I spent a nice, long weekend at home. While boarding the bus to Provo on Tuesday morning, I met a Korean sister. I’ve pretty much forgotten her name by now, unless it was Ji-yeon. She works at the Cannon Center, which I realized I’ve seen her at before. On the same bus, I met a Zack or Zach Chan, a Macau native, older than I am, who’s finishing some course of study at UVU.
Yesterday, I met Petra at the library. That night, I admitted to myself that I wanted to see her again… She was on my mind for part of today.
Some days ago, I became one of several dozen students to be interviewed by the assistants of a certain professor who is measuring the "attitudes toward dating" of BYU students. I haven’t felt representational of BYU students, and my radical anti-speed-dating, anti-predatorial views might be exaggerated in this sampling. Anyway, they had asked, and I had agreed.
One of their questions was about the last "date" I had, or thing that could be considered a "date". After defining "dating" as hanging out with somebody you were interested in, I decided that it was the bus ride I shared with Petra last year… After that, they framed many of their other questions in reference to her… One thing I mentioned to them was that I might feel hesitant to settle down if doing so presented an interruption of my life plans…
I slept in this morning, having stayed up last night talking mostly to Stetson. Although I missed two for-credit classes, it was for the good cause of gospelizing.
I went to the ELC at about 3:00 to meet my Korean study buddies. While there, I ran into "Ged" (or "Kate"), the teacher from Thailand. She expressed again that she might be willing to help me out with Thai. I guess I’ll see her on Monday when I next go there. The Koreans were Hwa-young, Eun-young, and Jeong-yeon. We seemed to have a nice time. They can use the time to fulfill some of their class requirements of talking to English-speakers. Soon I’ll go home and wait to meet Hideto… The Viet girl, Thao ("Jasmine"), came to her senses and e-mailed me that she’d be too busy this week. I gave an open-ended reply, but I don’t really expect to meet with her next week either. I think my Thai might surpass my Viet before long.
I went late to Mandarin. Afterward, I saw Petra again and accompanied her to class.
Two times I’ve seen McMurtree, an elder I knew in Mongolia.