Maybe.

School's in. The trimester has started and from now until December, I will again be crazy study girl! So since my last post, we went and did our big "before school" shop so we could buy notebooks, pens etc and decided that we would go to a shopping centre we hadn't been to before and ended up at the biggest "supermarket" I have ever seen. These stores are like Kmart, Target, Coles and Woolworths all rolled into one. Highlight of the day: I'm casually going about my shopping, ignoring the not-so-discreet sideways glances and points when an elderly Thai woman comes strolling up to me, stands about 5 inches away from me and stares. And keeps staring. For a LONG time. I got the giggles and called Amber over yet still she stared. Then I started to get a little irritated. I can understand kids looking and pointing. But not an elderly woman. I don't like it and will probably never get used to it.

Monday was our first day of uni (check out the super snazzy uniform picture below)which I'm not ashamed to admit I was slightly apprehensive about. I won't bore you with the details, but I will say that 2 hour lessons for every class are a total bitch. And there's no seminar/tutorial type thing. It's all lectures, which I so far have found to be... tedious. The lack of interaction means it's so easy to tune out, leading to a severe lack of actual learning.

To make matters worse, I have one full night sleep since I got here. This whole dorm/shared living isn't always ideal for sleeping and I can only imagine how much worse it would be if I had a roommate. And if you don't know what I'm like without sleep, ask anyone who knows me well. I need a solid 8 hours a night to be remotely pleasant to others and least 10 to function on a normal level. However in a relatively small space with this many people, sleep seems to be a rare occurrence. Doors are slammed closed constantly, lights are left on all night and showers are taken at the oddest hours (ie 2am). The constant state of tiredness and irritability has also created bouts of homesickness. (Not enough to make me want to come home yet though!)I also think it's possible that I could be the odd one out in the house. My years of partying, drinking, clubbing etc are pretty much behind me unless there's some sort of special occasion. I don't know if it's the age gap (I'm one of, if not, the oldest in the girls dorm)or it's just me but I have no desire to get drunk every other night, stay up til the wee hours of the morning and feel like crap the next day. I personally didn't come to Thailand to do that. I'm here to learn and see stuff, not have hangovers and memory loss. Maybe that makes me boring, or a nanna. Maybe I don't care! But, hey. That's just me. If you don't like it, too bad!

Anyway, its almost 11.30pm here and I'm going to attempt to get some sleep because I have to head into Bangkok to Immigration tomorrow. Super fun. And if it doesn't go well, you could be seeing me a lot sooner than February! Then it's back into Bangkok to watch the AFL Grand Final on Saturday at an Aussie Pub. I do actually wish I could come back home for it though. Just for one day. For a pie with sauce. Or a sausage in bread with sauce and onion. And an iced coffee that doesn't have so much sugar in it that it no longer tastes like coffee and instead tastes like sugary water. Thai people load EVERYTHING with sugar. It comes with the condiments like chili sauce and ketchup in restaurants. Even a loaf of bread is severely sweetened.

Wish for sleep for me!

Miss you all loads and loads!!! xoxo