Three Months in Bangladesh: I'm really bad at this whole updating thing aren't I?

Well I have some good news..I finally found a place in Bangladesh where I can get decent internet connection- almost to the point where I think I can even download something if I want to. It's of course in the posch part of town where the locals speak english and the foreigners try to speak bangla. It's an awkward mix if you truly think of it, luckily for me I don't. I've been at this coffee shop for almost 6 hours now and have only gotten one coffee and one brownie. I'm beginning to slightly feel guilty for just now stealing their internet, but it really is the only way for me to get any work done. Things are going alright here, nothing too amazing..actually that's a lie. I had whitecastle last week. Met a really awesome guy who works for the US Embassy, who took some friends and I back to his place and reminded me of how great home is. God, I cannot wait to go home and take a long hot shower while eating a 4x4 from In N Out. Yes, I really do plan on doing both at the same time; you can watch if you want to, but I'd probably have to charge now that I'm broke. Broke!

(Side note: There is a table with 2 girls who keep glancing at me because I think they're shocked that I'm basically wearing pajama's in a fairly fancy coffee shop, I, however, can care less. I've really started dressing down here and just speak english if anyone tries to talk down to me. I think it's rude, but at times I feel like such a local that I just do it- I've even begun to haggle with the rickshaw drivers here).

I should probably pay my bill sometime soon. Going out to dinner with some friends in a little bit. I'm pretty hungry considering I've only eaten a brownie in the past six hours. I don't think I truly realized that because I've just been so obsessed with this internet connection.

It's interesting to be at a coffee shop for so long, you see people come and go and wonder what they're doing and who they are. It's making me think all of this is nothing more than a memory that will disappear from me years from now. I wish I could hold onto all of my memories, but then I wonder what I'd try to live for. I remember I've always told people that people are to a certain degree replaceable. I think I say that to shield myself of having to get too close to people in case they ever chose to leave me. I'm usually the one doing the leaving, don't really have too many people in my life who've left me.

I've been doing a lot of inward thinking lately, since I pretty much have this week off to take care of my life and prep for my new assignment for the month. I'll be working in the social-business side of the organization and hopefully be part of a multi-million dollar deal- for me. jk.

A part of me is also ready to come back home. I kinda want to be surrounded by family and friends right now. I can use some hugs.

This post is sounding way to emo- I'm not sad or anything, I think I've just hit a wall of sorts. I need to refocus, gather up some energy and hit the ground running again. I hope you're all doing well and thank you to those keep tabs on me through fb messages and e-mails. You don't know how much they mean to me.

Heart you all.

-Mahbub

OH SHIT. HERE ARE SOME PICTURES!!!!!!!!