10 more days of this hellhole

I got the word four days ago that I will (finally) switch host families, no thanks to Rotary Thailand. 

Thank you, home district.  Maybe now I will finally get to experience an exchange. Here is to the last three months.  (:

ps: Sorry my posts have been so short, but as one might imagine, I have not been doing anything. Besides, I do not think pages of my bitching would be the most entertaining to read. (:

edit: (I lied.  I am going to bitch some more)

To anyone who has been calling me unkind names over the last few months, get over yourselves.

Do you think that if I was truly causing my own unhappiness that I would still be here in Thailand?  I had the opportunity to go back home on several occasions, but I did not.  Why?  Because I know that I deserve better. 

People do not seem to understand the severity of my situation.  I do not like to talk about that part, but the reality is that my district here just does not care about me.  My host family does not care about me.  I have friends that do care about me, but there is little that they can do.  I was given this wonderful opportunity by Rotary and Rotary also ruined my experience.  

I talked to my host Rotary club's president yesterday about switching families.  He even said himself that the club has NO TIME for youth exchange.  The only reason they hosted me was because they had one student go out, therefore, they felt obligated to host as well.  That is not a good sign.

Now, about my host family?  They are neglectful.  They have left for days at a time, leaving me alone.  They lock me in the house and leave for hours on end.  They forget to feed me.  They just forget about me.  This is not a situation anyONE should ever be in, let alone an exchange student.  

People do not seem to understand that I am a social person and I very much enjoy HUMAN INTERACTION.  I have gone days without such.  I tried to talk to my host mom the few minutes she is outside her bedroom at night, and she just seemed uninterested.  I never see my host father; he is always in another country, and my host sisters just ignore me.

I have never once thought about throwing in the towel because, again, I want to experience an exchange.   I have never once thought, 'oh, enough of this shit, I give up.' because I am stronger than that.

Hopefully, in ten days, I will start to experience what I came here for: culture, language, people, interaction, and the like.

Good luck, Jaz. (: