It seems that the constipation has not only affected my bowels, but also my communicative intellect. Internet connection has been scarce, just like chinese food, sleep, and personal time. The learning has been slower than anticipated, but the experience has been overwhelming. Bathing at 11pm in water cold enough to run a chill down your spine; getting a diarrhea bad enough to make me dash to the toilet several times in the shopping mall; learning to be more vigilant about my own belongings and personal safety – these were the small incidents that make me more aware of how I have taken so many things for granted in my life.
This was the break that I thought I needed, but it turned out to be a pleasant surprise, like a kiss from a butterfly in the early morning. The company has been nothing short of amazing, as we unleashed the crazy side of all of us. From the incessant photo-whoring, to sitting by the bridge strumming the guitar and serenading in the moonlight, to lingerie-shopping at mid-valley, I am thankful that I got the chance to know my course mates much better. Also, despite the limited ability to communicate with the local students, they have been a joy to have around. I discovered that although language may not be universal, many nonverbal actions are – from a smile to communicate warmth, a hand around the shoulder to express friendship, and a gentle nod and giggle to convey a mutual understanding. It all goes back to the basics which i may have overlooked in the past because i have taken my language for granted.
But sadly, I'm afraid that once I'm return, I will revert to busking in the comforts of my own home, and forget about all I have learnt in the past week. But in the meantime, there is still two more weeks of communal living in simplicity. (:
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