Life is so crazy.
9 or even 6 months ago if you asked how I was doing and what my outlook on life was, I would say horrible. I would say I hate Thailand, and Asia…. But the saddest part, I would even say I hate myself. Coming to Thailand has been the best experience of my life and I never thought I would say that. I never thought I would grow accustomed to the ass smell, the black sludge on the roads, the dripping sweat. I never thought I would grow so close to the amazing people. I didn’t realize all the endless possibilities and the overall quality my life could have while being here. I’ve been living here for almost an entire year now. 11 months. I have never felt happier or more free. I can see my finish line here abroad. One year and few odd months. The start of this twi year journey was so slow, and dragged on like a clock that never ticked. And I am dying inside. I wasted my first 9 months here not grasping the opportunities, and living my life to the fullest. I was so sad and glued to making things work a certain way, dreaming of a picture my life was suppose to look like. Hanging onto something that was wrong for me. I wasn’t living or discovering myself. I wasn't using my twenties or time to create the women I want to be remembered as. And I don’t want my time here in Thailand to end. There’s so much I still need to go do and see. I just want to explore the world. I was able to escape to Sri Lanka right before the bombing the attacks on the hotel and churches. It’s so crazy how I was right there weeks before so many people lost their lives. And, that’s life. Bad things happen everyday, life can be taken in short moments, but we’re all so lucky. Life is an adventure and I want to spend mine seeing all the corners of the world. Sri Lanka is definitely and 3rd world country, and it made me realize Thailand is so much more advanced in society, and being away from Bangkok… I missed it. Plus, the beer here is cheaper (; Sri Lanka had such beautiful beaches, but I almost tripped over a python. A huge ass snake, just slithering away down the sand, and got so sunburned within 10 minutes of going outside. I came back from Sri Lanka on a overnight flight, and landed back here at 4am… and started my first day of graduate courses at 8am. YOLO. I wouldn’t change a thing. Graduate school is amazing. Seeing people from all over the world, trying to get a better education to put real names, theories and practices behind what they’re currently doing in their classroom is inspiring. My outlook on anyone being a teacher here has changed. These people are really mindful and caring towards the education they provide, and it makes my heart full. Grad school was everyday for 10 days, 8am to 5pm. I made so many close friends. We all even go take shots with our 70 year old professors, what a life. Grad school was smack in the middle of Thailand's New Year, the year is now 2562. (Wild, right?) Songkran was the biggest water fight I have ever been too. I went two days in a row, and I was playing so hard, I got a blister from being trigger happy with my squirt gun. This year, Silom broke the world record for the biggest water gun fight in the world, with more than 4,000 people going a day for 5 days in a row. I have never had that much fun, or been so wet. Who knew adults could play with plastic toys. After some serious studying, I went down south to Koh Larn and Pattaya. Thailand's beach cities are so tranquil. And I really miss island life, I think I was born to live by the sea. I road a banana boat for the first time, and didn’t even fall off! Starting school after the holiday has been easy sailing. In two short months, it’ll be summer and my kids will go up a grade level. Not much left to teach besides reinforcing the concepts and making sure they’re prepared for the next year. Hell, I hope I'M prepared, because I got the word, I am officially moving schools and becoming a fourth grade teacher. I am SO EXCITED and blessed for this opportunity to teach upper primary and learn more myself. The jump from 4 year olds to 4th grade is something I’m not even sure how to prepare for. But I am so undoubtedly excited. My next trip is to Cambodia, to see the ancient cities, temples, and war history. Then, I’m coming for you AMERICA! I can’t believe it’s been a year since I’ve been home, I don’t even know how to react or what I’ll do first. Probably eat some pizza rolls, drink a bud lite, go to monkey subs, and dutch bros. Shit maybe even the beach. Clubbing in portland? It’s amazing when your aspect on life changes and when you value yourself, all the good that comes with positive vibes. And all the amazing people and love. I have met some of the best people in Asia. People who make me second guess, strive to be better, and who lift me up with such happiness and peace. I never thought I would find someone who could do that. But it’s out there, for everyone. I'm so thankful that I got absolutely destroyed. I don’t even know what that was. When you pretend so hard to make something fit or work... but I’m so glad because everything I thought I wanted then, I don’t now. And I’m really glad to see that I’m not broken, or dying, or barely surviving. That my heart is open, that I’m lighter, that I’m finding what I meant to, who I’m meant to be with. And I’m finally living my best life and becoming that perfect version of me<3.
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