I've been back on full-time schedule for three days. I'm very excited and nervous. Though it is like riding the bicycle, it still takes a while to get back into the groove. I've also been wearing my wig to work. Originally I just wanted to see how people would react, but now it's gradually growing into a routine. It's been obvious that, for a lot of my coworkers, it itakes some getting used to. I was told to leave the Teachers' Room a few times because the secretaries couldn't recognize me from behind and thought I was a student. A Japanese teacher who went on sebbatical last term stared at me for quite a while before she finally gasped and called my name.The Kate in Taiwan has always had short hair. No wonder people here are really having trouble getting used to the long-haired Kate. Hell, my own boyfriend didn't recognize me when we were out with some friends two nights ago. I was talking to a friend by the entrance and Bill was on his way to the bathroom. He looked straight at me (and I did the same to him), looked at Jimmy, looked at me again, and headed for the door. There was no expressions of acknowledgement on his face whatsoever. I swear he was shocked when I grabbed him by his waist as he walked pass me ("Who is this crazy chick?"). He explained later that it was dark and that he was on a mission to relief himself. It really didn't bother me that my boyfriend didn't recognize me. After all, we've only lived together for 2 short years.