got my fingers burned

these past few days were a tad trying..
although last night, my Uncle Lucas came over to Korea for a 2 day tour.
I met up with him after work.
It was great...it was finally nice to talk to and spend some time with someone who came from..well..home.
Although he thought i just finished my first year of university and was just taking a break....
man, if i was still in my first year of uni, i'd kill myself.

I heard this song on my mp3 player while walking the sophster.
the Hoju intro'd me to this singer and i'm really loving this song

a double take

During the one hour lunch break at my workplace.
A preschooler that I teach science to once a week (yes, yes, lets overlook the fallacy of me teaching, out of all the subjects to teach: science, to anyone or even to anything) saw me walking through the hallway.
She yells "Alicia Teacher!!!"
runs to me with open arms
I wave and say 'hello...' (trying to avoid saying her name since I could not remember her name)
She hugs me and doesn't let go.
She stays there for 5 minutes grabbing on to me..as I pat her back, trying to think about ways to be released out of her kiddie grasps..and how awkward this was.
Shella comes by and says "awww...whose maternal instincts are kicking in?!"
The girl lets go as I redirect her attention to another teacher/victim she could grab onto..
and then I immediately check my pocket where my wallet is located to see if it was still there.

Maternal instincts indeed.

The other night:
Shella "OH MY GOSH! YOU HAVE A G-STRING!!"
me "WHAT?!"
*shella picks up "g-string"*
me ".........
dude, that's my sports bra"
shella "....."
me "my arse is not that big"
shella "well...i gotta go now..."


Last week:
In my younger elementary class in which I have vehemently and repeatedly indicated to them that I am not Korean but Chinese-Canadian;
one of the girls came up to me at the end of class and said
"Teacher, I know you're not Korean because you're beautiful"
I didn't know what to say...b/c I didn't know which one to address first:
1) the error of me being beautiful or
2) The fact that she believes Koreans are not beautiful
so I just smiled to her and thanked her for her innocent, yet all too revealing, compliment.

Yesterday, I had 2 male younger kids grab my right boob (yes, JUST the right)
one grabbed it and yelled "MILK!"
and the other, grabbed it and I immediately grabbed his wrist and almost twisted it off until i realized that he was just a child...
and there was CCTV...

Also, today, while correcting one of my elementary kid's homework,
her assignment was to write a letter to one of her friends and to tell him/her how much she appreciated them.
She wrote one to me and wrote down how happy i made her
and that she loved me.
I was really touched.
I'm glad I make her happy...b/c *Gawd* knows i have so many miserable children who make me miserable and in return, I make them even more miserable.
*ah* such a vicious cycle.



I can't wait until this weekend.
I'll be going to a traditional show-buffet with a few co-workers.
It's called "Korea House",
i'll also hopefully fill my gullet with a big juicy burger, thanks to Melissa who will be giving me access into her army base...
and then sunday, i'll be attending the cherry blossom festival.
GLOOORIOUS!!
and then next May..i'll be in a new semester (*YES* no more 2 horrendous classes)
and there will be two long weekends back to back.
One long weekend will be spent w/ co-workers at either a spa or somewhere else out of seoul...paid by by our boss (accommodations and so forth).
^_^ V *yeeeeeee*

things are looking good.

By the way: Where the F**K are my letters?!?!?!?

Better in Time

Would I get better in time?
well....depends how i spend that time.
It's all about quality, not quantity.


An awesome thing happened,
despite being fuming with anger this past sunday, thanks to a certain brat messing with my stuff,
My good ol' pals, L&D, purchased me my first ever Birkenstock s!!!
I couldn't go with them to Uijeongbu because I had to clean up the mess,
so while they went, they remembered that I mentioned i really wanted the Birkenstocks I saw the other week b/c I've never had them and I needed some casual flip flops/sandals.
So...what did they do?! They bought it for me!
They're so awesome and comfy!!
that really made my day.

I've noticed that lately, a few of my younger students have been quite attached to me...
they've been hugging onto me and i've been having difficulty prying them off of me,
so i've been having to drag them around as I teach.
Or, when we have a little bit of free time, they do their word searches or coloring pages,
And while I'm helping one student, one or two either sits on my lap, hugs me, or rests their head on my head.
I'm glad that they're comfortable with me, but I fear the attachment...
and what my supervisors might say if they saw me like that.
I'm also happy that one of my worst students who rarely paid attention or did his homework started to do his homework and participate.
Apparently, he enjoys my class and enthusiastically does my homework and more than what was assigned.
I'm slightly touched by that, his mother called and thanked me for my hard work and patience with him..
The other day, he told me to go close up to him so he could whisper something.
He said he had something for me,
and I was worried it was some insect, frog or whatever disgusting thing that children just love to collect...i've heard stories about these things from the other teachers...
But in the end, he gave me an entire pack of these delicious yogurt flavoured caramels..or candy-gummyish things that I am now currently hooked on.
That made me happy,
not because, like many children, he has discovered my kryptonite is food...but that he willingly gave me a gift without it being a special occasion..and knowing that what he gave me was essentially like gold to him.
I gave him a big hug,
he shied away a bit, but he definitely loved my innocent affection.
It's odd, but I'm hitting it off better with the younger children than with the older ones, although it takes out more energy out of me to deal with the young'uns.
I've been informed by Lauren that when I speak to the younger children, I sound like i'm talking to Soph...
Although, really, it's not to demean them, but I need a friendlier voice to the younger ones, so they know once I drop my voice (aka my usual voice), I mean business.
And okay, I'm faking enthusiasm...
as many know, i'm not the most enthusiastic person in the world,
it's just not my thang.

Alright, gonna end this entry,
I gotta wake up a tad early to go to the gym, walk soph, and do whatever chore that must be done before I go to work.
I apologize for the lack of updates, but I have been busy..and I've been tired after work..and when i'm not, i'd go to the gym.
My mission is to regain my abs, build up my obliques, and to strengthen my extremely weak lower back.
I've been so unhealthy for the past few years that it's absolutely ridiculous,
and since I have the finances now, I'm training myself to pick up some good habits i.e. getting off of my arse and feeling good.

At the moment? I'm feeling goooooooooood.

Adios.

The countdown begins!!

A more in depth look of our conversation:

Disregarding the definition of what 'love' is:
CAN a person love two people, knowing that the split love are hurting deeply because of the knowledge of the love for the other?
If the answer is 'yes', does one really love another when their love is hurting the beloved more than not having the love at all?
Or, is this all a 'no' and that the whole 'monogamy' argument is valid..
and that one should or is only in love with one person, excluding every other possibility (disregarding all the possibilities that may arise...just to avoid any arguments regarding that part)

hmm....

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