8th day in Thailand

It's 11:21 PM and I'm in the AFS head office in Maha Sarakham City. They asked me if I wanted to come and do the AFS interviews for students that want to travel abroad, and I thought - why not? I have been here for one and a half hour and basically nothing has happend, so I asked for internet, and they have ADSL flatscreen internet here. That's where all my AFS money is going, but they could not get me a freakin bed. OK. a little update of what has happend the past eight days. On friday the 7th I arrived in Bangkok. the 8th the introduction camp for AFS Thailand started at an airconditioned hotel, it was cool, and I met a bunch of great people. We got a crash course in Thai culture, language, sex and religion. The next day (on the 9th) we had the same, and we met our consellors (dont know the spelling) from our school, it was nice. Thai food really is spicy and some of it is quite different from what I'm used to, to express myself diplomatically. (some of it taste like crap!, note some) I met some cool belgian people who and Seb gave me Belgian music, that has really saved me the past days from going mentally crazy among these people. Monday I went to my host family by bus, and NOT an airconditioned one. ('we are going by an air conditioned bus, right?' - ' Oh, yes yes' MY A??) I saw my room and I was shocked, I had no freaking bed! They took me to this 3 x 3 m room and there was a blanket on the floor just waiting for me. My host father said that it USED TO BE a bed in here, just that they removed it because they thought it would be too short for me. what a fuckin silly excuse is that. Here I am, arriving tired, working hard to pay the 8OOO euro fee, and they have NO BED in my BEDROOM. Which btw turned out not to be my bedroom. In the application to the host family to AFS, that I got in my mail they had pictured a room, with a bed and written: AFS Stuents BEDroom. But in my room there was no bed. It turned out that these people had pictured their own bedroom, and sent it in as my bedroom. So I'm concidering moving into my host parents bedroom and stick their application on the door, cuz according to that, it's MY BEDROOM! ok. so the school is OK, there is this cool volunteer there from Scotland. He is staying there a one moore month, then he is leaving, and I can start acting schizofrenic and say monologues to myself in english. My advisor is named Pann (pron. Pen) and has been in Vermount for a year, so she speak pretty good englsih, and she is really caring. So the school is great so far. (ive only been ther for two days) the gave me flowers and stuff the first day, but no one helped me to prepare any speech, as AFS promised me they'd do. It went fine, just that it was a bit short. ok. I think this is enaugh for now, I'll come back with more later. I'm lonely up here in nowhere.