Oh hey, it's been a while.

It seems that I have been horribly delinquent with this whole blogging business. To think that my last post was about wandering the streets of Kuala Lumpur in search of its foodie delights. Goodness, that was ages ago!

Looking back, my Kuala Lumpur self sure didn’t know what she was getting herself into with this whole teaching-English-in-a-foreign-country thing. How could she have known that by April she would have…

…bonded with 74 other truly awesome ETAs (some of these folks are really the coolest)

…continued to make a fool of herself speaking Bahasa Malaysia (some things never get old it seems)

…eaten at least 10 pounds of rice (Yes, I’m throwing an arbitrary number out there. However, I really am eating extraordinary amounts of rice.)

…facilitated three English camps

…given out at least two dozen autographs

…taught lessons to about 600 Malay students at her school (and interacted with countless more)

…still not memorized a good majority of the names of said 600 students

…become chummy with the folks at the canteen

…made a fool of herself attempting to beat-box in front of the entire student body

…been seriously creamed by her students in badminton

…feared for her life at the hands of various Malaysian drivers

…sweated at least three rivers (ok, maybe a couple hundred buckets is more realistic)

…communed with sea turtles and stingless jellyfish

…been fried to a crisp by a searing equatorial sun

…eaten a whole meal directly off of a banana leaf

…witnessed the strange and stomach-wrenching rites of the Indian festival Thaipusam (I will write a post about this at some point in time)

…been stranded on a side of a highway

…attended a Malaysian wedding

…been touched by the overwhelming hospitality and kindness of her Malaysian neighbors, teachers, and students.

No, there is no way for her to have known that by April, she would have done all these things. And more.