I was at the school last Friday and was joking about something with the DoS. I know I caught her off guard with my comment. I’ve been thinking about that tonight. I used to always be making comments like that – funny, off the cuff remarks that are totally unexpected. I don’t really do that anymore. I wish I was though. I really miss fucking with people. It’s one of the few joys I get out of life. It’s so harder to fuck with people when you live in a foreign country because I don’t speak the language. That, and I’ve just not been in the mood to fuck with people the way I used to. I hope I can find that again. I used to really, really enjoy my sense of humor and making myself laugh at other people’s expense. Hmm.

I got my schedule for the week. It’s not so bad. I only have 15 hours scheduled which is a super light week. I can’t imagine doing 26 teaching hours, but thankfully I’ll get to ease into it. Right now I have nothing on the schedule for Wednesday or Friday. I’ll plan to spend more time this week lesson planning and hopefully hitting up a few of the other teachers for activities they like to do in class and other such stuff. It’ll be good. I figure the more of those things I learn now the better. When I have a full schedule I’ll be less likely to take the time to learn new things like that because I’ll be so swamped teaching. This way I can hopefully figure a few things out and become a better teacher. I’d really like to put forth some effort into becoming a good teacher. I didn’t really try at all in China and my attitude was such that I wasn’t going to be able to. Here I think I probably could. This city is so beautiful and I really like my life here. Woot woot!

I also went to a gay sauna today. I don’t plan to do that again. It wasn’t a great experience. Not terrible or anything, but certainly not one I need to have again anytime soon. Hopefully I can figure out how to meet guys that doesn’t involve an app or a bar. I don’t hold out much hope the apps will get me anywhere. After the sauna I went to Istiklal street to meet a friend and happened upon the gay pride parade. That was pretty cool, actually. I enjoyed it. I like that people stand up for what they believe in. Something I feel like I haven’t done much of in my life. Even now I still don’t do it. Maybe I’m a coward. I mean right now I have a story to tell regarding my journey through the machine that is mental health in America. I’m not telling that story. I hope that I can at some point. I feel I need to.