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Well today was an interesting day. It started off slow but almost immediately became a little more difficult. When I arrived at school, I asked one of the teachers to take me to the bank because my Thai bank card would not let me withdraw money. As it turns out, today is the one day of year that the banks are closed on holiday, and also, apparently I need to contact the bank in the city I made the account in because different branches have different records. I am a little displeased at the whole mess and would just like my paycheck please. Then I find out I am teaching two extra classes today because I will not be teaching them next week. This meant I spent 6 hours straight teaching with only a 10 minute break and taught what feels like half the school. Some classes were better than others but still, every inch of me is weary and I felt not an ounce of regret for leaving all my grading for tomorrow. I even made next week's lesson plans before I realized what my day would look like.

One thing that just made my day was my shadow. I tried to nickname her Azalea but she did not like it. So now she is Ping. I was drowning out the world during lunch with my music and by reading when I notice a pair of dark brown eyes gazing wide open at me as she munched on some chips inches from my face. Not talking, not moving besides feeding chips into her tiny mouth. It was hysterical. She is the cutest thing and today was quiz day, going over what we had learned last week. Then I had the bright idea of opening up Supernote on my pad and setting it to draw. When I showed them how it worked......you would have thought I had dropped a million dollars on my desk. Tiny children were everywhere, crawling in my lap, squishing me against my seat, peeking over my shoulders. They had completely surrounded and enveloped my desk. Then my shadow did the cutest thing. She tried to draw a wave (like a wave goodbye) with a squiggle and a spiral. Somehow my writing does not seem to encompass all the hilarity and yet happiness of those moments.

Now I had my first dance class today. We had double the amount of girls than boys, as usual. I did waltz today. We started off with name, form and beats, and then I paired them up. I should have seen it coming, honestly, but I thought since they were children they would not be as programmed to not touch each other. Two girls hugged each other tightly so I would not pair them up with boys and unless I pried them apart they would not budge. Oh brother. However, after halfway through the class they were catching on quite well. One of the boys is such a Casanova that it is scary. And he is the best dancer and understands me better than half the class even though he is 11. He is a tiny thing, but he pairs really well with the three shy, tiny girls in the class. Of all the girls protesting about omg I have to touch someone who is not female, his dance partners were the quietest. Also I think they were more comfortable because he actually understood it is dancing and not anything more. Somehow even though they understand few of my words, I can instruct them quite well and they are learning what my instructions and directions mean after repetition, repetition, repetition. Our room is also air conditioned, which is amazing. Even though I swear I had melted because off all the sweat everywhere. By the end of class I did not have to count and could just watch the couples dancing. They are so tiny and cute and waltzing and the whole thing is just the cutest thing ever. Now we just have to see how the voice lesson goes tomorrow. I have decided their first song will be ABC by the Jackson 5. We will see how it goes. For now, I will try to stay awake for another three hours so that I do not mess up my sleep schedule again. I actually feeling like propping my eyes open with toothpicks. And I has no money until the ATM decides to accept my Thai bank card so pb&j for dinner. Daaaaaaaaaaaarn lol.