I don't remember what happend on this day anymore. Because I'm no longer writing in real time, all of these events from the week blur together and I don't remember what happened on what days.
I know Josie gave me a 2,000 dollar advance so I could survive through the month. I was very grateful for that, I really needed it.
I know I worked another 9 1/2 hours teaching stupid English. I'm pretty sure this was also the day when two students (one male, and one female, both maybe 4 or 5) kept pulling down their pants and underwear to show each other there genitals. They weren't talking or being loud, they just kept pulling down their pants. I kept saying:
"No, no, no don't do that. Keep your pants up. Keep your pants up."
And the two kids would pull their pants up and I would keep teaching. Then, thirty seconds later, they would start pulling their genitals out again and I would have to start over.
"No, no, no, don't do that. Keep your pants up."
I was doing my best not to shame them, but simultaneously I really wanted them to keep their pants up.
I know at lunch, I accidentally took a bite of Peters food that was delivered rather than my own. I tried to give it back to him, but he decided to eat my lunch instead. I don't know if he was worried I had germs or something, his lunch was much bigger than mine. It was truly an accident, but I could tell it really bummed Peter out.
I'm pretty sure I had cigarettes and pears for dinner. I know I blogged a little and continued binging comedians in cars getting coffee. I know a beetle flew in my aromatic diffuser and I took this sick ass picture.
And I know I'm probably forgetting other things. When I finally catch up to real time, I will try and do a little recap where I mention details I have missed or forgot to put in my blog so far. But that's the nature of travel, you have technical difficulties, you get lazy, and you forget things. Hopefully, it doesn't bother you (dear readers) as much as it bothers me. Because it really bothers me a lot. I doubt anyone will notice a change but I fantasize about my blog suddenly getting leaps and bounds better once I catch up to real time. It may, in fact, get worse. Who knows. Anyway, that's the best I can do for that stupid fucking Sunday following the first time I've cried for a reason other than Mitchell since February. (I cried in February when I broke up with another girl, we can call her Anthony. I broke up with Anthony, though and it was a shorter relationship. It wasn't crying for months, like when Mitchell broke up with me.) If your unsatisfied, you can sue me. I have 2,100 yuan now so I'm really rolling in it! (300 dollars American)
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