Don't I always feel conflicted? I was feeling relatively bland for awhile but it's back... And I'm not even sure enough to say anything about it, because there are so many things I'm conflicted about and nobody really to talk to... Two emails, one that makes me feel guilty because I know there should be no conflict - ok they both did that. I guess it's kind of a relief, but everybody knows I can't come clean from these things just like that. No number of sorting-out emails could do that. Too many dreams I guess, too little time... Anyways, I'm so cryptic I don't even know what I'm talking about, or what I think about anything, so I guess I'd better stop. I'm tired of a lot of things and the call I wanted to make this morning never happened, and the next time our worlds coincided the phone place was closed. Not like the recipient would have been receptive - either sleeping, or busy having fun, or just not wanting to talk to me. *sigh* OK, enough griping. It doesn't do me much good anyway. My life is so amazing and here I am complaining when there are a million better things I could think up to do... In all practicality, the cool part of today was going to a Nepali Christian concert-thing... Not exactly Flipside or Newsboys, Ashley, but still cool. There were some folk songs and dances in cool national dress, a skit, some songs by some of Nepal's most famous Christian artists (all very gorgeous - #1 is apparently one of my mom's friends, which is cool), some songs and dances by church people, and a really fun number by Maizu's women's group. There was one lady with a tabla, and three of them - including Maizu - danced. It was beautiful. She's so cute and vivacious. Haha. Lovable. I didn't understand any of it. Avinash was translating, but Nicole got the bulk of that while I pretended to be "listening nicely," as he put it, hoping that somehow I'd absorb some of the language. It didn't help much; I was basically just sleeping with my eyes open. I'm so tired anyway... But I have picked up two words so far by doing that, and manage to sing the chorus of some of the songs in church... Prasansa, which means praise, and biswas, faith. Not the most practical words, but still... It's progress? While we're on the topic, the word elf in Nepali is three words long!!!! Whoo... Anyways, we walked home in the dark in pairs: Aswin and I having a blast racing everybody and alternately running past everyone and then stopping to tie his shoes and getting behind; Arjun and Sunita; and Avinash and Nicole, who were just talking, and thought we were weird for running. Pssht. No fun. Haha. We beat everyone by a long shot and hid behind one of the walls to surprise them... Nicole and Avinash suggested I work in a haunted house when I get back. I'm just that scary!! Bah humbug. Aswin is my new best friend.