In just a few days, the third month of my being-back-at-home will be over. That means for three months, I have done nothing but sleep, eat, and play. I also realize that it has been about three months since I've written in here.. Again, sorry!
I can happily say that the first two months of my unemployment here in LA was completely intentional/voluntary/i don't really know what else to call it. You know, that "Oh, no, I"m not working right now. I'm just taking a break before I start working again."
Little did I know that I really should have started that job hunt as soon as I got home in order to land a job by month 3 because apparently, it takes that long. Or longer. I wouldn't know yet, cause NOBODY WILL HIRE ME!
I knew it was going to be hard finding a job when I got back home. But I was arrogant enough to think consider myself a fairly smart person (though you'd never be able to tell by looking at my transcript..), a hard worker, and with enough work experience to get myself a job faiiirrlyy easily. Not so, my friends. Not so.
At first, I was applying to jobs "worthy" of me. Jobs that were good enough, you know? Assistant restaurant manager, F&B supervisor, things like that. Then, as the rejection letters came rolling in, it was "front desk associate", "host", "server".. And now, as even those rejection letters arrive, I feel an overwhelming sense of.. PANIC. Whattt am I going to do? I can't even get a front desk job?!?
I regret not working harder in college, not getting involved in clubs, not getting on the good side of my professors.. but regret aside, I realize that I would be in a higher position if I had just worked straight out of high school and not gone to college. You know, that whole.. work your way up thing. Was it a waste of 4 years? It certainly was a fun four years..
Anyway, was there a real point to this post? I don't know. I guess I just wanted to share my frustration with you all.
To those still in Korea, hope you're taking care of yourselves. Stay warm, eat well.
To those who left Korea before I, I miss you guys.
To everyone else, hello!
goodbye.
Thursday, February 24, 2011
Monday, December 6, 2010
Reunited, and it feeeels so Gooooood~
=] I'm home. muahahhaa. I can't believe I'm actually home, but it feels so natural.. almost like I never left. Only now, I have a greater appreciation of vegetables, cheap cheese, and ethnic food. And less appreciation for alcohol and smokers.
I've been trying to get my affairs in order: getting insurance, getting a phone, registering my car, all those little things I need to take care of.. I'm still waiting to be able to register my car, so I'm a bit transportation-less at the moment, which is a little frustrating. I've been pretty much sitting at home the last few days. So, if you'd like to take a little side detour out to my house in la habra, you're more than welcome.
On a side note, tonight I had a what-a-baby moment. I sliced open a head of cauliflower for my dinner... when I noticed the blood. I had cut in half a worm that was hiding inside. T_T i whimpered.. then I tried to clean it.. and gave up. grossed out, i ran away screaming, telling my mom to do it for me as i ran up the stairs.
thank God for moms.
I've been trying to get my affairs in order: getting insurance, getting a phone, registering my car, all those little things I need to take care of.. I'm still waiting to be able to register my car, so I'm a bit transportation-less at the moment, which is a little frustrating. I've been pretty much sitting at home the last few days. So, if you'd like to take a little side detour out to my house in la habra, you're more than welcome.
On a side note, tonight I had a what-a-baby moment. I sliced open a head of cauliflower for my dinner... when I noticed the blood. I had cut in half a worm that was hiding inside. T_T i whimpered.. then I tried to clean it.. and gave up. grossed out, i ran away screaming, telling my mom to do it for me as i ran up the stairs.
thank God for moms.
Wednesday, November 24, 2010
my achy breaky heart
It's officially one week before I head back to Cali.. well, Technically a few hours less than a week but you get my drift. =] I'm super excited, but I don't think I've fully realized that I'll be going home. I feel... restless; I really want to go home. I haven't really felt any regret or sadness yet.. Perhaps that's all brewing inside until my last few hours here.
I thought I'd share something with you all that I thought was rather remarkable.. Mind you, this involves some pretty embarrassing information on my part.. information that will probably stamp me a permanent spot in the losers' hall of fame.. but it's interesting nonetheless so I'll share it. :D
I was talking to.. I think Sarah darkness a few weeks ago about what it would take to keep me here another year in Korea. (I'm really really excited to go home.) I think we came to the conclusion that if my perfect guy (perfect at first glance, anyway.. as in incredibly handsome, rich, charming, the works..) asked me out on a date, then I might decide to sign on for another year in Korea. However, feeling preetttty freaking safe that the chances of that happening are slim to none, I was pretty sure I was going to be heading home in a few weeks time.
Now, here we are, a week before my departure, and nothing's changed... sort of.
Have any of you been to Korea? If you have, you know that it's pretty much... couples central. Couple tees. Couple cell phones. Campus couples. Cafes for couples.. ( A twosome place. Really? You had to single out us loners, eh?) Almost everything in the country screams "YOU SHOULD BE IN A RELATIONSHIP! WHY ARE YOU HERE ALONE?!" Every time I go somewhere alone, whether it be a cafe, or a restaurant or the market, I always manage to feel a little bit lonely because I'm usually surrounded by others in love.
I've had my ups and downs of lonliness in my life. I've never had a boyfriend.. never been on a date. never had my first kiss. (man this is embarassing..) and for the most part, I've been okay. I've been lonely, sometimes lonelier than at others, but being here in Korea has affected me a little bit more. A lot of my friends back at home are single.. Here, not so much. It also doesn't help that my students are constantly asking me if I have a boyfriend or am I "solo"? Am I married? How many boyfriends have you had? How old were you when you got your first kiss? Kids, your guess is as good as mine.
However, in the last few weeks, something rather remarkable.. (at least in my uneventful life) happened. twice. I was asked out.
hAHAHHAHA.A
Okay, so let me tell you what happened. The first time, I was exiting the subway station about to walk home, when this older guy.. (If I had to guess his age, I would say 33-35.) approached me and basically said that I was his ideal type and would I like to go have some coffee with him? He looked fairly normal, although.. old.. and kind of nerdy.. but I declined, and it was actually quite a feat to brush him off. The second time was about a week ago, when I was leaving my officetel heading for work when this guy who apparently lives in my building asked me for my number.. I told him I was leaving the country, though, and I haven't seen him since.
So what do I make of these two encounters? I think it's pretty amazing that in the midst of feeling lonely, while being in a country by myself.. being surrounded by signs of love and boyfriends/girlfriends, that my loving God takes the time to give me reassurance that he is, in fact, preparing someone for me, and that however undesirable I might believe myself to be, HE still loves me and tries to make me feel a little of that love.. in a more obvious way.
So thank you, Lord, for making my day. =]
I thought I'd share something with you all that I thought was rather remarkable.. Mind you, this involves some pretty embarrassing information on my part.. information that will probably stamp me a permanent spot in the losers' hall of fame.. but it's interesting nonetheless so I'll share it. :D
I was talking to.. I think Sarah darkness a few weeks ago about what it would take to keep me here another year in Korea. (I'm really really excited to go home.) I think we came to the conclusion that if my perfect guy (perfect at first glance, anyway.. as in incredibly handsome, rich, charming, the works..) asked me out on a date, then I might decide to sign on for another year in Korea. However, feeling preetttty freaking safe that the chances of that happening are slim to none, I was pretty sure I was going to be heading home in a few weeks time.
Now, here we are, a week before my departure, and nothing's changed... sort of.
Have any of you been to Korea? If you have, you know that it's pretty much... couples central. Couple tees. Couple cell phones. Campus couples. Cafes for couples.. ( A twosome place. Really? You had to single out us loners, eh?) Almost everything in the country screams "YOU SHOULD BE IN A RELATIONSHIP! WHY ARE YOU HERE ALONE?!" Every time I go somewhere alone, whether it be a cafe, or a restaurant or the market, I always manage to feel a little bit lonely because I'm usually surrounded by others in love.
I've had my ups and downs of lonliness in my life. I've never had a boyfriend.. never been on a date. never had my first kiss. (man this is embarassing..) and for the most part, I've been okay. I've been lonely, sometimes lonelier than at others, but being here in Korea has affected me a little bit more. A lot of my friends back at home are single.. Here, not so much. It also doesn't help that my students are constantly asking me if I have a boyfriend or am I "solo"? Am I married? How many boyfriends have you had? How old were you when you got your first kiss? Kids, your guess is as good as mine.
However, in the last few weeks, something rather remarkable.. (at least in my uneventful life) happened. twice. I was asked out.
hAHAHHAHA.A
Okay, so let me tell you what happened. The first time, I was exiting the subway station about to walk home, when this older guy.. (If I had to guess his age, I would say 33-35.) approached me and basically said that I was his ideal type and would I like to go have some coffee with him? He looked fairly normal, although.. old.. and kind of nerdy.. but I declined, and it was actually quite a feat to brush him off. The second time was about a week ago, when I was leaving my officetel heading for work when this guy who apparently lives in my building asked me for my number.. I told him I was leaving the country, though, and I haven't seen him since.
So what do I make of these two encounters? I think it's pretty amazing that in the midst of feeling lonely, while being in a country by myself.. being surrounded by signs of love and boyfriends/girlfriends, that my loving God takes the time to give me reassurance that he is, in fact, preparing someone for me, and that however undesirable I might believe myself to be, HE still loves me and tries to make me feel a little of that love.. in a more obvious way.
So thank you, Lord, for making my day. =]
Friday, October 29, 2010
The home stretch.
This is it! One more month to go. Four more weeks of teaching, then I'm outta here. I'll finally get to go home to sunny Southern California, where I belong.
Although this term has been pretty smooth so far, I still can't wait for it to be over. Generally, I have pretty good students. I have a masters class of middle school students who are so intelligent and articulate that it amazes me that I'm their teacher. I love to talk about different subjects with them.. culture, global issues, kpop.. Sometimes I feel like they're my younger peers. I'm really going to miss that class.
On the other hand, I do have a class I can't wait to be finished with. A lower level middle school class, half the class is comprised of teachers'-worst-nightmares students. They don't work, they don't listen to what I say, I don't think they understand half of the words that come out of my mouth.. I found out today that 2 of my three worst students have dropped out and the third told me today that he was also quitting. Although I was relieved, (I'm sure my classes are going to run much more smoothly from now on) I was also disappointed that I'd, essentially, failed to turn them into capable students. But for now, I'm just going to breathe a sigh of relief that I won't be spending most of my classtime yelling at them or trying to talk over them.
I've been thinking about how much money I've saved over the last year, though I've been trying not to. The high pay we English teachers receive in combination with the relatively low cost of living here in Korea has allowed me to accumulate a nice little chunk of savings over the year without even trying. (Although, a pretty extravagant lifestyle in the first half of the year has left me with less than some others I know. Hehe.) But I've been planning on doing something I've never done before: tithing.
I've had jobs before, and I know I should've tithed before. But with the credit card debt I'd accumulated over my college years, plus making minimum wage, equaled my being too desperate to use every dollar I'd earned. I never set aside that tenth to lift up to God. But now, I suppose I've finally become a true full-time, working adult. I make a solid earning, and I'm planning to tithe for the first time at the church I've been attending in Seoul before I leave for the States.
After I tithe, and after I pay back my dad for a loan he made me a few years ago, I am going to have... a lot less money. I'm trying not to think about it. I know I'm not supposed to worry about money. I know that what I give to God, he will return to me many many times over, but I can't help but think in the back of my mind.. "Dang it.. I really wanted to go to Spain." or "I really wanted to eat at that restaurant.."
And so Lord, would you give me trust and assurance that I don't need to worry about money. Would you continue to watch over my pocketbook and help me not to be so materialistic. (haha) And would you help me to trust that you'll show me all of your creation in due time. Amen.
How did this turn from a post into my last month in Korea to a post about money? Hmm.
Although this term has been pretty smooth so far, I still can't wait for it to be over. Generally, I have pretty good students. I have a masters class of middle school students who are so intelligent and articulate that it amazes me that I'm their teacher. I love to talk about different subjects with them.. culture, global issues, kpop.. Sometimes I feel like they're my younger peers. I'm really going to miss that class.
On the other hand, I do have a class I can't wait to be finished with. A lower level middle school class, half the class is comprised of teachers'-worst-nightmares students. They don't work, they don't listen to what I say, I don't think they understand half of the words that come out of my mouth.. I found out today that 2 of my three worst students have dropped out and the third told me today that he was also quitting. Although I was relieved, (I'm sure my classes are going to run much more smoothly from now on) I was also disappointed that I'd, essentially, failed to turn them into capable students. But for now, I'm just going to breathe a sigh of relief that I won't be spending most of my classtime yelling at them or trying to talk over them.
I've been thinking about how much money I've saved over the last year, though I've been trying not to. The high pay we English teachers receive in combination with the relatively low cost of living here in Korea has allowed me to accumulate a nice little chunk of savings over the year without even trying. (Although, a pretty extravagant lifestyle in the first half of the year has left me with less than some others I know. Hehe.) But I've been planning on doing something I've never done before: tithing.
I've had jobs before, and I know I should've tithed before. But with the credit card debt I'd accumulated over my college years, plus making minimum wage, equaled my being too desperate to use every dollar I'd earned. I never set aside that tenth to lift up to God. But now, I suppose I've finally become a true full-time, working adult. I make a solid earning, and I'm planning to tithe for the first time at the church I've been attending in Seoul before I leave for the States.
After I tithe, and after I pay back my dad for a loan he made me a few years ago, I am going to have... a lot less money. I'm trying not to think about it. I know I'm not supposed to worry about money. I know that what I give to God, he will return to me many many times over, but I can't help but think in the back of my mind.. "Dang it.. I really wanted to go to Spain." or "I really wanted to eat at that restaurant.."
And so Lord, would you give me trust and assurance that I don't need to worry about money. Would you continue to watch over my pocketbook and help me not to be so materialistic. (haha) And would you help me to trust that you'll show me all of your creation in due time. Amen.
How did this turn from a post into my last month in Korea to a post about money? Hmm.
Saturday, October 16, 2010
my familia.
(i like to change some words into spanish to make my titles seem cooler.)
I was reading a friend's blog post about her relationship with her mom and it made me want to cry. For two reasons:
1. My heart hurt for her and the pain she's felt over the years.
2. I missed my own mom and dad very much. And I realize how much they love and care for me.
I used to hate my mom. When I was growing up, she and I fought a lot.. I always ran to my dad for comfort and protection (literally.. ) and all of my friends were scared of her. Mostly, I think, because of stories I told them.. hehe..
However, as I've gotten older, and especially since I've lived outside of home, I've been able to take a step back and look at my mom and dad for who they are: two incredibly loving, supportive parents.
I should've known earlier how much they love me. Once when I was younger... I think I was in the second or third grade, my mom and I had gotten into a fight (over what, I have no idea) and I basically burst into tears and told her that she didn't love me. She burst into tears, grabbed me, and wrapped me into her arms, telling me how much she loved me. I think that was the first time I felt her love so... really? is that the word? It was real.
I've never had to worry about money. I've never had to worry about, really, anything in my life because I knew my parents were going to support me. They let me go to whatever school I wanted because of what I wanted to do. Even when I've made some incredibly idiotic mistakes in my life.. (some of which were very expensive) They've been been there to fix the problem for me. My dad used to sit by my side at night in high school when I couldn't sleep because of pain in my stomach.. for hours, into the morning.. then he would go to work. And not just one on occasion.. It was almost every night, for weeks.
I could go on and on. I have hundreds of stories of their love for me.. and I think being here in Korea has made me so much more appreciative of it. And not only because I'm far away from them, and I miss them. For another reason.
I've been experiencing Korean culture, and I'm not liking all of it. The drinking culture, the smoking culture, the hierarchy and respect thing.. It's all very disappointing to me. My rose-colored lenses about Korea are definitely shattered now. I've seen the typical, drunk Korean man and he's not a person I can gather much respect for. My father is the exact opposite of that. He doesn't drink or smoke. He shows his affection and love to me. He doesn't care that I don't speak to him formally, like some of my friends' parents do.. How could my parents have grown up in this environment and turned out the way they did? I don't know.
but in a word, how am I feeling?
Blessed.
I was reading a friend's blog post about her relationship with her mom and it made me want to cry. For two reasons:
1. My heart hurt for her and the pain she's felt over the years.
2. I missed my own mom and dad very much. And I realize how much they love and care for me.
I used to hate my mom. When I was growing up, she and I fought a lot.. I always ran to my dad for comfort and protection (literally.. ) and all of my friends were scared of her. Mostly, I think, because of stories I told them.. hehe..
However, as I've gotten older, and especially since I've lived outside of home, I've been able to take a step back and look at my mom and dad for who they are: two incredibly loving, supportive parents.
I should've known earlier how much they love me. Once when I was younger... I think I was in the second or third grade, my mom and I had gotten into a fight (over what, I have no idea) and I basically burst into tears and told her that she didn't love me. She burst into tears, grabbed me, and wrapped me into her arms, telling me how much she loved me. I think that was the first time I felt her love so... really? is that the word? It was real.
I've never had to worry about money. I've never had to worry about, really, anything in my life because I knew my parents were going to support me. They let me go to whatever school I wanted because of what I wanted to do. Even when I've made some incredibly idiotic mistakes in my life.. (some of which were very expensive) They've been been there to fix the problem for me. My dad used to sit by my side at night in high school when I couldn't sleep because of pain in my stomach.. for hours, into the morning.. then he would go to work. And not just one on occasion.. It was almost every night, for weeks.
I could go on and on. I have hundreds of stories of their love for me.. and I think being here in Korea has made me so much more appreciative of it. And not only because I'm far away from them, and I miss them. For another reason.
I've been experiencing Korean culture, and I'm not liking all of it. The drinking culture, the smoking culture, the hierarchy and respect thing.. It's all very disappointing to me. My rose-colored lenses about Korea are definitely shattered now. I've seen the typical, drunk Korean man and he's not a person I can gather much respect for. My father is the exact opposite of that. He doesn't drink or smoke. He shows his affection and love to me. He doesn't care that I don't speak to him formally, like some of my friends' parents do.. How could my parents have grown up in this environment and turned out the way they did? I don't know.
but in a word, how am I feeling?
Blessed.
Tuesday, October 5, 2010
back again..
I'm feeling sheepish. =]
I started this blog with the full intent that I would keep it up. Write frequently.. with a new start, i would have new energy.
obviously, that failed. haha so i apologize, but I am BACK and ready to update you all (all five of you!) on my recent adventures.
Many many moons ago, my friends here in Ansan left me.. Jamie.. Audrey.. Meagan, Tommy.. all of them. haha. And although I miss them all terribly and would much rather they be here with me, I'm happy to report that life hasn't sucked completely here in Ansan since. I've gotten to know my other coworkers a little bit better, and I have two new teachers to chill with. One's from LA (yay!) and the other is from Boston..? It's been pretty good.
(Oh! Jenn had left too! I was supposed to meet with her and Grace before she left, but I hadn't been feeling well that day and totally failed them. Sorry Jenn.. but we will meet again in LA. =] )
However, I still can't wait to go home!! TWO MORE MONTHS! I'm super excited. Although it still feels a little far away, I realize that I only have about 8 more weekends here. It's gonna go by in a flash. I was talking to my dad the other day, and he asked me "don't you want to do any more sightseeing in Korea while you have the chance?" and in my impatience to go home, i replied.. "there's nothing left to see. There's nothing to do here.. " but I realize there is.. in fact a lot of stuff I still haven't done here. (hehe.) Lately, I've been having a lot of free time because of cancelled classes.. and instead of going out to venture and sightsee, I've been kind of just lounging about.. wasting my time. I should take advantage of my new found free time.. but i do so hate to go around alone..
Today, I took a bike ride around Ansan lake park and the library.. After picking up a few books to help me pass the time, I took a ride around. I thought I had been to the lake park before, and I'm pretty sure I had, but the lake park I saw today was BEAUTIFUL. It's a lot bigger than I had thought, and it was my first time riding around in the day, and I saw more than I ever had before. I only wish I had my camera because it was such a lovely day.. The weather was wonderful, there was a nice breeze, and it was just.. nice. and peaceful. I sat on a bench and started reading in this beautiful weather, when an elderly couple sat on the bench next to me.. and pulled out their radio. -_- They ruined my peace. After enduring their k-pop for about ten fifteen minutes (yes, even the elderly here listen to kpop), i hopped on my bike as if i were going to leave. i rode about 100 meters away and sat on another bench and continued my reading. (haha i think they saw me too..)
i recently took a short (4 night) trip to Thailand. =] It was muchos fun. Left Sunday morning, arrived Sunday night.. spent monday alone, and Jamie arrived on Tuesday morning. It was pretty chill, did a lot of eating, some sightseeing.. if you want to know more, ask me. =]
I guess that's about it for now. I'm gonna go reread The Witch of Blackbird Pond.
I started this blog with the full intent that I would keep it up. Write frequently.. with a new start, i would have new energy.
obviously, that failed. haha so i apologize, but I am BACK and ready to update you all (all five of you!) on my recent adventures.
Many many moons ago, my friends here in Ansan left me.. Jamie.. Audrey.. Meagan, Tommy.. all of them. haha. And although I miss them all terribly and would much rather they be here with me, I'm happy to report that life hasn't sucked completely here in Ansan since. I've gotten to know my other coworkers a little bit better, and I have two new teachers to chill with. One's from LA (yay!) and the other is from Boston..? It's been pretty good.
(Oh! Jenn had left too! I was supposed to meet with her and Grace before she left, but I hadn't been feeling well that day and totally failed them. Sorry Jenn.. but we will meet again in LA. =] )
However, I still can't wait to go home!! TWO MORE MONTHS! I'm super excited. Although it still feels a little far away, I realize that I only have about 8 more weekends here. It's gonna go by in a flash. I was talking to my dad the other day, and he asked me "don't you want to do any more sightseeing in Korea while you have the chance?" and in my impatience to go home, i replied.. "there's nothing left to see. There's nothing to do here.. " but I realize there is.. in fact a lot of stuff I still haven't done here. (hehe.) Lately, I've been having a lot of free time because of cancelled classes.. and instead of going out to venture and sightsee, I've been kind of just lounging about.. wasting my time. I should take advantage of my new found free time.. but i do so hate to go around alone..
Today, I took a bike ride around Ansan lake park and the library.. After picking up a few books to help me pass the time, I took a ride around. I thought I had been to the lake park before, and I'm pretty sure I had, but the lake park I saw today was BEAUTIFUL. It's a lot bigger than I had thought, and it was my first time riding around in the day, and I saw more than I ever had before. I only wish I had my camera because it was such a lovely day.. The weather was wonderful, there was a nice breeze, and it was just.. nice. and peaceful. I sat on a bench and started reading in this beautiful weather, when an elderly couple sat on the bench next to me.. and pulled out their radio. -_- They ruined my peace. After enduring their k-pop for about ten fifteen minutes (yes, even the elderly here listen to kpop), i hopped on my bike as if i were going to leave. i rode about 100 meters away and sat on another bench and continued my reading. (haha i think they saw me too..)
i recently took a short (4 night) trip to Thailand. =] It was muchos fun. Left Sunday morning, arrived Sunday night.. spent monday alone, and Jamie arrived on Tuesday morning. It was pretty chill, did a lot of eating, some sightseeing.. if you want to know more, ask me. =]
I guess that's about it for now. I'm gonna go reread The Witch of Blackbird Pond.
Saturday, August 14, 2010
JJiming-it Out.. but not really.
Guess where I am?
JJIMJILBANG. and it's eight in the morning.. and I have nothing to do.
Since this weekend is kind of Jamie's last weekend here in Korea before she has to start packing and getting ready to go, the girls decided to sleep over in Seoul. So Saturday evening, we went shopping, came to Itaewon to eat dinner, and now we're staying in the Hamilton Hotel's sauna...
I hate sleeping in saunas. It's uncomfortable, there're people all around you, it's either too hot or too cold.. people come in late at night and wake you up.. *sigh* I think i got a total of 4-5 hours of sleep last night. Don't think I'll be doing this again voluntarily any time soon.
Anyway, later today, we'll be doing more eating..maybe shopping.. I dunno.. but I don't know how long I'll last cause I'm still tired..
I keep thinking that I update this blog pretty regularly.. but now I realize it's already been two weeks since I've written. I'm sorry to all my loyal followers! (haha.. jk. there are like.. two of you.) But to be honest, there just isn't all that much to update on. I feel like I'm just trying to get through the weeks.. the months.. waiting until the time when I'll finally be able to go home.
My brother had been thinking several months earlier on whether or not he should come to Korea. Money's good, job searching back in the States sucks, and it's something to do. And even though I couldn't really recommend it to him, I was excited to have someone close.. esp family.. come here with me.. so I told him "Yay!" and "Come!" ... now I feel a little bad. but at least he decided not to come.. so it's all okay in the end,right? =]
Jamie's sitting next to me. She can't sleep either, and she's finished sweating it out, me thinks. What to do...
Okay. time to go.
JJIMJILBANG. and it's eight in the morning.. and I have nothing to do.
Since this weekend is kind of Jamie's last weekend here in Korea before she has to start packing and getting ready to go, the girls decided to sleep over in Seoul. So Saturday evening, we went shopping, came to Itaewon to eat dinner, and now we're staying in the Hamilton Hotel's sauna...
I hate sleeping in saunas. It's uncomfortable, there're people all around you, it's either too hot or too cold.. people come in late at night and wake you up.. *sigh* I think i got a total of 4-5 hours of sleep last night. Don't think I'll be doing this again voluntarily any time soon.
Anyway, later today, we'll be doing more eating..maybe shopping.. I dunno.. but I don't know how long I'll last cause I'm still tired..
I keep thinking that I update this blog pretty regularly.. but now I realize it's already been two weeks since I've written. I'm sorry to all my loyal followers! (haha.. jk. there are like.. two of you.) But to be honest, there just isn't all that much to update on. I feel like I'm just trying to get through the weeks.. the months.. waiting until the time when I'll finally be able to go home.
My brother had been thinking several months earlier on whether or not he should come to Korea. Money's good, job searching back in the States sucks, and it's something to do. And even though I couldn't really recommend it to him, I was excited to have someone close.. esp family.. come here with me.. so I told him "Yay!" and "Come!" ... now I feel a little bad. but at least he decided not to come.. so it's all okay in the end,right? =]
Jamie's sitting next to me. She can't sleep either, and she's finished sweating it out, me thinks. What to do...
Okay. time to go.
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