thoughts that i'll probaby regret later, from a very tired little girl

while I am, as you know, by no means 'little', I am when I am tried.
I say whatever comes to mind in sleepy slurred speech and do anything that seems important at the time and walk around slapping my feet on tile floors and rub my eyes with my fists and my hair sticks out and my cheeks feel big-- my roommates and some of my neighbors can attest to this.

Alas- I cannot sleep at the moment.
The internet is not very strong today, so it won't support me finding a movie online, but it does support my YouTube Christmas playlist...after I checked all the videos and only uploaded ones that work in this country.

Mom- I love you.  I'm not going to be abducted.  I'm careful of course, but I can't live in constant fear of the worst. Especially now that the boys at CICFO discovered that I'm ticklish.  When I'm at the orphanage, I'm in constant danger of being tickled and have become very wary of kids who walk by too slow.  Sneaky buggers.  They're ticklish too though, so there's something. Between this and that, I'll be a worry wart and my head can't take that.

At first I was told it was the King, but later I was informed that it is the King's father.  Miscommunication happens when there is a language barrier... anywho, he died.  Therefore there is no raucous laughter permitted for the next week.  This will greatly hinder my teaching methods.

This time difference thing is making my brain spin.  For one- I miss important dates.  Like 10/11/12.  Cool!  Didn't notice until it was 10/12/12 because we saw it on facebook.  Also traveling- McKae will be traveling for 2 whole days.   That means I'll be traveling for 2 whole days later.  Also, I'm not sure how to tick down time here.  Sure, I left on Sept 17th, but I got here to Cambodia in the waning hours of the 18th.  So is my month mark the 17th, 18th, or 19th?  And Hawaii is 7hours ahead of us, yesterday.  I've gotten good at that one.  My email is stuck in...I'm not sure what time zone...I think Hawaii.  Every time I send an email it has the time and says 'Sent 17 hours ago', so I'm never really sure when people email me.  I enjoy being able to be online in the middle of the day and help my online class with their assignment woes because they're submitting last minute.  I also enjoy having one more day for deadlines than I would otherwise.

A lot of YouTube clips I enjoy are blocked in this country.  Hulu is blocked here.  So is NetFlix.  Ultimate sadness.  Glad I brought a book and a bunch of Church literature I suppose.

I bought a pomegranate for half a dollar and the seeds were really big.  If pomegranate seeds were humans, I'd be the Khmer fruit and the Khmer people would be the American fruits. 

You know how Hello Kitty is a thing in Asian countries?  We saw a plane with Hello Kitties painted on it in Korea.  Angry Birds is Cambodia's 'thing'.

Steep, shallow steps are also a 'thing' in Cambodia.  Not just at their ancient temples.  My mother informs me that the steps were that way so you had to look down in homage to the god.  No, shallow, steep steps are everywhere.  But not at church.  Probably because the building was overseen by Americans.

Cambodians can fall asleep anywhere.  When I say 'anywhere' I mean it.  You see them on the streets, on benches, in tuktuks, on motos, up-side-down by their shops, everywhere. Lots of hammocks wherever you can put them (between buildings/gates/shops).  I think this ability has to do with the fact that their mattresses are extremely stiff.  Glad I weened myself off my old feather pillow, or this would be nightmarish.   I'm not always a huge napper, but when we went to Siem Reap,

this happened

 Everyone always says that sarcasm is an English thing.  I agree, mostly.  Sophanuth and Roth and Pattica and SoMol will say things and then laugh 'just kidding!'  This is not typical Asian behavior.  I suppose it could be their existing English influence, but I try and not be sarcastic.  These boys will be, but they always tell you they're kidding.  I was going to say it must be a boy thing, but I remember a time when Nahnah did it.  Put it in the book, mild sarcasm is a thing in Cambodia as well. 

I miss normal chickens.  These ones are hairy and tall and they try to feed me their feet.