
I'm absolutely speechless at the moment. Yesterday was extremely unpleasant. I worked a 10+hour-day, after waking up at 5:45AM, where I taught 7.5 hours straight; this is not unusual for a Saturday. I had a Thai-style chicken fried rice dinner at a food stand, and came home. I gamed, and managed to perform well; I didn't end up sleeping until 1:30AM. I would soon find out that the evening was just beginning. I am not sure if you guys remember Dave Chappelle's
Killing Me Softly, where he says a baby is selling weed at the corner at 1 in the morning. Well, in my third floor hallway last night, there was a baby crying all night long. Now, after watching
Drag Me To Hell and considering the fact that I am in Thailand, many may say that I merely heard the vocals of our "good friends." I was not spooked, nor was I that bothered - it wasn't the first time that the baby cried at such hours, and I am sure that it won't be the last.
Just as I thought I was falling sleeping, the phone rings at 4AM.
I woke up at 6:00AM, only to snooze until 6:15AM. I got into work before 7:30AM, and started my 8AM one-on-one lesson with my first student of the day. He is an incredible individual: we all have labeled him as a 50 year-old stuck in a 13 year-old's body. Anyways, he really surprised me today when he spoke about gambling with his friends. This news just shocked me, but then again, I don't know why things still shock me, here in Thailand anymore. Elephants have been dying left and right, David Carradine's picture on the front-page of the Bangkok Post, etc etc etc. Nothing here surprises me anymore.
I only taught two sessions today, for a total of 3.5 hours. The day went by quickly, thank goodness, as I was just physically inept. I treated myself to an aromatheraphy session at Healthland. It was the nuts. However, this was the first time that I was truly scared that the masseuse was going to hurt my neck. As you all know, I am able to stretch my neck to relieve pressure amongst the various sections. But, this old, larger woman, did some crazy thing, and I thought I was going to play the real-life version of the evil villan, opposite Steven Seagal.
I get home, order Foodbyphone.com, and fire up Stars. Without brushing my teeth and anything else, I register and start. As we speak, I am currently in 9th place, out of the remaining 257, with an original starting field of 3006. I've been going deep, and have been feeling good about my play. The bankroll management challenge is still in effect. I am ashamed to say that I kind of swayed away from it last night; however, I am back in the groove, and am determined to grind like no other.
Another addiction to update... I've been playing Football Manager 2009 constantly. Now, we all know that I hate soccer, but this game has brought a brand new fascination for this world sport, which we do not play at home. I'm completely on tilt with many things, and almost everything, Thailand. I despise the so-called 'food' here; coming from a pig like me, its unappealing, to say the least. The internet connection here is a joke. Juno dial-up at home rivals the speeds that Thais call ADSL. And the ultimate bad beat of Thailand? Today is the male championship in the French Open. I am not a Nadal fan, and I am on the Federer bandwagon. The day that Federer doesn't have to face Nadal on clay, I am stuck in this horrid place that would rather show trashy soap operas and trifling, gossiping women than one of the top (best) competitors in the world do something that Pete Sampras has done.
Life, for the next 6 months, will be one of the longest, undesirable grinds that I will face. I need to reach an inner-peace and find contentment and happiness, or else I will go crazy. This is a start (i am addicted, as mentioned in my facebook and previous posting), yes, look up again, at Utada Hikaru. How important is breathing? Just ask David Carradine's partner, the one that placed him in such a hopeless predicament.