I’ve felt rather uninspired to write in my blog lately (that fact my blog toolbar is still in Thai and it’s a pain in the ass to navigate the site may have something to do with it). Still lacking inspiration to bestow another masterpiece upon you, I’ve come up with this lackluster, half assed, attempt (reminiscent of my college study habits) to make an entry. Enjoy!

If you haven’t already heard, I’m doing a wonderful job at fooling my employers that I am a valuable employee. They’ve asked me to stay longer, until the end of the school year in December. In a moment of weakness and panic about my future I agreed to stay. It is to be determined if this was a foolish move or not. I will end work mid December and come home in January, giving myself time to travel Southeast Asia. I am no longer living at the school because of this extended stay. I have my own apartment in a condo complex called Champs Ellysee. Yes, it is a lame replication of Paris, except the various buildings are modeled after Rome, Egypt, and Versailles. I don’t know who designed it, but it’s a nice place to live, WITH NO STRAY DOGS! Perhaps I will post pictures of the place online because I feel compelled to share with everyone my living accommodations abroad. So that’s that, I’ll see you all in January.

At my job, like I said, I’m pulling of a marvelous Copperfield impersonation and fooling everyone. My job has expanded from marketing the school to doing all that is possible to saving the school. By showing a hint of competence in my marketing work, both administration and teachers alike are handing me work by the boatloads. Have a problem? Talk to Jesse! I even substitute taught year 7 math. Naturally I excelled at this task and now students are telling their parents they like me as a math teacher (if you know me and my academic background, I bet you are smiling at the irony) and the parents are telling the administration they think I should teach math. It ain’t easy being so gosh darn good at everything.

I am currently experiencing my first rainy season. Boy does this suck a fat one. I never desired to move to Seattle because of the constant dampness and rain. Well, I feel like I’m in Seattle. Not only is it always wet, but when it rains, it freaking rains; down pouring, monsoon like rain comes down. Buildings in Thailand are not built perfectly and leak water, a lot of water. Streets flood and become muddy, ruining any new kicks you may be wearing. Life has been slow because I stay inside a lot because I don’t want to get wet. Probably another factor why I haven’t blogged lately, no one wants to hear about how I sat in my room and watched a movie or read a book as the rain poured and seeped through the cracks in the ceiling.

Parting tid bits of information.

I recently won an AIESEC bowling competition. I have a nice trophy with a guy bowling on top. Who would have ever thought I’d be the owner of a bowling trophy?

I was stupid enough to buy 5 neckties. That’s not actually stupid, what’s stupid is I could have fed a Thai family of four for a month with what I paid for these ties. Now that is stupid.

I sometimes eat with first graders at lunch. It’s a coin flip in determining who makes the bigger mess.

No not that one, fortunately that has already been taken care of. Alright, so I was going to write to you about my marketing event I just hosted. 150 plus guests, I was the MC, very professional, I did well, yadda yadda yadda. LAME! What happened today, actually 10 minutes ago, is worth talking about.

I was casually talking to my co-worker in my office, when behind her, outside I could see a small snake crawling on the cement track where students play. How cute, it looks like my sister’s pet garden snake (when my sister was younger she had a garden snake for a few weeks. we still don’t understand her fixation with this pet, alas it died because all the worms we fed it crawled under the fake grass, causing the snake to die of hunger. tear tear). Anyway, I go out to investigate. The snake is crawling into the grass. Now my co-worker is out there, along with another front office worker, Aek. My co-worker Rung is calling to the security guard to kill this snake, I’m telling her it’s no problem, just a little garden snake. I run in to get my camera for some pictures, this is my first encounter with a snake in Thailand. I come back out to see Aek going after the snake with a long stick. As I come out, he flings the snake from the grass back onto the cement. AHHHH!!!!! THIS IS NO GARDEN SNAKE!!! As soon as the snake hits the cement, the snake’s hood flared out! THIS WAS A FREAKING COBRA!!! Now I’m giddy with excitement and absolutely terrified! However, I am not scared enough not to take pictures. I have to document this event, otherwise I’m afraid my readers may think it’s a farce from a dork typing in his parent’s basement. There are three Thai men surrounding the snake, just teasing it with their elongated sticks. I’m busy snapping pictures, trying to get close enough for a good shot, but not getting close enough for this thing to end me. My heart is racing, I can’t believe I am face to face with a real live cobra! (to be fair, it was only a baby, but still a freaking cobra!) Then the security guard starts to beat it like it stole something. One of his lashings causes the snake to take flight and head in my direction! I run away like a little school girl. OOOOHHHH!!!!! Everyone is now laughing, since the cobra is dead and harmless and I am still frightened. I am still shaking, even as I type this. Now I’ve been told I should eat this snake, because it’s believed eating a snake is great for sex. I am confident enough in my skills (sorry mom) to avoid having to eat a snake.

It’s not every day you get to blog that you had an encounter with a cobra. You gotta love Thailand. Now I just have to avoid running into the mother of father cobra. Just in case I DO find the mommy or daddy before my next blog. I love you all and thank you for reading my blog, it was a pleasure