Typhoon, runnnnn!!

Last night there was a storm, but I hardly noticed it. I am worn out every night and pass out almost immediately. I go to bed with the lights still on; I have no idea when my roommates turn them out. They are pretty quiet at night, which I like. I think they are a bit older than us, more mature, less crazy, whatever.

Apparently there is a typhoon on it's way though. I don't know how concerned I should be, nobody is running around like they are going to die so I guess we will be ok. I like the typhoon weather; there are some nice breezes on campus now that cool everything down a little. I give this typhoon a tentative A+.

So today we had more craft classes. Metal jewelry class was first, then Chinese painting. Metal class was weird because they told us to cut a shape out of copper with saws, showed us how, then left us alone. I need more direction than that... Why am I making this thing? If it is going to hang around my neck I want to know in advance, so I don't make something hideous. But no, they never told us what it's for.

After that we had lunch and played more ping pong until Chinese painting class. I am getting better at ping pong ever so slowly. It was fun today though because Cliff and JR's roommate came and played with us. He is a male cheerleader, and very fun to be around. I think he has about the same sense of humor as all of us so he melds right in.

Chinese painting class was hard for me. They taught us how to write our names and other random words. There is a certain stroke order that must be followed, and each stroke has to be perfect the first time because touch-ups are frowned upon. The students were teaching us how to write our names, but I feel like there was a lot of theory that was left out dues to language barriers. Maybe they will try and teach us later, I would like to know.