I really like Older People.

One of my teachers happens to be pretty old. And is it such a nice change (and feeling of relief) having an oldie to talk to. I actually find it alot easier to talk to her and have a flowing worthwhile conversation than everybody else...maybe this is a sign, like I should go do some volunteer work at a nursing home or something...I think more oldies in my life could actually help me stay sane in this very alien environment...

in another reverted pattern, I was watching an asian movie where I actually could understand some of the language(and boy was that cool!) In any case this triggered another episode of...I'm not exactly sure where my cultural loyalties lie...I start to see the good and bad of both...I guess this is probably why I get along best with third culture kids...