I Miss Hot Water

I miss hot water. Our room has no running hot water. This means that I can't wash some of my clothes.
Speaking of which, MOM, I am proud to announce that I have successfully washed my cold water clothes by hand in a pink bucket. I made sure to run them through twice so there isn't any extra soap on them, just like you said. They're hanging outside on the clothesline as we speak (inside out). The Chinese boys watched me try to wash my clothes. It was a little creepy, but the only place there was to wash them was on the balcony, right in front of their own balconies. I've noticed that Chinese boys are prone to wearing briefs as opposed to boxers. It's really funny because they're so skinny. There are like no muscular people here either, of any gender. I feel fat.
Le sigh.
Something else I think is interesting is that the teachers require students to draw or paint on the second chalk board in every classroom. I guess it's because ShaXi is a fashion design school? It's really cool because there are a bunch of (fake) models that have these fancy outfits on them in the lobby. They are all made by hand by students, which is pretty much awesome. Many, many of the students clothes are in fashion shows in MILAN and PARIS. MILAN AND PARIS. That's how good these kids are. I say "kids" because guys do this too. It's funny because right after you ask what their major is, they'll say "Crozing (clothing) and drawing. But I'm not gay."
Ha.