You Are My Superstar!

I'm listening to S.H.E. right now. So much fun!

I have a list of 12 different companies to start researching to approach about hiring me. I've decided that in addition to applying for posted open positions, I'm also going to preemptively strike companies about hiring me. The idea of bringing up the idea of hiring myself is rather daunting, but I think it's worth a try.

Dad called last night. It's always so good to hear his voice! He's gotten over the cold, although he said the dust is a constant respiratory irritant.

Random observation: why do people assume that if you don't speak English well you must be here illegally? I have had so many people make this assumption here in Oklahoma. I think it shows how provincial Americans, and Oklahomans in particular, are. Do they think that the possession of a green card automatically magically gifts the bearer with perfect English? I think they all need to spend some time in a foreign country where they don't speak the language and have to just learn as they go.

Speaking of languages, I'm going to start Hebrew classes in Tulsa. I'm trying not to get my hopes up too high. I was excited to learn that it's only going to be about $100 for 9 classes. It's on Mondays, which is a bummer, but I think the class will finish in time for me to make the upper belt work out after class.

I remembered something yesterday. You can listen to Big Country online. So here I am, 5:30 p.m. in Kinmen, listening to Jim Jeffries, the ol' hoot owl, who thinks it's 4:30 in the morning. Kinda surreal.

I had a great conversation with a girl named Grace today about knowing God's direction for your life. She's a new Christian but seems very firm in her faith. She said she wants to wait on God for plans, but her parents want her to have a very clear plan already made up. I told her I would pray for her.

Be praying for BJ. She has a really upset stomach and didn't go to church this morning. She's been fighting it for probalby over a week but it hadn't been this bad.

As long as you're praying, pray for the husband of one of the church members. He's not a Christian, has liver cancer, and was told last week that he only has a month to live.

I sure wish there was a way to check how much time you have left. There probably is, but it's just in Chinese. Ma bawn fah. No solution.

I'm a tellurian. Cool word, huh?

I think I'll go read all of y'all's blogs. Love y'all!

Did you know that today is Red Skelton's birthday?

Last night I wrote all the Chinese words I know on a marker board. Then I went to bed, thought of more words but was too tired to get back up and write them down, and just now realized that I forgot to count all the words which was the whole point of the exercise. Anyway, it filled the whole markerboard.

I called Chera this morning! It was so good to get to talk to her, even though the phone card ran out 3 minutes into the conversation. Apox upon empty phonecards!

Tonight I get my hair highlighted with purple. I was going to dye the whole thing purple but I got to looking at how short and curly my hair is now and realized that I would look like I was wearing a clown wig if I dyed the whole thing. So highlights it is...

This summer in Taiwan has thorougly cemented my adoration of gmail. How did I ever live with just Yahoo and Microsoft Outlook?