Love is a Bunch of Bananas

It's the little things in life that make all the difference. For me, it usually involves bananas. Practically every morning, my host mom or dad gives me two hard boiled eggs and a banana. However, this morning, there were no bananas on the premise. I can easily cope with the fact that there are no bananas, but my host dad would not rest until I had a banana. When we arrived at the school, he ran to the convenient store to buy a banana, but the convenient store didn't have any bananas. I went on my run, knowing I wouldn't have a banana as I usually do. However, when I arrived, there was a banana right beside my backpack. There was a group of girls sitting next to my backpack, but I had a feeling that that banana was for me. Love is a bunch of bananas, and sometimes just one.

Today was our last day of classes. We reviewed a lot of what we learned, and practiced a little for our performance. Sadly, there was no cultural activity today; we just continued to practice for our performance. We went through the whole performance: the poems, the play, the songs, the other songs, the other songs after that, and some speeches. Two hours of practice later, we headed out in the pouring rain. Taylor invited me to have my nails painted with Nurie, Nikki, and her, but Nurie and Taylor ended up going home because it's the second to last dinner here in Chengdu we may have with our families. 吴璨 and I headed home as well.

I ate my weight in plums as I always do, and then we had dinner together. My host mom cooked everything I love, including cabbage in a nice broth, tomatoes cooked with egg, pumpkin orange squash, chicken with her special seasoning, and the awesome wood ear mushrooms. I practically ate all the cabbage and the chicken. I ate quite a bit of the other dishes too. Afterwards, I studied big time for the final test tomorrow, and wrote thank you notes on the backs of my panda charms to give to many people. Truly another wonderful day in Chengdu.