high school musical re runs

Last night I had a nightmare. A nightmare that was so much like real life that is scared me to consciousness. I was sitting in some sort of formal gathering. My friends and family surrounded me. There was a program of speakers and I was sitting in a seat in the middle of the room.

As speakers continually went over their allotted time slots, the program became more and more behind schedule (which would normally stress me out, but for some reason did not). Finally, one of the organizers passed a note to one of the girls speaking. It was something about how there was no more time and she needed to finish her talk early.

All of the sudden she started freaking out (okay this didn’t seem quite like real life...). She started screaming how she has fixed her hair for an hour-AN HOUR-for this! They were so selfish to cut down her time etc etc... All of the sudden all of her screaming started getting louder and louder in my head. Everyone started talking about how bad they felt for her and complaining about so many materialistic things (like her straightener. random.). The words got louder and louder and I couldn’t take it anymore. I had to walk out. All that was running through my head was “How can these people not realize how LUCKY they are!”

I sat in a plastic chair looking out at the rain pouring down (so emotional, i know) and all I could think about was how all I wanted at that moment was to be back in Nepal. Back with the beautiful people here who are so grateful for the little they do have.

I woke up feeling relieved I was still sleeping on my hard little bed in my cold bedroom in the dusty city of Kathmandu. It’s not every day that I feel that way...

Okay who wants to bet that I am going to have a difficult time adjusting back?! Haha.

I'm just going to walk around america looking like this..

I'll totally fit in.