything was wrong.
thursday morning: failed cream sauce!
- woke up to go pay rent, cancelled my language exchange so i could buy ingredients and cook. i was supposed to bring it to work to share with some of my coworkers. but FAILED. epic failed!!! i used milk instead of cream cuz the grocery store i went to didnt have any, which wouldnt mix properly with the butter, and then i put in the cheese that was in the fridge, and the entire thing was MOLDY and green and i was like SHIT so i pulled it out but it was already too late.
so now i have modly separated milky butter sauce.
YUM!
Sunday, March 1, 2009
i want a camera!
so, on saturday my uncle and his wife came to see me!
we spent the whole day eating. it was pretty awesome.
i don't know why he did it, but when we were getting in the car to leave a scenic spot, he decided to drive forward, over the parking divider, instead of backing up. the car ended up getting stuck with the divider between the front and the back wheels.
the guy who owned the scenic spot saw us, took a look, and yelled at his guests. "hey, all you young strong people! come down here!"
they all came down, and the guys, two white guys and a bunch of taiwanese guys, gathered around the trunk, lifted the car, and pushed it over the divider.
it was pretty cooooooool.
saturday night went to a bar owned by a south african and a taiwanese person, called the londoner. i swear the place smelled just like a frat house. i was like...oh...i'm back in the states.
sunday went to visit some people we'd met at training in a city south of us.
i was tongue tied.
anyways.
i bought a shirt that is PERFECT for me! there are a bunch of pandas all over it, and they're all saying "alcohol is my soulmate. come have a drink with me sometime. enjoy life!"
and stuff like that.
on the way back, we forgot to transfer trains, and ended up having to take a taxi back halfway.
feeling unlucky, lately.
or actually...have been shown how lucky i am. :D
we spent the whole day eating. it was pretty awesome.
i don't know why he did it, but when we were getting in the car to leave a scenic spot, he decided to drive forward, over the parking divider, instead of backing up. the car ended up getting stuck with the divider between the front and the back wheels.
the guy who owned the scenic spot saw us, took a look, and yelled at his guests. "hey, all you young strong people! come down here!"
they all came down, and the guys, two white guys and a bunch of taiwanese guys, gathered around the trunk, lifted the car, and pushed it over the divider.
it was pretty cooooooool.
saturday night went to a bar owned by a south african and a taiwanese person, called the londoner. i swear the place smelled just like a frat house. i was like...oh...i'm back in the states.
sunday went to visit some people we'd met at training in a city south of us.
i was tongue tied.
anyways.
i bought a shirt that is PERFECT for me! there are a bunch of pandas all over it, and they're all saying "alcohol is my soulmate. come have a drink with me sometime. enjoy life!"
and stuff like that.
on the way back, we forgot to transfer trains, and ended up having to take a taxi back halfway.
feeling unlucky, lately.
or actually...have been shown how lucky i am. :D
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