I had my interview last night, I think it went pretty well. I spoke to the principal, Ms. Kim, and to someone else named Ellie, I forget what her title is though. They both sounded very nice and pleasant, but they were both concerned about my ability to control the kindergarten students in the class I'll be taking over. Apparently the current teacher has asked to transfer to another position and part of the reason is stress due to the kids' high level of activity. I told them I'm not concerned in the least about being able to control them, or keeping up with them. I just hope they can keep up with me, haha! Especially on my new diet (that's for you, Nick).
If I get the position I should be able to contact the current teacher and get lots of extra information from him about how the kids are and where he feels he failed and succeeded. That'll be awesome. Plus I can maybe find out what Ms. Kim most wants from her teachers and try to do that without her asking. And I'll be able to find out about the quality of the apartments, where they're located, how the other teachers are, etc. I may know as early as tonight, but more likely it'll be sometime this week.
Monday, April 25, 2011
Friday, April 22, 2011
Interview pending, still waiting
I have an interview Sunday night at 9:30 with the principal of YBM. I don't want to do an interview on Easter, nor do I want to do one that late since I'll be waking up at about 5am to work at McDonald's (more on McD's later). But I want to get that interview in asap, and that's the time they suggested. As for paperwork, I just got my degree apostilled, still waiting on my CBC to come back. Once I get it I'll have all the requisite paperwork for a visa. I'm hoping it'll come in the mail next week, and I'll know by Monday or Tuesday if I got the job, then I can send them all my stuff to get a visa, and I'll know when I'll be leaving. Being in limbo is weird and a little difficult. I'm not very focused on what's going on here, and I'm too preoccupied with moving to Korea. For instance, I was just googling about living in Korea. I've lived there before, I know what to expect, I'm clearly wasting my fleeting moments here and dreaming about being there already. When I do finally move, I'll be dreaming about America and wasting my fleeting moments in Korea.
I've finally given up on getting full-time hours at YAP. I dropped all but one 10-hour client, and I've been working at McDonald's 30 hours/week. I started there on the 4th. I really am enjoying working at McD's, it's not difficult work, I'm not responsible for the wellbeing of others, and I'm getting paid more than minimum wage and could work 40 hours/week if I wanted. The management there is quick to correct you, which is ok except I'll do something right 99 times, then the 100th time I'll do it incorrect because there is something more important to do, and I'll get corrected for that but not praised for the 99 times. Or, I'll do it correct always, and they don't see it but assume I need correcting, so they will. Oh well, it's a job, and I'm happy to be doing it. I've also found that by serving others, even by getting paid to serve others, and doing it with a joyful heart, I'm drawing closer to God. I'm more humble and loving towards my family and friends, and I find praying to be much easier. I must remember this lesson.
If I get the teaching job in Korea and I start on June 1st, they'll probably have me training May 30-31. Hopefully they'll fly me out there the Friday before on the 27th, but if not then I'm going to request it so I can have more days to adjust to the time difference. That means I'll need to stop working at both of my jobs around May 13th so I can have the last 2 weeks in America to visit everyone in Charleston and Myrtle Beach, and it looks like I'll have to visit my dad in Missouri because he can't fly out here at the moment. 2 weeks will have to be enough time to do all that, plus prepare everything I need for Korea. I'm not worried, just very excited, but anxious just the same to be leaving my friends and family again.
I've finally given up on getting full-time hours at YAP. I dropped all but one 10-hour client, and I've been working at McDonald's 30 hours/week. I started there on the 4th. I really am enjoying working at McD's, it's not difficult work, I'm not responsible for the wellbeing of others, and I'm getting paid more than minimum wage and could work 40 hours/week if I wanted. The management there is quick to correct you, which is ok except I'll do something right 99 times, then the 100th time I'll do it incorrect because there is something more important to do, and I'll get corrected for that but not praised for the 99 times. Or, I'll do it correct always, and they don't see it but assume I need correcting, so they will. Oh well, it's a job, and I'm happy to be doing it. I've also found that by serving others, even by getting paid to serve others, and doing it with a joyful heart, I'm drawing closer to God. I'm more humble and loving towards my family and friends, and I find praying to be much easier. I must remember this lesson.
If I get the teaching job in Korea and I start on June 1st, they'll probably have me training May 30-31. Hopefully they'll fly me out there the Friday before on the 27th, but if not then I'm going to request it so I can have more days to adjust to the time difference. That means I'll need to stop working at both of my jobs around May 13th so I can have the last 2 weeks in America to visit everyone in Charleston and Myrtle Beach, and it looks like I'll have to visit my dad in Missouri because he can't fly out here at the moment. 2 weeks will have to be enough time to do all that, plus prepare everything I need for Korea. I'm not worried, just very excited, but anxious just the same to be leaving my friends and family again.
Thursday, January 13, 2011
My prophecies coming true!
For the extremely large amount of readers I have (sarcasm), you may remember back on April 22, 2009, I had a post about my predictions for the cell phone future. In it I said a bunch of crazy things, and one of those is coming true. Here's what I said:
Now here's the article from the eBook Reader Blog that says it's coming true. Here's the relevant part of the article:
WAHOO!!
For those of you who don't know what Electronic Ink is, it's a screen that isn't backlight like your normal monitor. Backlit screens are bad for your eyes. Instead, e-ink is used for reading, primarily, or displaying a single image for extended periods of time. The technology doesn't need to maintain the display or image, it just flips the pixels from white to black and they'll stay. Therefore, it consumes very little battery (look up e-ink if my description isn't good, or isn't enough for you).
Now here's the article from the eBook Reader Blog that says it's coming true. Here's the relevant part of the article:
Pixel Qi displays are similar to regular LCD displays like a computer’s screen but are more energy efficient because the backlight can be adjusted and turned off to save on power. In this mode ambient light is used to illuminate the display, making it readable in bright lighting environments.
WAHOO!!
Tuesday, January 11, 2011
Applying to Teach in Korea Again
On Sunday I sent my resume in to http://morganrecruiters.com/ to get a placement in Korea. I've insisted on a job in or near Gangnam, teaching pre-school, kindergarten, elementary, or college, with a 9-5ish schedule. Almost anything else I'll compromise on. I'm pretty excited about the prospect of returning to Korea, but honestly, I've been applying to several jobs in Charleston and will take one of those over teaching in Korea. I've been back for almost a year and would prefer to stay here. If I do go over, however, I think I'm going to switch tracks and go for my M.Ed rather than my MSW. If I go to Charleston I can continue working with http://www.yapinc.org/ and working towards my MSw. Either opportunity sounds great to me, I love teaching and I love counseling. I just really need to get my finances in order so that I can move on to the next stage of my life. I still have that constant feeling that I'm stuck in the rut of debt.
Saturday, April 3, 2010
Resurrection Sunday Prayer
Father, make us faithful as Joseph of Arimethea, make us loving as the two Marys, make us as bold as Peter, make us as beloved as John, make us as thoughtful as Thomas in this Resurrection season.
Thank you for the Resurrection, both Your Son's, and our own future resurrection that your Son's promises. Thank you for the Passion, the passiveness with which the Christ suffered, and by which He was proven righteous.
Your Kingdom come, this weekend, to the lives of so many people around the world. Your Kingdom come, this weekend, in a new way to your old followers. Your kingdom come, this weekend, to the entire creation, that all may shout your praise, that we may all worship you with in-breathing and out-breathing, with movement, with stillness, with speech, action, and thought.
So many people fight against Your Kingdom, both leaders and followers. Show them Your way, the better way, the best way, much better than power, than power plays, than gossip, bitterness, anger, deceit, pride, hatred. Your way is the way of Love, unconditional. Forgiving love, forgetting love, graceful love, but just love, and how that may be is hard for us to grasp, to say the least, but both your peace and love surpass our understanding. Nevertheless, teach it to us, show us to use it, make us constantly ask, "What should that look like in our life and the lives around us?" and not just spout out generic, abstract, useless jargon like, "Put your life in His," or "Let Him speak to you," or "Trust in Him." Teach us to flesh out those statements, to know what they look like, to know how to do them, not just how to say them.
As my friend was saying last night, show us the power of the Spirit. What is that power? What great things can you do for us, and how can we take that blessing and bless others? Don't let us forget that blessings come to us so that we may bless others. Abraham was blessed, so that the whole world would be blessed through him and his Seed. We need blessings in our lives, so many of Your Church have lost what they should never have lost. Bless them, hold them close, and show them the better way. Much better than the angels, than the tabernacle, than the priests of Levi. We need that power of Your Spirit, we must have it or we will die away. When we get it, when we see it, make sure we know what it is and how to use it for the benefit of others, brothers and sisters, and antichrists. For Your mercy falls on the just and the unjust, same as the rain, so let the blessings you give us be funneled to the just and unjust, that the just may have more blessings, ad infinitum, and that the unjust may find Your Kingdom.
Give us mercy and love for the things we hate. Help us so that our lives may be a reflection of You, so that everyone, both Your Church and others, can be blessed in what they see and that, in that blessing, they may move more fully into Your Kingdom.
Our Father, our dad, protector, provider, our friend, Who is not bound by this world, but above and beyond it, yet very near nevertheless, beside us in fact, Your very name is holy, special, and wonderful. We want Your Kingdom to have the same power here on earth as it does in Your heavens. Not only in the greater world, but in our lives, in our hearts, and in our homes, so that what You want to happen, that which is best, can happen every day, hour, minute and second. Give us what we need to get by, and if we are spoiled then teach us humility; if You have blessed us with abundance then show us that we need to bless others with it, lest it be taken away because we were poor stewards. Forgive us, as You have promised, and in so doing show us how to forgive; bless that we may bless, forgive that we may forgive, love that we may love. You know how weak we are, and You know our strengths better than we will ever know. Please, please, please keep us from evil, from temptation, but as we drag ourselves toward it despite You, give us strength to resist, supporting friends and family to help, humility to admit wrongdoing, and grace to accept punishment. We don't need to worry because it is Your Kingdom, not Obama's, or Kim Jeong-Il's, or Mao's, not our own, our mother's or father's, no one's but Yours. You have the power, the glory. As it was and is, so shall it be, forever and forever, world without end. Amen and amen.
Thank you for the Resurrection, both Your Son's, and our own future resurrection that your Son's promises. Thank you for the Passion, the passiveness with which the Christ suffered, and by which He was proven righteous.
Your Kingdom come, this weekend, to the lives of so many people around the world. Your Kingdom come, this weekend, in a new way to your old followers. Your kingdom come, this weekend, to the entire creation, that all may shout your praise, that we may all worship you with in-breathing and out-breathing, with movement, with stillness, with speech, action, and thought.
So many people fight against Your Kingdom, both leaders and followers. Show them Your way, the better way, the best way, much better than power, than power plays, than gossip, bitterness, anger, deceit, pride, hatred. Your way is the way of Love, unconditional. Forgiving love, forgetting love, graceful love, but just love, and how that may be is hard for us to grasp, to say the least, but both your peace and love surpass our understanding. Nevertheless, teach it to us, show us to use it, make us constantly ask, "What should that look like in our life and the lives around us?" and not just spout out generic, abstract, useless jargon like, "Put your life in His," or "Let Him speak to you," or "Trust in Him." Teach us to flesh out those statements, to know what they look like, to know how to do them, not just how to say them.
As my friend was saying last night, show us the power of the Spirit. What is that power? What great things can you do for us, and how can we take that blessing and bless others? Don't let us forget that blessings come to us so that we may bless others. Abraham was blessed, so that the whole world would be blessed through him and his Seed. We need blessings in our lives, so many of Your Church have lost what they should never have lost. Bless them, hold them close, and show them the better way. Much better than the angels, than the tabernacle, than the priests of Levi. We need that power of Your Spirit, we must have it or we will die away. When we get it, when we see it, make sure we know what it is and how to use it for the benefit of others, brothers and sisters, and antichrists. For Your mercy falls on the just and the unjust, same as the rain, so let the blessings you give us be funneled to the just and unjust, that the just may have more blessings, ad infinitum, and that the unjust may find Your Kingdom.
Give us mercy and love for the things we hate. Help us so that our lives may be a reflection of You, so that everyone, both Your Church and others, can be blessed in what they see and that, in that blessing, they may move more fully into Your Kingdom.
Our Father, our dad, protector, provider, our friend, Who is not bound by this world, but above and beyond it, yet very near nevertheless, beside us in fact, Your very name is holy, special, and wonderful. We want Your Kingdom to have the same power here on earth as it does in Your heavens. Not only in the greater world, but in our lives, in our hearts, and in our homes, so that what You want to happen, that which is best, can happen every day, hour, minute and second. Give us what we need to get by, and if we are spoiled then teach us humility; if You have blessed us with abundance then show us that we need to bless others with it, lest it be taken away because we were poor stewards. Forgive us, as You have promised, and in so doing show us how to forgive; bless that we may bless, forgive that we may forgive, love that we may love. You know how weak we are, and You know our strengths better than we will ever know. Please, please, please keep us from evil, from temptation, but as we drag ourselves toward it despite You, give us strength to resist, supporting friends and family to help, humility to admit wrongdoing, and grace to accept punishment. We don't need to worry because it is Your Kingdom, not Obama's, or Kim Jeong-Il's, or Mao's, not our own, our mother's or father's, no one's but Yours. You have the power, the glory. As it was and is, so shall it be, forever and forever, world without end. Amen and amen.
Sunday, March 7, 2010
I'm home!
I am home, safe and sound. The flghts weren't bad, though there was a SCREAMING baby on the long flight. Touched down about 15 minutes early in Charleston and 9 friends were there to meet me. Good friends, good times.
Saturday, February 20, 2010
Lots to say...I think
It's been quite a while, sorry. The past 3-4 months I've been terrible at communicating with you guys. There are still two emails in my inbox from late Dec/early Jan.... I've just been in a funky mood. Well, today I woke up at noon (sorta early for me), felt great, and decided to update and post pics.
First, I went to the 63 building. It's Korea's tallest building. It was built in 1985, and at that time was the largest building outside of North America. It was built for the 1988 Summer Olympics. It has an aquarium, over 90 stores, numerous restaurants (including a European bistro on the 59th floor), wax museum, Imax Theater, etc. Here're the pics: http://picasaweb.google.com/jmphry/63Building#.
The ski trip to the east coast got cancelled. Instead, I went to a nearby one by myself. It took like 2 hours to get there because of bus transfers and traffic, but I only snowboarded for a couple of hours anyway cuz I suck much worse than I used to. The place I went to had only a handful of runs and is generally regarded with derision by my friends, but I don't care cuz it's close, and I suck. Anyway, here're pics: http://picasaweb.google.com/jmphry/YangjiPineResort#.
I went to China during the first week of February to see John and Lindsey. It was crazy fun getting to see them again, and making a new friend, Erin. We went to a couple of parks, a zoo, ate at a lot of different restaurants, painted the town red (but then we remembered that's the commie color, so then we painted it white and blue), watched a few movies, tasted some tea, bought lots of tea, etc, etc, etc. One of those "etcs" is me leaving a chunk of toe flesh in an escalator. Pretty gruesome, but I'll never run up a down escalator in sandals again. When I got back to Korea, people asked me if I went to a doctor in China, and I just laughed. I wanted to keep my toe, not have it infected and later amputated. Here're the pics (not of the toe, of a park, zoo, and temple): http://picasaweb.google.com/jmphry/ParkTempleAndZoo#.
I got new prescriptions in my glasses, so my eyesight is fine now. I didn't remember this, but Grace told me that when I first went back in August, they said that my eyesight had gotten a tiny bit worse, but that eyedrops would probably help it and cost less. All I remember is them saying to use eyedrops. The eye doctor was amazingly cheap and efficient. First, let me tell you that there is one on every second corner, I swear. I walked into one, told them my problem, they administered an eye test, examined my glasses, then made me new lenses to fit into my current frames, all in less than an hour-and-a-half and for less than $70. I feel like a freaking hawk now. To quote Brian Regan, "I just had my prescription changed over 6 years. You ever wait that long? Then you get new lenses and you're like, 'Man, I coulda been seeing things." How could instantly improved vision not be on the top of your to-do list. 'Ehhh, I'll see tomorrow.'"
I've only got 5 more days of teaching left! I'm excited about not working. People've asked me if I'm excited about going home, and I guess it just hasn't hit me. It will when I'm on the plane, but right now all I'm thinking about it packing, selling crap, moving to Grace's house, vacation, then packing again and traveling for 25 hours....
For those of you who don't know, my plans are the following: finish work on Friday the 26th. Move to Grace's house on Saturday. Hang out with her and a few friends all week, doing touristy stuff. Fly out on Saturday morning at 10:30 local time. Get to Tokyo at 12:25 local time, 7 hour layover, then arrive at DFW at 3:35pm local time. 3 hour layover, then arrive in Charleston at 9:45pm local time. Because of the time change, all this happens on Saturday, March 6th. I will take off at 10:30am and land at 9:45pm, but it will take 25 hours. I will live in Charleston at Nick's house for the week, then move to Myrtle Beach for a few months or maybe through the summer. The timing will be difficult on that because I need a job, and I want to ultimately live in Charleston, so I can't wait until after the summer to get a job in Charleston.
I guess I did have a lot to say. I'd like to say I'll update this regularly again, but with my current track record I really don't have much faith in that statement. I've also been wondering what to do with this blog when I get back, since the name of it is, after all, "Jason in Seoul."
First, I went to the 63 building. It's Korea's tallest building. It was built in 1985, and at that time was the largest building outside of North America. It was built for the 1988 Summer Olympics. It has an aquarium, over 90 stores, numerous restaurants (including a European bistro on the 59th floor), wax museum, Imax Theater, etc. Here're the pics: http://picasaweb.google.com/jmphry/63Building#.
The ski trip to the east coast got cancelled. Instead, I went to a nearby one by myself. It took like 2 hours to get there because of bus transfers and traffic, but I only snowboarded for a couple of hours anyway cuz I suck much worse than I used to. The place I went to had only a handful of runs and is generally regarded with derision by my friends, but I don't care cuz it's close, and I suck. Anyway, here're pics: http://picasaweb.google.com/jmphry/YangjiPineResort#.
I went to China during the first week of February to see John and Lindsey. It was crazy fun getting to see them again, and making a new friend, Erin. We went to a couple of parks, a zoo, ate at a lot of different restaurants, painted the town red (but then we remembered that's the commie color, so then we painted it white and blue), watched a few movies, tasted some tea, bought lots of tea, etc, etc, etc. One of those "etcs" is me leaving a chunk of toe flesh in an escalator. Pretty gruesome, but I'll never run up a down escalator in sandals again. When I got back to Korea, people asked me if I went to a doctor in China, and I just laughed. I wanted to keep my toe, not have it infected and later amputated. Here're the pics (not of the toe, of a park, zoo, and temple): http://picasaweb.google.com/jmphry/ParkTempleAndZoo#.
I got new prescriptions in my glasses, so my eyesight is fine now. I didn't remember this, but Grace told me that when I first went back in August, they said that my eyesight had gotten a tiny bit worse, but that eyedrops would probably help it and cost less. All I remember is them saying to use eyedrops. The eye doctor was amazingly cheap and efficient. First, let me tell you that there is one on every second corner, I swear. I walked into one, told them my problem, they administered an eye test, examined my glasses, then made me new lenses to fit into my current frames, all in less than an hour-and-a-half and for less than $70. I feel like a freaking hawk now. To quote Brian Regan, "I just had my prescription changed over 6 years. You ever wait that long? Then you get new lenses and you're like, 'Man, I coulda been seeing things." How could instantly improved vision not be on the top of your to-do list. 'Ehhh, I'll see tomorrow.'"
I've only got 5 more days of teaching left! I'm excited about not working. People've asked me if I'm excited about going home, and I guess it just hasn't hit me. It will when I'm on the plane, but right now all I'm thinking about it packing, selling crap, moving to Grace's house, vacation, then packing again and traveling for 25 hours....
For those of you who don't know, my plans are the following: finish work on Friday the 26th. Move to Grace's house on Saturday. Hang out with her and a few friends all week, doing touristy stuff. Fly out on Saturday morning at 10:30 local time. Get to Tokyo at 12:25 local time, 7 hour layover, then arrive at DFW at 3:35pm local time. 3 hour layover, then arrive in Charleston at 9:45pm local time. Because of the time change, all this happens on Saturday, March 6th. I will take off at 10:30am and land at 9:45pm, but it will take 25 hours. I will live in Charleston at Nick's house for the week, then move to Myrtle Beach for a few months or maybe through the summer. The timing will be difficult on that because I need a job, and I want to ultimately live in Charleston, so I can't wait until after the summer to get a job in Charleston.
I guess I did have a lot to say. I'd like to say I'll update this regularly again, but with my current track record I really don't have much faith in that statement. I've also been wondering what to do with this blog when I get back, since the name of it is, after all, "Jason in Seoul."
Tuesday, January 5, 2010
Quick Update
It's been a couple of weeks since I've posted, and I've done a fair bit in that time, but for now I'll just give a brief rundown and fill in some details later.
On both Xmas eve and New Year's Eve, my friend and I went into Itaewon (the foreign center of Seoul and therefore the sleaziest, dirtiest part, relatively speaking of course. Basically, it feels like America, haha) to a club, then to a bar. Quite the way to celebrate the eve of our Lord's birth, I know.
We got 3-day weekends for Xmas and New Year's, which was nice, though longer would've been nicer. Then, we had a snow day yesterday, making our 3-day New Year's weekend into a 4-day. However, we will be making that day up on a Saturday :( I tried to make snowmen with the snow but I couldn't get it to pack tight :(:(
I went to the 63 building, which is Korea's tallest building and yes, it's 63 stories tall. I will post pictures from that soon, though I had to delete a lot of almost-good photos. It was at night and difficult to get a non-blurry shot, as well as minimize the reflections in the window.
The threat of overtime is over, there weren't enough students interested so I won't be going into the office 3 hours early during this month, YEEHAW!
Today I got my visa for China; now I need to get a ticket. I'm trying to go directly through China Southern Airline's website in hopes of saving some money, but that might prove to be too complicated.
I think my eyesight is getting worse. I had some problems with it in late summer and got prescribed eye drops which seemed to fix the problem at first, but over time proved less and less effective. Now I've come to realize that if I look through my glasses at an angle more extreme than just straight-on, it improves my vision, which seems to indicate that I need stronger lenses.
I am signed up to go snowboarding on the east coast, where the best mountains are, this Saturday. The cost might be a lot, like around $300 for everything for one day. That seems really steep so I'm hoping there was a miscommunication, but probably not. Oh well, I'll foot that bill once, while I'm here, for the experience, and because I haven't been in years.
And the most depressing of news: I no longer regard snow, that thing which draws out words such as pure, clean, beautiful, which is forever intoned in the phrase "pure as the wind-driven snow," I no longer regard it as such. I have seen it dirtied, trampled on, mixed with grease and grime, thrown onto bystanders by speeding cars, unwantedly sticking to shoes, making black puddles on floors. I have tasted the Korean snow, and far from pure, it tastes like dirt. Dirt...
On both Xmas eve and New Year's Eve, my friend and I went into Itaewon (the foreign center of Seoul and therefore the sleaziest, dirtiest part, relatively speaking of course. Basically, it feels like America, haha) to a club, then to a bar. Quite the way to celebrate the eve of our Lord's birth, I know.
We got 3-day weekends for Xmas and New Year's, which was nice, though longer would've been nicer. Then, we had a snow day yesterday, making our 3-day New Year's weekend into a 4-day. However, we will be making that day up on a Saturday :( I tried to make snowmen with the snow but I couldn't get it to pack tight :(:(
I went to the 63 building, which is Korea's tallest building and yes, it's 63 stories tall. I will post pictures from that soon, though I had to delete a lot of almost-good photos. It was at night and difficult to get a non-blurry shot, as well as minimize the reflections in the window.
The threat of overtime is over, there weren't enough students interested so I won't be going into the office 3 hours early during this month, YEEHAW!
Today I got my visa for China; now I need to get a ticket. I'm trying to go directly through China Southern Airline's website in hopes of saving some money, but that might prove to be too complicated.
I think my eyesight is getting worse. I had some problems with it in late summer and got prescribed eye drops which seemed to fix the problem at first, but over time proved less and less effective. Now I've come to realize that if I look through my glasses at an angle more extreme than just straight-on, it improves my vision, which seems to indicate that I need stronger lenses.
I am signed up to go snowboarding on the east coast, where the best mountains are, this Saturday. The cost might be a lot, like around $300 for everything for one day. That seems really steep so I'm hoping there was a miscommunication, but probably not. Oh well, I'll foot that bill once, while I'm here, for the experience, and because I haven't been in years.
And the most depressing of news: I no longer regard snow, that thing which draws out words such as pure, clean, beautiful, which is forever intoned in the phrase "pure as the wind-driven snow," I no longer regard it as such. I have seen it dirtied, trampled on, mixed with grease and grime, thrown onto bystanders by speeding cars, unwantedly sticking to shoes, making black puddles on floors. I have tasted the Korean snow, and far from pure, it tastes like dirt. Dirt...
Friday, December 18, 2009
The high today will be 14
I am just speechless. That's the high today with the wind chill factored in.
Wednesday, December 16, 2009
What does "-4" mean?
Wind chill is -4F tonight. I don't even know what that means!! I see it's a toasty 55 in SC...jerks.
On the plus side I am coping very well without my ebook reader, well enough that I question whether I should spend the $100 to fix it. I am going to bc I have access to hundreds of my favorite books, bit if I lived near a library I probably wouldn't.
I am very busy this semester with classes, I have more teaching hours than ever, and my breaks are at bad times. Oh well, just about 2 more months. We do get Xmas, new years, and the lunar new year (feb 14 this year) as holidays, and I'm going to china for the first week of feb, so time will fly by I think. Before we know it I'll be back.
On the plus side I am coping very well without my ebook reader, well enough that I question whether I should spend the $100 to fix it. I am going to bc I have access to hundreds of my favorite books, bit if I lived near a library I probably wouldn't.
I am very busy this semester with classes, I have more teaching hours than ever, and my breaks are at bad times. Oh well, just about 2 more months. We do get Xmas, new years, and the lunar new year (feb 14 this year) as holidays, and I'm going to china for the first week of feb, so time will fly by I think. Before we know it I'll be back.
Saturday, December 5, 2009
Just 3 things
This is copied directly from an email I sent my friend who is living in an Islamic country right now, so certain words are censored. I trust that you can figure them out, however. I am in a rather melancholy mood tonight, that may explain why I speak so frankly of my loneliness.
I love being with others and sharing life with others. If I can't share my experiences with others, I feel they are almost useless. Since I basically have no friends I can share my experiences with in Korea, and I'm beginning to lose hope of finding one, I've begun to try to think differently, and to wonder how the mind of a person who desires a solitary life works. I've come to a conclusion that a solitary person shares their experiences with themselves, and it is this mind that I wish to have, if I can't have friends. Perhaps this is filling my desire with myself, instead of Him or others, I don't know, and I don't know if this is an evil desire, I only know there are 3 things that may be able to stop this pain in my life: find a close friend, learn to share life with myself, or find satisfaction in Him. I can't do this first, and I don't know how to do the last two.
Lastly, I feel I have failed Him in a very real way. I was asked by a friend, in a very natural way during the course of a very natural conversation, why I was a brother. I am afraid I may have failed in answering that question. I said that it makes me different, it changes my desires (of course fleshed out a little more, but that's the gist of it), but that seems very insufficient to me and a poor summary of what we have in Him.
I had a dream that two people challenged the existence of our Father, wanted me to show them proof, irrefutable proof. I said we would go to a mountain and each of us pry, and whoever's pryer brought down fire, his gd was real. I did not say this in a challenging way, a haughty or prideful way, but in a matter-of-fact way.
The next thing I remember in the dream is me near the top of the mountain, and I have the feeling that I was in a green room, perhaps the green room to the top of this mountain, preparing for something. I knew that I doubted what would happen, I did not believe anything would happen when I pryed, I felt as though I was prying one of those "please do this, but if you don't then it's ok" pryers, so wishy-washy and substanceless. I then cried to Him "I believe, but help my unbelief!" I walked to the top of the mountain and told the two people (who were waiting) that a mere spark that ignites the mountaintop is not enough, but that there must be no doubting it when it happens. I knew He would prove Himself, but I also knew that the fire He would send would consume me as well, as judgment. Then I awoke.
I'm fairly certain that dream is connected to me failing to satisfactorily answering my friends question. However, like your desire to study and spend time with your mother, rather than merely passing the test, my words may have hit a target unsearched for and unknown, and that is my pryer. It is only with that hope that I can stop judging myself.
Tragedy!
I just pulled my ebook reader out of my pocket to find that the screen broke at some point in the past thirty minutes!!! I am seriously saddened, and the only recourse for me is to blog about it...how sad.... I emailed the company right away and hope it can be fixed, rather than having to completely replace it. I just don't know what to do, I really can't explain how crestfallen I am right now. And, I just sold all my physical books a couple weeks ago; I have a few academic texts but nothing else. I could read my ebooks on my computer or iPod, but I could also crap into a coffee mug but I don't because it's difficult and awkward.
Saturday, November 28, 2009
Heresies, Experiences, and Bad Acting
Today was good. I met up with Grace in Seoul where we went to Costco and bought the makings of a Thanksgiving Dinner. This was quite an experience since the foods are difficult to find here. What we ended up with was a small ham, corn on the cob, broccoli and cream soup (Grace wanted it, even though I told her soup isn't a Thanksgiving thing), salad, and homemade mashed cheesy potatoes. Pretty sad as a T-Day meal goes, but it was shared with Grace and her mother; it was one of the best meals I've had here.
After dinner we went to see 2012, which I had heard had awesome special effects but was pretty terrible in every other aspect. I am here to confirm that statement. The big special effects were great, but the small ones were terrible (they must've been saving money on them). There is a scene where a man throws his child onto a ship, and the momentum carries him over the edge. He fell down the same way the crazy Indian guy does off the ladder at the end of Indian Jones and the Temple of Doom, just terrible effects. However, as things explode and balls of fire chase the characters, you could swear you were there with them.
The plot was the end of the world, I think everyone knows that, but the way the world ends is just the most crazy, fantastic way you could imagine. I mean, everything that could happen, does, and it all has one root cause. It's a little far-fetched with the whole Mayan calendar ending and there's a lining up of planets, whatever, but I guess I don't know enough about the science of it to really say it could or could not happen.
The scenes in this movie were easily, hands down, the most unbelievable ever. There were at least 4 scenes where an average, everyday car makes an incredible jump over who knows how many feet, and lands perfectly with nary a scratch. There were at least 5 scenes where a character says something, and then the event he just mentioned happens as he finishes his final words. As usual, your average Joe (an author/limo driver) saves humanity. Of course the hero has an ex-wife, 2 kids, and the ex-wife has a boyfriend who (no surprise here) dies and allows the exes to be completely reconciled a mere 27 days after he dies.
The plot also skips like crazy, and resolutions are not to be found. It starts in 2009, then goes to 2010 within a few minutes, then I think it skips 2011 altogether and gets right into 2012, with zero explanation of all the things that got us from point A to point B. There are one or two hints at what sorta happened, but you know nothing of the planning, etc. Loved ones die and no one even bats an eye, characters are left in a precarious position and you never find out what happens (I guess they die, whatever). Deus ex machina after deus ex machina save the writer from having to have a decent story (or rather, the writer implements the story so poorly that it comes off as deus ex machinas).
And then, to top it all off, a 5-year-old kid sitting two seats away from me with his mother between us stands up in the middle of the theater while his mother holds a cup, and he pisses in it.
However, I would still recommend going to see 2012 if you simply want to be entertained, and you can engage your suspension of disbelief button in a serious way. It does have great special effects, and is quite intense throughout. I do not regret buying the ticket, but I do wish so many other things had gone into the movie besides cocaine and special effects.
I am a heretic. I understand that. But it's ok when orthodoxy is wrong. Someone made a comment about the rapture, and how if our soul is going to leave our body to be with God, must we feel the experience of dying right before we're raptured? If they could only read the gnostic texts, and then read what John wrote to combat that heresy, they would probably pass out from the contradictions being held in their head. I hesitate to get into discussions over this because I know that I come off as being overbearing, pushy, and rude in a conversation. Of course, my reasoning for this is I'm right and I have lots to back it up with (of coures:) ). Gently (I hope) and within 2 minutes I explained to them how all of what they believe about that is wrong. Their response was something akin to, "Ok, but you can't know because you're not God." The go-to defense when you're standing on nothing but can't admit it or you'd go crazy from your world being shaken upside down. I know, I was there a few years ago. But truth sets you free, and nothing else does, and a secure life in a prison is no life at all.
I just wish that those of you who read this and believe that the gnostic rapture will happen, will enter a discussion with me. I do not want to beat you into submission, I simply want to state my reasons, you state yours, then let us chew on that. If you don't want to for any reason, that's fine, but make sure that "reason" really isn't the resistance to having your beliefs and faith shaken up (after all, our faith is in Christ Jesus, and Him resurrected, not in some tangential thing Paul said to a church in Thessaloníki. I'm sure this comes off (as usual) in a way I don't mean it, in a challenging, I'm-better-than-you, way, but I just want to show and be shown truth, and if our beliefs differ, then at least one of us needs truth.
After dinner we went to see 2012, which I had heard had awesome special effects but was pretty terrible in every other aspect. I am here to confirm that statement. The big special effects were great, but the small ones were terrible (they must've been saving money on them). There is a scene where a man throws his child onto a ship, and the momentum carries him over the edge. He fell down the same way the crazy Indian guy does off the ladder at the end of Indian Jones and the Temple of Doom, just terrible effects. However, as things explode and balls of fire chase the characters, you could swear you were there with them.
The plot was the end of the world, I think everyone knows that, but the way the world ends is just the most crazy, fantastic way you could imagine. I mean, everything that could happen, does, and it all has one root cause. It's a little far-fetched with the whole Mayan calendar ending and there's a lining up of planets, whatever, but I guess I don't know enough about the science of it to really say it could or could not happen.
The scenes in this movie were easily, hands down, the most unbelievable ever. There were at least 4 scenes where an average, everyday car makes an incredible jump over who knows how many feet, and lands perfectly with nary a scratch. There were at least 5 scenes where a character says something, and then the event he just mentioned happens as he finishes his final words. As usual, your average Joe (an author/limo driver) saves humanity. Of course the hero has an ex-wife, 2 kids, and the ex-wife has a boyfriend who (no surprise here) dies and allows the exes to be completely reconciled a mere 27 days after he dies.
The plot also skips like crazy, and resolutions are not to be found. It starts in 2009, then goes to 2010 within a few minutes, then I think it skips 2011 altogether and gets right into 2012, with zero explanation of all the things that got us from point A to point B. There are one or two hints at what sorta happened, but you know nothing of the planning, etc. Loved ones die and no one even bats an eye, characters are left in a precarious position and you never find out what happens (I guess they die, whatever). Deus ex machina after deus ex machina save the writer from having to have a decent story (or rather, the writer implements the story so poorly that it comes off as deus ex machinas).
And then, to top it all off, a 5-year-old kid sitting two seats away from me with his mother between us stands up in the middle of the theater while his mother holds a cup, and he pisses in it.
However, I would still recommend going to see 2012 if you simply want to be entertained, and you can engage your suspension of disbelief button in a serious way. It does have great special effects, and is quite intense throughout. I do not regret buying the ticket, but I do wish so many other things had gone into the movie besides cocaine and special effects.
I am a heretic. I understand that. But it's ok when orthodoxy is wrong. Someone made a comment about the rapture, and how if our soul is going to leave our body to be with God, must we feel the experience of dying right before we're raptured? If they could only read the gnostic texts, and then read what John wrote to combat that heresy, they would probably pass out from the contradictions being held in their head. I hesitate to get into discussions over this because I know that I come off as being overbearing, pushy, and rude in a conversation. Of course, my reasoning for this is I'm right and I have lots to back it up with (of coures:) ). Gently (I hope) and within 2 minutes I explained to them how all of what they believe about that is wrong. Their response was something akin to, "Ok, but you can't know because you're not God." The go-to defense when you're standing on nothing but can't admit it or you'd go crazy from your world being shaken upside down. I know, I was there a few years ago. But truth sets you free, and nothing else does, and a secure life in a prison is no life at all.
I just wish that those of you who read this and believe that the gnostic rapture will happen, will enter a discussion with me. I do not want to beat you into submission, I simply want to state my reasons, you state yours, then let us chew on that. If you don't want to for any reason, that's fine, but make sure that "reason" really isn't the resistance to having your beliefs and faith shaken up (after all, our faith is in Christ Jesus, and Him resurrected, not in some tangential thing Paul said to a church in Thessaloníki. I'm sure this comes off (as usual) in a way I don't mean it, in a challenging, I'm-better-than-you, way, but I just want to show and be shown truth, and if our beliefs differ, then at least one of us needs truth.
Thursday, November 26, 2009
Thankfulness
Give thanks in everything, for this is God's will for you in Jesus the Christ. -Paul of Tarsus
For those of you who want to know God's will for your life, well there it is. I am truly thankful this Thanksgiving (even though technically it's Friday here). As all of you probably know, it hasn't been exactly easy for me living here because I basically have no friends outside of working hours. Something happened this past weekend, mostly Monday I think, and I just don't mind any more. I realized I was not being myself, I was trying to fit in, to not be a strange foreigner, to do what other people want me to, and I was doing all these things 1) to please them 2) and to not be different.
I have no idea how this crept up into me as you all know I am a different person, to say the least (I'm taking my shoes off the moment I land in America and not putting them back on for a long time). I think, though, that in knowing it I can overcome it. This week has been great because I've stopped caring, stopped thinking about it, and just lived. I didn't let things get to me, I didn't hyper-analyze everything others said to make sure I didn't offend, I did strange things (like sit on the curb [that's really strange and dirty in Korea]). My timing is back with my humor and conversation, I've started saying hi to random foreigners on the street, etc.
I can't really take too much credit on this turnaround in my life (especially since I'm still not altogether sure what the cause was and why I'm carefree now). I'm definitely thankful for our God and Father who looks out for us, who doesn't destroy us with our burdens, who provides us with escapes, second chances, love, mercy, and justice.
I'm also thankful for Earthcam, which allows me to watch the Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade on a webcam at http://www.earthcam.com/events/thanksgiving/2009/. It's pretty cool, and if you love the MTDP, you can view logs of previous years.
For those of you who want to know God's will for your life, well there it is. I am truly thankful this Thanksgiving (even though technically it's Friday here). As all of you probably know, it hasn't been exactly easy for me living here because I basically have no friends outside of working hours. Something happened this past weekend, mostly Monday I think, and I just don't mind any more. I realized I was not being myself, I was trying to fit in, to not be a strange foreigner, to do what other people want me to, and I was doing all these things 1) to please them 2) and to not be different.
I have no idea how this crept up into me as you all know I am a different person, to say the least (I'm taking my shoes off the moment I land in America and not putting them back on for a long time). I think, though, that in knowing it I can overcome it. This week has been great because I've stopped caring, stopped thinking about it, and just lived. I didn't let things get to me, I didn't hyper-analyze everything others said to make sure I didn't offend, I did strange things (like sit on the curb [that's really strange and dirty in Korea]). My timing is back with my humor and conversation, I've started saying hi to random foreigners on the street, etc.
I can't really take too much credit on this turnaround in my life (especially since I'm still not altogether sure what the cause was and why I'm carefree now). I'm definitely thankful for our God and Father who looks out for us, who doesn't destroy us with our burdens, who provides us with escapes, second chances, love, mercy, and justice.
I'm also thankful for Earthcam, which allows me to watch the Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade on a webcam at http://www.earthcam.com/events/thanksgiving/2009/. It's pretty cool, and if you love the MTDP, you can view logs of previous years.
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
This is what a witch's teat feels like
It's cold here. Witch's teat kind of cold. Open a tin can with my nipples kind of cold. Don't sit down on the toilet kind of cold.
The wind chill here is -6C, or 21F. For you Charlestonians and MBers, that's colder than the coldest night in January...and it's mid-November. The average low in January here is -6C, with a light wind that quickly gets to -10C, or in the low teens. I started a fire in my apartment to stay warm. I then sacrificed small woodland creatures on it to appease some strange god. I then ate those small woodland sacrifices to appease my stomach. Nothing worked. I'm still cold.
Nah, it's not really all that bad with a few layers and the heated flooring in my apartment. But it is seriously cold on any exposed skin. I got here in late February and was generally doing ok with what I brought, but now the temperature is becoming even colder, and I have to walk further on a daily basis because of moving. I need to buy some thin sweaters to add another layer, and some wool socks and maybe some warmer gloves (pockets also work), but I'll be fine.
The wind chill here is -6C, or 21F. For you Charlestonians and MBers, that's colder than the coldest night in January...and it's mid-November. The average low in January here is -6C, with a light wind that quickly gets to -10C, or in the low teens. I started a fire in my apartment to stay warm. I then sacrificed small woodland creatures on it to appease some strange god. I then ate those small woodland sacrifices to appease my stomach. Nothing worked. I'm still cold.
Nah, it's not really all that bad with a few layers and the heated flooring in my apartment. But it is seriously cold on any exposed skin. I got here in late February and was generally doing ok with what I brought, but now the temperature is becoming even colder, and I have to walk further on a daily basis because of moving. I need to buy some thin sweaters to add another layer, and some wool socks and maybe some warmer gloves (pockets also work), but I'll be fine.
Monday, November 16, 2009
The Nature of Trust, Fear, and Relationships
I've been thinking about this a lot lately, and I guess it started while I was thinking about the employer-employee relationship: particularly the fear they may inspire (in a bad way). I am not talking about any unnatural, horror kind of fear, just the usual fear that accompanies the feeling of guilt that one has broken a rule, knowingly or unknowingly, or the simple fear of punishment, just or unjust.
Logically, I have nothing to fear from my employer. If I were to do something deserving termination, I could get a job probably the next day at another academy down the road, or even next door. If I were to break one of their rules that I feel doesn't apply to me, then why should I feel guilty, or fearful? I live by my own sets of rules, and within the realm of teaching my #1 rule is "what is best for my students." If I were to break one of their rules but remain within the boundaries of my own rules, then I should have nothing to logically fear. If I were to break my own rules, regardless of breaking theirs, I should feel a sense of regret and a desire to change it or fix it, without any outside "inspiration." Without exhausting all the possibilities, and the patience of everyone reading this, I've come to the conclusion that the fear of punishment or guilt has little to nothing to do with (my) fear experienced at the hands of an employer.
I then began to wonder about the fear we experience even in our familiar relationships. One may fear being insulted (knowingly or unknowingly) by a friend, or being rejected by acquaintances, or the fear of being misunderstood, or any number of fears. Punishment in this case is encapsulated in the act that one fears, namely the rejection, or the insult. Here it seems a very direct connection between fear and punishment.
But then I began to ponder about non-friends and the fear, or lack therof, they may inspire in us. It is almost certain that if your spouse were to call you a whore you would be offended in the utmost, but if a whore passing on the street were to call you a whore, you would likely laugh at him/her. Here there is no fear of punishment from a non-friend, except for a physical punishment (i.e. a good ole fashion beating), likely unjustly delivered. No man walks around with this constant fear from every non-friend, and if he does he lives in a straight jacket.
So the difference is only our relationship with the person, and there lies the rub. What is the nature of relationships, familiar or otherwise, that allows another person to hold sway over our emotions? I suppose the flip side of fear is trust, because to imagine fully trusting someone, and not being offended at their insult, or being offended at someone's insult but trusting them not at all, is difficult, if not impossible. And trust is freely given, freely received. Ergo, as we give our trust we also give the other person the ability to cause us pain.
For many, this is summed up in the cliche: "you always hurt the most those you love," and it's converse, "the ones you love always hurt you the most." But is it possible to give trust and yet remain free from fear and pain? This is what I have been wrestling with, and I find it's a difficult line to walk. On one side is the loner who has closed everyone else off from himself, and on the other is the one who is offended by every slight. Some may refer to the latter as insecure, sycophantic, obnoxious. Either extreme is undesirable, but so is the pain that comes with relationships.
I'm sure many of you are reading nothing new, and some of you may even wonder why I would waste time to type something that is so obvious. But for me, the "Aha!" moment came when everything tied together: that fear/pain and trust are two sides of the same dollar bill: that we needn't give our trust and allow ourselves to be hurt: that to do otherwise is to lead a lonely life: that a median may exist: that we mustn't give our trust to those who don't deserve it: that some do deserve our trust, and to withhold it would be detrimental.
Logically, I have nothing to fear from my employer. If I were to do something deserving termination, I could get a job probably the next day at another academy down the road, or even next door. If I were to break one of their rules that I feel doesn't apply to me, then why should I feel guilty, or fearful? I live by my own sets of rules, and within the realm of teaching my #1 rule is "what is best for my students." If I were to break one of their rules but remain within the boundaries of my own rules, then I should have nothing to logically fear. If I were to break my own rules, regardless of breaking theirs, I should feel a sense of regret and a desire to change it or fix it, without any outside "inspiration." Without exhausting all the possibilities, and the patience of everyone reading this, I've come to the conclusion that the fear of punishment or guilt has little to nothing to do with (my) fear experienced at the hands of an employer.
I then began to wonder about the fear we experience even in our familiar relationships. One may fear being insulted (knowingly or unknowingly) by a friend, or being rejected by acquaintances, or the fear of being misunderstood, or any number of fears. Punishment in this case is encapsulated in the act that one fears, namely the rejection, or the insult. Here it seems a very direct connection between fear and punishment.
But then I began to ponder about non-friends and the fear, or lack therof, they may inspire in us. It is almost certain that if your spouse were to call you a whore you would be offended in the utmost, but if a whore passing on the street were to call you a whore, you would likely laugh at him/her. Here there is no fear of punishment from a non-friend, except for a physical punishment (i.e. a good ole fashion beating), likely unjustly delivered. No man walks around with this constant fear from every non-friend, and if he does he lives in a straight jacket.
So the difference is only our relationship with the person, and there lies the rub. What is the nature of relationships, familiar or otherwise, that allows another person to hold sway over our emotions? I suppose the flip side of fear is trust, because to imagine fully trusting someone, and not being offended at their insult, or being offended at someone's insult but trusting them not at all, is difficult, if not impossible. And trust is freely given, freely received. Ergo, as we give our trust we also give the other person the ability to cause us pain.
For many, this is summed up in the cliche: "you always hurt the most those you love," and it's converse, "the ones you love always hurt you the most." But is it possible to give trust and yet remain free from fear and pain? This is what I have been wrestling with, and I find it's a difficult line to walk. On one side is the loner who has closed everyone else off from himself, and on the other is the one who is offended by every slight. Some may refer to the latter as insecure, sycophantic, obnoxious. Either extreme is undesirable, but so is the pain that comes with relationships.
I'm sure many of you are reading nothing new, and some of you may even wonder why I would waste time to type something that is so obvious. But for me, the "Aha!" moment came when everything tied together: that fear/pain and trust are two sides of the same dollar bill: that we needn't give our trust and allow ourselves to be hurt: that to do otherwise is to lead a lonely life: that a median may exist: that we mustn't give our trust to those who don't deserve it: that some do deserve our trust, and to withhold it would be detrimental.
Saturday, November 14, 2009
Laughing
This is a vignette primarily about loneliness. I'm reading Chuck Palahniuk so it's somewhat influenced by his style.
And this guy walks out of a corner store laughing maniacally, staring right into my mouth as if lip-reading words that aren't there. I'm walking, I'm walking, I'm walking. I see a billboard with a woman in a bikini. Over her head are the words "Testicular cancer?" and below her are the words "Call your elementary school." It's dusk--or dawn--they look the same, and the time is the same at this time of year, so my watch with it's hands that can't help, don't help. I'm walking, I'm walking, I'm walking. A woman who is wearing a shirt with words on it holds a book with no words on it. She moves her book in front of her shirt to cover the words that I am intently reading, and for a moment I experience an optical illusion where the words from the shirt transport themselves onto the book, but it's only a moment and moments don't last very long, never last very long, won't last very long. I'm walking, I'm walking, I'm walking, and the guy from the corner store comes out of another corner store, only this time laughing more maniacally but still staring into my mouth, hoping for words, praying for words, but I don't understand why, and I'm running, I'm running, I'm running, and then I see this young Korean student guy with long, dark, beautiful hair wearing a skirt, listening to his favorite song 416 times, with red wrist bands on.
Now I see this guy walking towards the corner staring at me staring into his mouth looking for words that aren't there, laughing.
And this guy walks out of a corner store laughing maniacally, staring right into my mouth as if lip-reading words that aren't there. I'm walking, I'm walking, I'm walking. I see a billboard with a woman in a bikini. Over her head are the words "Testicular cancer?" and below her are the words "Call your elementary school." It's dusk--or dawn--they look the same, and the time is the same at this time of year, so my watch with it's hands that can't help, don't help. I'm walking, I'm walking, I'm walking. A woman who is wearing a shirt with words on it holds a book with no words on it. She moves her book in front of her shirt to cover the words that I am intently reading, and for a moment I experience an optical illusion where the words from the shirt transport themselves onto the book, but it's only a moment and moments don't last very long, never last very long, won't last very long. I'm walking, I'm walking, I'm walking, and the guy from the corner store comes out of another corner store, only this time laughing more maniacally but still staring into my mouth, hoping for words, praying for words, but I don't understand why, and I'm running, I'm running, I'm running, and then I see this young Korean student guy with long, dark, beautiful hair wearing a skirt, listening to his favorite song 416 times, with red wrist bands on.
Now I see this guy walking towards the corner staring at me staring into his mouth looking for words that aren't there, laughing.
Friday, November 13, 2009
Happy Late Pepero Day!
November 11th, known to the rest of the world as a little holiday called "Veteran's Day," is Bbaebbaelo (pronounced something like pepelow) Day. A Bbaebbaelo is a lot like a long, very thin, cookie, covered in chocolate at one end. It reminds me of an anorexic bread stick from Olive Garden. The irony of the day was not lost on my students as I explained to them what Veteran's Day is, and how silly it seems to be passing out long, thin cookies on that day.
Also, yesterday (today for most of you) was Friday the 13th, and my students also appreciated the fact that the killer's name in those movies is the same as mine. They were also very well-behaved that day after my numerous death threats were finally taken serious.
Also, yesterday (today for most of you) was Friday the 13th, and my students also appreciated the fact that the killer's name in those movies is the same as mine. They were also very well-behaved that day after my numerous death threats were finally taken serious.
Thursday, November 12, 2009
Darn Daylight Savings Time
I'm a huge fan of xkcd. It updates on MWF at noon Eastern US time. That worked out perfectly for me for a long time because that meant 1pm here. I'd read my xkcd, jump in the shower, and go to work. However, thanks to the stupid Daylight Savings Time, it now updates at 2pm, which is the exact moment I am supposed to be at work. It actually took me all this week to realize what was happening. I just thought it was updating late, but after 3 days in a row it dawned on me, and now I've yet another reason to hate Daylight Savings Time.
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
Cheong Gye Mountain Part 2
I went hiking to Cheong Gye Mountain again this past weekend with my new friend Poppy.
How we met was pretty interesting. I was selling something on Dave's ESL Cafe (an international English teacher's website) and she wanted to buy it. This was over the summer, but she said she wasn't in Korea at the time and she was coming in August. By the time she got here we had already emailed a few times and I had answered a lot of her questions about Korea, teaching, etc. We tried to get together and hang out but it didn't happen, but lo and behold, a couple weeks ago at church I was talking to a friend when someone turned around and asked if I was Jason. I answered in the affirmative and she said she was Poppy, the girl I had been emailing! Turns out she lives just about a 10-15 minute walk away from my new apartment!
Anywho, back to hiking, I invited her and a few other friends to go hiking since this past weekend was the last nice weekend this year. She was the only one who could go so she and I went, and had a good time. Turns out she is a new Christian, just became Christian since she moved here. She's Persian, and her extended family is from Iraq (Iran maybe? She's from America, though), but there's a lot of persecution and Persians are forced to take Islam. As a result, her parents aren't really down with organized religion, but coming to Korea her coworker is a Christian so she was able to hear the Gospel. It was really encouraging to talk with her and hang out.
Here are the pictures from this past weekend, which was much better than the last time I went to Cheong Gye (both the pictures and the circumstances):
How we met was pretty interesting. I was selling something on Dave's ESL Cafe (an international English teacher's website) and she wanted to buy it. This was over the summer, but she said she wasn't in Korea at the time and she was coming in August. By the time she got here we had already emailed a few times and I had answered a lot of her questions about Korea, teaching, etc. We tried to get together and hang out but it didn't happen, but lo and behold, a couple weeks ago at church I was talking to a friend when someone turned around and asked if I was Jason. I answered in the affirmative and she said she was Poppy, the girl I had been emailing! Turns out she lives just about a 10-15 minute walk away from my new apartment!
Anywho, back to hiking, I invited her and a few other friends to go hiking since this past weekend was the last nice weekend this year. She was the only one who could go so she and I went, and had a good time. Turns out she is a new Christian, just became Christian since she moved here. She's Persian, and her extended family is from Iraq (Iran maybe? She's from America, though), but there's a lot of persecution and Persians are forced to take Islam. As a result, her parents aren't really down with organized religion, but coming to Korea her coworker is a Christian so she was able to hear the Gospel. It was really encouraging to talk with her and hang out.
Here are the pictures from this past weekend, which was much better than the last time I went to Cheong Gye (both the pictures and the circumstances):
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