This is the way a blog ends
This is the way a blog ends
This is the way a blog ends
Not with a bang, but a shupdate.
Not really.
I just feel bad that my last post was a post promising to post more often. It always seems that that's the last thing you see on a blog about to die. "I'll write more soon, guys! Just super busy!" Three years later, Blogger shuts it down due to lack of updates.
In truth, I just got really, really busy. Around mid-November, I start working with a certain organisation in Sudan. I worked at the school and the organisation for about a month, which meant beginning at 8am and finishing sometime around 10pm. It was brutal.
Eventually, I decided to take a job with the organisation full-time. I loved the kids I was teaching, but the school itself was more than I could handle. I've heard stories of bad administration, etc., but this was a different level. I won't bore you with the details, but in the end, I felt that taking a job with the organisation was better in terms of what I want to do long-term, as well as a good way to leave the school drama behind.
That meant that sometime in early December, I sadly - very sadly - bid 23 six-year-olds adieu and went to work for the organisation full-time. Unfortunately, this did not mean more time for blogging. On the contrary, it meant more time spent working. There were weeks in which I worked no fewer than 16 hours a day. Fortunately, however, the position was great experience. Plus, it was only short-term, so I did not have to keep up such a pace forever.
It ended in mid-February. On 22/2, I hopped a flight home (telling only my sister and two trusted friends in Atlanta). I managed to surprise my mom just in time for her birthday and then kept things going by popping into a party with shocked friends that weekend.
All that to say that I am now back in Atlanta. As I write this, I am laying in my comfy, comfy bed, listening to the rain outside, drinking water from the tap, and not worrying about failing electricity. There are worse things for one to be doing.
I'm not sure what's next. A big part of me wants to stay in America and simply enjoy being in my mid-20s. It's time to have a real social life - a real dating life - if only for a year or so.
I don't think I'm exactly done with Africa either and I'd still like to make my way over to Southeast Asia. For now, however, I'm just focused on the next few months.
In terms of this blog, I'll certainly keep it going. I've still stories to tell and experiences to share. If nothing else, I still need to write out the Mr Wang's Part II, the sequel to this post. What's more, I've finally managed to change the address for Another Window. Instead of tjo85.blogspot.com, you can now get here via AnotherWindow.blogspot.com.
In addition, I'm now working on another project...
This is the way a blog ends
This is the way a blog ends
Not with a bang, but a shupdate.
Not really.
I just feel bad that my last post was a post promising to post more often. It always seems that that's the last thing you see on a blog about to die. "I'll write more soon, guys! Just super busy!" Three years later, Blogger shuts it down due to lack of updates.
In truth, I just got really, really busy. Around mid-November, I start working with a certain organisation in Sudan. I worked at the school and the organisation for about a month, which meant beginning at 8am and finishing sometime around 10pm. It was brutal.
Eventually, I decided to take a job with the organisation full-time. I loved the kids I was teaching, but the school itself was more than I could handle. I've heard stories of bad administration, etc., but this was a different level. I won't bore you with the details, but in the end, I felt that taking a job with the organisation was better in terms of what I want to do long-term, as well as a good way to leave the school drama behind.
That meant that sometime in early December, I sadly - very sadly - bid 23 six-year-olds adieu and went to work for the organisation full-time. Unfortunately, this did not mean more time for blogging. On the contrary, it meant more time spent working. There were weeks in which I worked no fewer than 16 hours a day. Fortunately, however, the position was great experience. Plus, it was only short-term, so I did not have to keep up such a pace forever.
It ended in mid-February. On 22/2, I hopped a flight home (telling only my sister and two trusted friends in Atlanta). I managed to surprise my mom just in time for her birthday and then kept things going by popping into a party with shocked friends that weekend.
All that to say that I am now back in Atlanta. As I write this, I am laying in my comfy, comfy bed, listening to the rain outside, drinking water from the tap, and not worrying about failing electricity. There are worse things for one to be doing.
I'm not sure what's next. A big part of me wants to stay in America and simply enjoy being in my mid-20s. It's time to have a real social life - a real dating life - if only for a year or so.
I don't think I'm exactly done with Africa either and I'd still like to make my way over to Southeast Asia. For now, however, I'm just focused on the next few months.
In terms of this blog, I'll certainly keep it going. I've still stories to tell and experiences to share. If nothing else, I still need to write out the Mr Wang's Part II, the sequel to this post. What's more, I've finally managed to change the address for Another Window. Instead of tjo85.blogspot.com, you can now get here via AnotherWindow.blogspot.com.
In addition, I'm now working on another project...
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