I've been proposed!

Wow! My first marriage proposal at the age of 23. LOL. Lucky for Jon,
I turned the guy down.

Background: Me and Jeanne were swimming at the pool (Saturday). Jeanne
chats up two locals. Apparently, one of them needs to learn to swim
for a job (and was only given 2 weeks to learn to swim!) so she
volunteers me. He agrees to pay for my transport and pool fee to teach
him. As of Saturday, the man, Simpson, just learned sort of
breaststroke. On Sunday, I teach Simpson the basics of flutter kicking
and freestyle. We met again today, which by the way, the swim session
was successful. He can now swim freestyle enough to get him to a
nearby boat and tread/float enough to get someone's attention. Here
was today's conversation:

S: Tiffany, can I ask you two questions.
T: Sure. What's up?
S. Have you ever thought of having Ugandan citizenship?
T: No. I'm happy with my American citizenship.
S: Well, would you ever consider having a Ugandan man?
T: I have a boyfriend I'm happy with. Sorry.
S: What about children?
T: I'm not interested in having kids.
S: I just want to have one. I make enough money to support a family. 1
million shillings a month is good enough to support a family in
Uganda. And the lifestyle here is good and easy for you, not like
America where the cost of living is high.
T: ehh..No thanks!
S: Well I pray God will bring us together and answer my prayers.
...(later when we parted) S: I love you.
T: -___-- bye!

Also...

There are a ton of Chinese workers here in Uganda. They build the
roads, put in the complicated electricity stuff and do construction.
So this one Chinese guy, whose name I cannot pronounce and I had
become acquaintances over the last couple of weeks as he always passes
by where I am and we've talked once or twice (I really can't
understand him. His Chinese is countryside and he mumbles). So anyhow,
occasionally when he sees me these days, he'll stop and say hi.
Earlier this week, he had asked if I needed a ride to town. I didn't
so I said no thanks, but thanks anyways. Yesterday, I did need a ride
into town. And I happened to see him and he had asked me if I needed a
ride (nevermind that it was out of the way for him...which I pointed
out to him). So I said, I would call him in about half an hour for a
ride and he agreed. So later, he picks me and a couple friends up and
takes us to town.

On the way, he asks me what my Christmas plans are. Apparently, many
of the Chinese people are gathering in Kampala for Christmas. He
invites me to come. We also pass by another Chinese guy on the way.
Minutes after we pass the other Chinese guy, my Chinese friend's phone
rings. He picks up and answers the phone in Chinese: "No, she's not
Chinese, she's Taiwanese." -____- I'm still in the car you know! LOL

anyways...I think all the attention I receive from Chinese people in
my area is because all the workers are guys and I'm probably the only
young Chinese female around. I have yet to see a female Chinese except
for other volunteers (only 1) and the lady who works the Chinese
supermarket in town.

Man. And my house smells like smoke. I went outside to make sure it's
not a fire. Apparently, my neighbor is burning something to chase
mosquitos away. It smells more like burnt food/wood to me...

And sadness...I weigh 134 tonight x[p Although it is after
dinner...(fajitas yum!)