Fella

Hehe. I would like to begin this post by saying that today went really interesting and great too. Before I skip to the details, I just wanted to be grateful because I managed to stay relatively alive throughout my classes and even understood what the math professor was saying on the board. Psych and Chinese was awesome too. (The history of China was kinda bloody though.) hahaha. I talked to new people, made a new friend from my math class, helped out another friend as she was trying to complete her economics problem set.. Life's good.

Let me detail to you a story about a particular fella. You see, everytime I tell my friends back home that I am going to / am in the United States to study, there is a fifty fifty chance that I will hear something along the lines of "you should get an Ang Moh girlfriend!" Hearing such a phrase leads to a confusing muddle of amusement, embarrassment, and a little bit of despair. You see, although I am highly exposed to non-Asians in Amherst College, building a relatively deeper connection is not as easy as it seems. We have different cultural preferences. We have differing food choices. And call me racist but it seems that I am more attracted to Asian ladies than any others.

This is not to say that there are no Ang Moh ladies I find stunningly beautiful. There definitely are quite a few. And it took me almost a semester and a half to realize that I'd better make use of this opportunity to get in touch with these princesses while there is a relatively much more abundant supply of them. (Omg. Now I am commodifying ladies. The feminists will shoot me. Not do I really care though, thankfully this blog has low enough readership which makes me sure that I will live to see tomorrow)

I have several ang moh ladies who I deem as friends, but since the beginning of the year there is only one who is quite close to me. She lives in the same floor of my dormitory, and she is a very nice and warm person indeed. Let's just use her initial, YG (sorry bro, I know it's a promise, but still.. hahaha). YG is always so kind to me. She never fails to smile and say hi to me every time we come across each other (which is almost everyday as we live in the same floor of a tiny dorm made up of less than 30 people) and there is a good chance (more than 50%) that she will offer me a hug (or rather hug me by force. hahahaha) However, there was a point in time when I felt that she is slightly too friendly, and I was kind of afraid that she may actually like me. I tried to distance away a bit by hanging out less with her (which is also mandated by the multitude of tasks I have these past few weeks anyway).

Nonetheless, I got a breakfast together with her this morning. It was a nice meal (I think every following Tuesdays Valentine dining hall serves quiches, and this morning's quiche is Salmon and cheese quiche, yumm) and we caught up as I haven't seen her for a few days. I think one of the reasons that we are close to one another is the fact that she is very nice and is always willing to listen to whatever things I have to say, and vice versa. The girl I was talking about in yesterday's post actually appeared as I was about to take my third round of quiche, and I was hesitant so I did not say hi to her. Anyway, when we walked out of Valentine, I told her briefly about the girl, and she started teasing me. And when I teased her back she actually told me that two days ago, she was drunk and hit on another one of my friends (CW). Things are getting interesting! (And I am safe in the friend zone! :D)

So anyway, what is the point of the story? Nothing. I am just grateful for all the friends I have made, and for the fun small things that are happening within my daily interactions with other people. And no, I don't think I will get any ang moh girlfriends anytime soon. ;)

Truly Indonesia's Finest.