A few pics from jagalgi - fish market in Busan

I went to the fresh market and nampodong with Jenny, Andrea and Shafar today. We just walked around and around and I took a few pics. The pictures aren't that exciting but you can take a look. I bought my suitcases in Nampodong underground too. So that's one more thing done. I still have a zillion things to do before I leave. Tonight, I think will be my last night in Gaegeum so I am happy about that. Bye bye cockroaches!









some pics from Jinju








Jinju, Yellow cabs and Nongae

Day four of my five-day Chinese New Year break, transported me and the other half of Team Kentville to Jinju, a small town of 342,000, west of Busan. We headed out about 11 am after an unhealthy breakfast at McDonalds. The bus ride was hot and disgusting but we managed to survive the 1.5 hour drive.

Our first stop and highlight of our day trip was Jinju-Seong. Within walking distance of the bus terminal was a fortress that was partially destroyed during the Japanese invasion of 1593. I only know this because I am determined to remember some Korean history. In most cases, after reading something at one of these historical sites, it goes in one ear and out the other. But this time, my determination encouraged me to absorb what was on those metal signs explaining the origins of each relic.

So I'll skip through all the boring history and get to the good stuff. In 1593, a professional female entertainer (hmmm), by the name of Nongae put Jinju on the map. As veracious as they come, this woman committed suicide by drowning herself and a Japanese commander during a battle at the castle. This woman is apparently very very very revered in Jinju because everywhere you look is a symbol or a picture of Nongae. There's even a rock named for her called Uiam, a rock of patriotism, where she supposedly threw herself in the Namgang River.

The inscription on the rock read something like:
"The lone rock soars and with it the lady. Could the lady find the place to meet her death were it not for the rock? Could the rock win its righteous name, were it not for the lady? May their scented names be remembered for eons, the lady and the high rock of Namgang river."

Throughout the castle and its grounds you can see other references to Nongae. The castle is on a hillock (small hill) overlooking the Namgang river. After walking through the castle and its grounds, we crossed the river and walked alongside the river parallel to the castle. The reflection of this castle and the fortress walls on the water was amazing. Then looking past and away from the castle you can see the low rise buildings of Jinju.

Jinju is a small town and this was not lost on us as we walked around. Yet it did have everything that a big city has: Dunkin Donuts, Pizza Hut, KFC.... We did see a few foreigners though but they looked like they were travelling around too. Judging from the stares of the Koreans, there weren't that many foreigners in Jinju. I don't think I would like living there because it seemed too small. I would get bored very quickly.

There weren't too many people around due to the holiday. The market area was pretty quiet, so quiet that we could stroll along easily without being pushed or shoved. We walked around in circles looking for a bimbimbap restaurant because I had read that bimbimbap was supposed to be really good there. Alas our tiredness and Andrea's craving for pizza convinced us to give up our search and eat at Mr. Pizza.

Overall it was a good, quick trip. The ride home took longer than expected and the driver was nuts. I am glad to have made it back to Busan in one piece.

Woof Woof ...year of the Mong Mong

Yesterday Andrea and I travelled to Gyeongju for some serious trekking. I haven't been hiking since I had my cast removed so I was a bit winded. We hiked for about four hours. Gyeongju is called "a museum without walls" because you can see all these historical relics everywhere throughout the city. We didn't spend much time in the actual city because we were anxious to hike and inhale some fresh air.

The hike was pretty good. There were a lot of buddha stone carvings. In fact there were rocks everywhere. It was so nice to get out of Busan.

We didn't find any snow but we did spot some ice. I guess it will be the closest I'll get to seeing snow this year. On our way down, we were accosted by a Korean boy who had lived in NZ for a few months and his father. It was funny to see this boy scrambling down over the rocks to reach us. We knew right away what was going on. His father was urging him to catch up with us and practice his English. It was a bit annoying because we were hungry and wanted to get down the mountain. But we thought we should just be polite and answer all their questions with enthusiasm. We told them we were leaving Busan soon because we didn't feel like hanging out with them. From what I understood, I think they were going to invite us to eat with them or something. They actually drove us to the bus terminal and walked us in there. That was awfully sweet of them, and we exchanged phone numbers. Since the father doesn't speak English, I assume we would be in contact with a 12 year old boy. Just what I need, another student emailing or calling me.

Team Kentville treks in Gyeongju











A day at Spa Stacey

I woke up at about 7:30 this morning. Lately alcohol has been having a strange effect on my body. I can never sleep after I drink, even if it is only a few drinks. Lucy and I drank a bit at OBS and played some pool with an American guy named Justin. It was fun only because I won the longest game of Cut Throat in the world. (It's a pool game played with three people) It was a pretty early night but still I feel groggy and out of it today.

For lunch I went over to Stacey's to dye my hair. But it turned into more than that. Stacey pampered me all day. I know she loves me! After dying my hair, she shaped my eyebrows, make a homemade facial masque, styled my hair and applied make up to my tired looking face. It was a lot of fun. Just like that saying, I am all dressed up and no place to go. I am at a PC BANG waiting for Andrea to go to Nampodong. We're probably going to take it easy tonight. Tomorrow our big adventure begins: Two Girls In Search of Snow. Stay tuned.

Making a virtue out of necessity

My countdown has begun. Only 21 teaching days left. Jake told me today that next month my hours will only be 930 to 130. I am so relieved. I can't handle anymore long days at that damn institute. I'll have early mornings but I'll try not to have too many late nights. Knock on wood.

Tonight I started organizing my crap to move over to my new apartment. It's annoying that I have to move for just one month. But at least I can leave the cockroaches behind. Brenda has guaranteed me that there will be no four-legged unwanted guests in this new building. I can also weed through what I want to keep and what I want to pawn off on others. I have so many books to read in the next few weeks.

I found this cute little book of quotations that Manisha gave me when I left my job at the hospital: Teacher, A Little Book of Appreciation.

Here are a few of my favorites:

* No bubble is so iridescent or floats longer than that blown by the successful teacher

* It is a luxury to learn; but the luxury of learning is not to be compared with the luxury of teaching

* Children are young but they are not naive. And they're honest. They're not going to keep awake if the story is boring. When they get excited you can see it in their eyes

* Education is simply the soul of a society that passes from one generation to another

* Spoon Feeding in the long run teaches us nothing but the shape of the spoon

independent poll on canadian election results

"Change will wake up Liberals. NDP did well, and at least it’s a minority, and NDP hold the balance of power again." Geoff, Ottawa, who considers Harper scary but wouldn't elaborate the what degree of scariness.

"Did we have an election?" Brenda, expat from Ontario, who hasn't been in Canada for about ten years. But she did know that Mulroney was once our prime minister.

"I know nothing about the election. I haven't been keeping up. I am too busy planning my wedding." Stacey, expat from Kingston, who is going to kill me after reading this post. I am just kidding Stace, I'll change it. I am going for shock value.

"It sucks. That's all I want to say about that." Jenn,expat who is currently in NZ polling the sheep for their take on the election.

"Pleased because taxes will go down. I didn't vote. I was worried they might start taxing me if I voted." Andrew G, expat from BC, who has been in Korea for over two years searching for that one true love.


"Who cares?" Neil, UK, who is generally in a state of confusion. It's okay Neil we Canadians don't know much about your little country either.

"Where is Canada again? Is it one of our states near Guam?" John, in Korea for three weeks from Colorado. No doubt this American will be happy with our new prime minister.


"Americans can go back to thinking of Canada as a place they don't have to worry about too much," Patrick Basham, Director of the Democracy Institute Patrick Basham in an interview with CTV Newsnet.


"About these results. I'm anti Conservative/Reform, whatever. I'm more
on board with the NDP mindset, but Liberals are the next best option
who can actually get elected as far as I'm concerned. I see that it's a
minority gov't and Liberal and NDP votes combined trump the
Conservatives. So I guess I'm disappointed that Harper won, but happy
that nothing drastic will happen in the near future. Except for
perhaps another election. Also, even bills that the connies don't like
can get passed. Maybe the shake up will also satisfy those who say the
Liberals have been around too long, and something new will come of it.
Not the end of the world (my dad is probably having a coronary right
now) Anyways that's my two cents."
Lucy, Ontario, in Korea for almost one year. Yes Lucy, I actually miss Chretien too. I remember one time he was being interviewed in English, on an English television channel, and the show actually showed subtitles in English for the viewing audiences.

Out of the fray

"Conservative Leader Stephen Harper, Canada's next prime minister, pledged to work with all parties in the next Parliament after Canadians elected a Tory minority government Monday, ending a 12-year reign of Liberal rule."


So I'll be headed back to Canada with another new prime minister in power. When I was home almost two years ago, Martin had just been elected. Now I'll return to a conservative government, lead by a politician I know little about. Even though I didn't vote because of my non-resident status, I am still interested in the outcome of the election. Canada is still my home. I hated missing the election coverage yesterday. It's always exciting and interesting to watch the polls slowly come in. This time I had to settle for reading about it online the next day. the next day

Too bad I was asleep because it would have been interesting to try and get updated results from the Internet. A BC Supreme Court placed a news ban on Canadian media on the election results. During the last election news outlets were allowed to post the results starting as soon as the polls closed in each region. The Canadian Elections Act states that a province is not allowed to publish results in a region where the polls are still open. In 2000, some guy in BC actually published the Atlantic results while the BC results were still open. He did it on purpose to break the ban and he was fined $1000. The BC Supreme Court overruled this ruling a few times since but now we're back where we were in 2004.

The media (or anyone for that matter who operates a Canadian website out of Canada) were not allowed to publish results Nationally until 10 pm Eastern Standard Time.

Since I was asleep, I don't know if anyone else broke the ban. This blog is operated by google which is an american company but I am a Canadian maintaining the site. I have no doubt that people did break the ban. If I were awake and if I were in Canada maybe I would have done it but this isn't a political blog.


Here is a rough list of the promises made by Harper:
*clean up government with a federal accountability act
*reduce taxes, starting with a GST cut
*crack down on crime
*establish guaranteed wait times
*provide child care money directly to parents

Lucy vs. the Giant Cockroach

So we didn't make it out to Trivia Night in Kyeongsung. All of us were quite zonked out from last night. We went to TGIFs and then off to a DVD room to watch a movie. We watched In Deep Waters or something like that. The movie was okay but it made me not want to do any dive courses anytime in the next two weeks.

Lucy told me an amusing story last night. I've named it Lucy vs. the Giant Cockroach. She repeated it for Stacey's benefit today. Let's hope I get all the details straight.

One day a few months ago, Lucy was lounging around in her apartment, when she noticed a huge cockroach scaling her walls. She immediately, like any girl would do, called 119. Actually she scooped the big beast up and flushed it down the toilet. Quite disturbed about the whole incident, she leaves her apartment to find solace at the bottom of a Soju bottle at her local orange restaurant. Returning home a few hours later with no thoughts of cockroaches, she gets ready for her evening routine. In the washroom, she sits down to go about her business. When suddenly she feels something on her backside. She said it felt like someone was trying to communicate with her. She swatted at her butt, and sees that the cockroach has returned and is sitting comfortably on her butt! Lucy jumps up from her toilet seat screaming and flings the cockroach across the bathroom floor. Using a fistful of toilet paper she wrestles the cockroach into submission and drops him in the toilet and flushes. She said he was a good swimmer because he kept trying to doggie paddle out of the bowl. Unfortunately for him Lucy was a power flusher.

stretch yourself

We went out in PNU last night. After teaching yesterday I really needed a drink. I wasn't planning on going out but just one text from Lucy convinced me to abandon my plans of staying in reading a book, to go out. We went to Crossroads and the Basement. John, the new teacher came along. I think he got lucky last night with one of the Korean girls he was chatting up. Good for him. Poor guy has been here for just three weeks and he hasn't done much but work.

I drank enough to cancel my plans to go shopping in Nampodong. It really sucks because once again, it's a beautiful Sunday and I am nursing a hangover. Last night will be one of my few remaining nights left in Korea. So I better enjoy it while I can. I'm going to miss the crazy nights out with the girls.

relieving stress

Teaching went smoothly today. Everyday it's a toss up whether I will be hassled by someone at work. It can make or break my mood. Sometimes the children will listen and we'll have a great class. Or the kids won't listen and the time drags on and on. I spend so much time at Wilshire that the centre of my life in Korea is teaching. I know the kids so intimately and it really bothers me. Shouldn't I just go in my classroom and teach, then forget about everything that deals with teaching? Isn't that the way it's supposed to work? Not in my case. I worry and I stress. It's not fair. I wish I had that don't care attitude like others I know do. It would save me a lot of stress.

Those two bratty girls have gone back to Australia to teach. One of them brought their mom in today. Brenda saw them after the meeting with Jake and she said the girl was crying. Apparently both girls in class told their mother that all they did was ask a question. And aren't they supposed to ask questions in class? They totally lied about banging on their desks chanting, "Game!, Game!" and in fact, they blamed it on a little boy who just started the class.

Lucky for me, Jake argued my case and the truth came out. Jake was all smiles so the girls probably admitted they did wrong. Incidents like this really stress me out even when I know I am in the right. It's a no win situation here in Korea.

Brenda actually saw the girls in the hall, while I was at lunch, and spoke to them about the whole mess. She told them they should apologize to me about their behavior before they left, as today was their last day. She tried to explain to them it's not nice to leave on a bad note. She tried to give them a "life lesson". Did it sink in? No, of course not! Those spoiled brats headed off to Australia with no cares in the world. Kids!

"I'm a Lumberjack and I'm Okay"

John O'Sullivan is a senior fellow at the Hudson Institute, editor-at-large of National Review, and a member of Benador Associates through whom he can be contacted.


Canadian politics is often said to be boring. Maybe this widespread American belief can be set down to the fact that Canada is America's least-threatening neighbor. When Mexico, Nicaragua, El Salvador, and Cuba are your other neighbors, then Canada is bound to seem like the nation-state equivalent of a maiden aunt — prissy and disapproving but no real trouble.

There is something in this, but it is not the whole story. In 1945 Canada was the world's fourth-largest military power. Its soldiers, sailors, and airmen had played a major part on D-Day and in finally defeating Nazi Germany. And its national image was that of a tough, self-reliant, stand-up guy whom you would like on your side in a barroom brawl.

From 1945 to the present, the history and changing national image of Canada were brilliantly summed up in the Monty Python song that begins "I'm a lumberjack and I'm okay" and gradually develops into "I put on women's clothing and hang around in bars." In other words, not necessarily someone you would like on your side in a barroom brawl.


Trudeaupian Candadians
This new Canada was the child of Pierre Trudeau and the Canadian Liberal party. As the sprawling octopus of the government in power for most of the postwar period, they remade Canada in their own image: left-liberal in politics, tightly regulated in economics, welfarist in social policy, officially bilingual and multicultural as regards national identity, allied to the United Nations and the third world in foreign policy, and therefore self-consciously different from (and sometimes even hostile to) the U.S.

In one significant respect, however, the new Trudeaupian Canadians imitated America: They ditched their British-style parliamentary constitution and introduced an American constitution with both a Charter of Rights and Freedoms, broader and more collectivist than America's Bill of Rights, and a U.S.-style Supreme Court to adjudicate and enforce it. By making the courts the all-but-final political authority, the Liberals were hoping to ensure that like-minded judges could continue to impose Trudeaupian liberal policies on Canada even during the brief intervals when they were out of office.

Such an interval may just be about to occur. Canada is holding a federal election next Monday, and most opinion polls show a lead of around 10-12 percent for the opposition Conservative party. In Canada's multiparty system, that might not ensure a majority for the Tories. The opinion scores for the three main national parties — 40 percent for the CPD, 30 percent for the ruling Liberals, and 16 percent for the left-wing National Democratic party — could produce a range of results. But there is a strong prospect of a minority Tory government, and a lesser but real chance of an outright majority one.

"I'm a Scary Conservative with a Hidden Agenda"

The Liberals are going into overdrive to prevent this — hurling a series of charges against the rising Tories. Their all-purpose portmanteau slander is that the Tories are a sinister force and are secretly planning a series of radical attacks on Canada's current multicultural-welfare state. My distinguished columnar colleague, Mark Steyn, parodies this critique by offering Canadian visitors to his website t-shirts that read: "I'm a Scary Conservative with a Hidden Agenda." But the Liberals have outdone even Mr. Steyn's satire. Their latest television ad warned that the Tories intended to deploy the Canadian armed forces in urban areas, implying that they would be used not to help in Katrina-style emergencies but to impose martial law. This invited a raucous response from, among others, the Canadian military: "Where would we get the soldiers? Where would we get the guns?" asked one officer, who asked not to be named [by Canada's National Post.] "Haven't these guys been reading their own policies?" The ad was quickly withdrawn amid Liberal embarrassment. A Liberal flunkey remarked that "some idiot" had approved it. The Liberals' embarrassment deepened when it became known that the "idiot" in question was the prime minister, Paul Martin.

The next Liberal tactic was to exploit Canada's rich vein of anti-Americanism. Martin picked up a favorable reference by the Tory leader, Stephen Harper, to American conservatives — and proceeded to embroider it darkly: "That's what Stephen Harper means when he says it's time for a change in Canada. Well, let me tell you something, Mr. Harper. That's not the kind of change that Canadians want. America is our neighbor. It is not our nation." Martin also picked a silly quarrel with the U.S. ambassador in order to be seen “standing up” to the U.S.


No Traction with Harper Horrors
Such posturing has left the voters unimpressed. They know Martin doesn’t really mean it since his and previous Liberal governments have happily cooperated with the U.S. on serious matters such as defense and cross-border trade. They also think it would be a bad thing if Martin did mean it since it might alienate Canada’s largest trading partner — especially since the first faint signs of American irritation at these pinpricks have been lately observed.

As defeat has loomed, Martin’s Liberal party has unleashed a third and more interesting attack — that Harper and the Tories might one day use the “notwithstanding” clause of the Canadian constitution that allows parliament in the last resort to overrule the Supreme Court by exempting a law from its constitutional review. Martin promises to abolish the clause in order to protect such recent judge-made law as same-sex marriage.

The issue is certainly important. Removing the notwithstanding clause would make the Supreme Court the sovereign political authority in Canada, outside the control of the voters. It would then be impossible for an elected government to repeal any Liberal policy of which the courts approved. Democracy would be replaced by judgeocracy.

It is usually hard to get the voters to pay regard to such apparently theoretical risks. On this occasion, however, a report commissioned by Ottawa has just pointed out, with exquisitely bad timing, that the courts might well interpret the Charter rules on marriage so as to legalize polygamy. Without a notwithstanding clause, no Canadian government could prevent such legalization. It is now the Liberals’ turn to look “scary.”

At any rate, whatever the reason, their campaign of scares is visibly failing today. The Liberals, still reeling from a massive financial scandal of influence-buying in Quebec, are simply not a credible source for scares — at least about other people. The voters — who last year were frightened away from voting Tory by a similar last-minute scare campaign — have had twelve months to become accustomed to the possibility of a Tory majority. It looks a good deal less “scary” than legalized polygamy.

Above all, the Tory leader, Stephen Harper, is not a very good candidate for demonization. He is a cerebral politician who has kept cool under the Liberal onslaught. He has fought a controlled campaign on a distinctly moderate conservative manifesto.

Too moderate, some would say, since the Tory manifesto concentrates on cleaning up government after the Liberal scandals, offers only modest tax cuts, is willing to offer the U.S. a “free vote” in parliament on joining a missile defense system (rather than supporting it outright), and proposes raft after raft of government assistance programs rather than a smaller state.

That said, the Tories also propose to rebuild Canada’s shrunken military, to retain the democratic safeguard of the notwithstanding clause, to strengthen border security against terrorists, to advance Canada’s interests by better relations with the U.S. rather than by pointless insults, and in general to revive the more vigorous Canada that existed before Trudeau.

Harper’s moderation is a recognition that the Canadians have become accustomed to the easy chair of subsidies and regulation. He knows that massive change would be rejected. So he is inviting modern Canada to take the first small steps back to economic independence, self-reliance, and national pride — perhaps with more to follow as the patient grows stronger.

But is there still a lumberjack under all that mascara?

Spoiled brats and new 5000 won bills




Jake made me write a letter to explain what happened in class yesterday. Apparently, the parents of those two spoiled brats are really angry. They called and complained about the treatment of their daughters. If only they knew what brats their children are outside of their homes. It's so frustrating. Foreign teachers cannot win. Teachers in hogwans matter very little. It's all about the money. Jake will probably be more concerned that the students won't come back to Wilshire to study in the summer.

Teaching today sucks

They don't call Wednesday hump day for nothing. Today was another annoying day at work. Two students drove me crazy and I flipped out. Then of course they phoned their parents, and now their parents are angry with me. Jake was not happy that I disciplined them. It really pisses me off that I am the one who is in trouble. I have no rights as a teacher. Students give us no respect and we're supposed to be okay with it. The students do listen to the Korean teachers so why can't they be respectful to foreign teachers? It makes me so angry!

Then Neil, my coworker pisses me off because he always defends the students. I do understand they are children but that doesn't not mean we should allow them to walk all over us. We are the adults afterall regardless of which country we come from.

Happiness comes and goes in the blink of an eye

My eyes ache. Last night Neil and I took John the new teacher out for dinner, then on to OBS for a few drinks. Lucy, and then Neil's wife met us there. I am really proud of myself. I only had three drinks and I went home early. Despite my willpower I am still out of it today. Teaching all day Saturday is enough to make anyone stop drinking early on a Friday night.

Tonight I am heading to PNU to hang out with Stacey and the usual crowd. I think my new coworker may tag along as well. I can't drink too much because I have plans with Chelsey tomorrow and I don't want to be hung over.

On Thursday I bought my plane tickets. The realization that I am really leaving Korea has sunk in. Before I felt like it was some distant, distant dream. I have roughly six weeks of teaching left. Teaching will be so easy for me. I won't have that sense of pending doom hanging over my head at the beginning of each work week. Now I can relax and have fun because I am not going to be here for ever.

A few of my students even noticed that I have been happier these last few days. It's funny because I didn't realize that students pay that much attention to us. The student said, "Teacher, why are you so happy?" After the look of shock on my face subsided, I had to laugh. We really do show our emotions on our sleeves. Kids are not stupid. They can tell when we are happy or angry.

SoƱar despierto

Lately, my favorite daydream is played out any of the old Cranberries songs in the background. First, I start singing Saving Grace, then my all-female quartet and I rock it out by singing Promises, and lastly Zombie. Our band plays to a large crowd of friends here in Busan. Everyone is amazed at my guitar playing and singing abilities. I am a superstar.

As I walk around Seomyeon, listening to my ipod, my mind wanders from the attainable to the obvious unattainable. Obviously my current daydream edges very close to the end of the unattainable spectrum.

I wonder about daydreams. Why do we do them? Are they the same as fantasies? When is daydreaming considered not normal?

Overall, I think it is healthy to daydream as long as the person daydreaming knows it is not reality. I know I can't sing. And I will never be in front of a crowd singing and playing guitar. That is reality.

Top artists are the biggest bonkers, say researchers

Somethings to think about........

"The more creative a person is, the more sexual partners he or she is likely to have, according to a new study.

Newcastle University researchers say the finding could explain the behavior of notorious womanisers and poets Lord Bryon and Dylan Thomas, and artist Pablo Picasso.......

The researchers found that professional artists and poets have about twice as many sexual partners as those who o not indulge in these creative activities.

The researchers also delved into the personalitites of artists and poets and found that they shared certain traits with mentally-ill patients."


Hmmm, well, I don't know where to begin....

Annoying me: my students

My topic for my conversation class today was Annoying things. At first, I thought the topic wouldn't interest the students but it actually went well. During the class I realized that a great many things do annoy me. Neil was not surprised when I relayed my realization to him after class. In fact, he would be the one to know, since I always complain about something trivial that annoys me everyday in our small office.

Maybe I should lighten up. I should try not to let little things bother me but they do. Maybe that should be another resolution for this year. But it's so difficult to change overnight. Actually I do think I have gotten better than I have in the past. I remember I used to really get upset about little things. Now I do worry a little but I don't let it stress me out as much. I think that comes with age, and the realization that life is made of annoyances but you need to get over them or otherwise your life will be full of stress.

However, I strongly believe that a person should vent her anger or it will build up, and ultimately hurt the person more than any minor annoyance should.

Three days before Friday

I feel as if the sun has shone directly down on me alone. I can't explain it. I feel well rested and content. Maybe it's the gradual excitement I am feeling when I think of my upcoming travels. Or it is because I am well rested for a change. Whatever the reason, I feel like today I can do anything with a smile on my face.

Right now I am waiting for my two o'clock class to start. Then on more class and I get to go to the gym. Unlike others I know, my winter session is better than my usual teaching schedule.

Outside the sun is actually shining so all this sunshine isn't all in my head. You can see the mountains for a change because the air is somewhat cleaner than usual.

Our new foreign teacher started work last week. I admit I haven't been very friendly. Last week, I just didn't have the energy because I was so sick but this week I should put more effort into showing him around or giving him information. I am genuinely a nice person and I am sure that the teacher thinks I am a complete bitch. When I showed other teachers around, I felt a little let down when they got on their feet and left me in the wind. Besides when I first came, none of the foreigners at Oedae were remotely friendly to me. I wasn't invited out or anything. I am still a little bitter but I shouldn't let that affect the way I behave now.

Finding the writer within

Today was a full day of teaching. My first class was three hours of creative writing with Minjae. I have taught this boy for two hours everyday since September. And now I will teach him Saturdays for three hours. I don't know what more I can teach him. I guess I should just provide more constructive criticism on his writing. I suggested he buy The Elements of Style. In fact, I suggest this to all my writing students, (who have mastered the basics) and those want to improve their writing style.

Amazingly those three hours went by quickly. Then I taught elementary students for two hours. I don't mind this class because the students are young and well-behaved. That's one thing I miss about Oedae, the younger students. Younger students have no attitudes and they are keen on learning. Also, there's the added bonus that they laugh at everything. Not a bad way to spend two hours.

Finally I taught the two essay classes at the end of my day. It was a little stressful because there were ten new beginning students, and I had to take the rest and sort them out. By the end of the evening I was calmed down. Right now I am looking at all those essays I have to mark and it's making me anxious. C'est la vie when you teach writing.

I am almost healed

My cold is almost gone. I'm feeling much better today but my I am still stuffed up. I wanted to go to the gym but my lungs are still a bit weak. Tomorrow is a new day though.

My classes were manageable today. I'm not at the point where I can just go in and teach. Since they are all new classes I need to get into the rhythm and to gauge the students a little more. By Monday I should be well in synch with the whole lot of it all.

I'm not sure what I am up to this weekend, besides working on Saturday. If the weather is good, and I feel good I will go hiking. I don't want to run the chance of prolonging this cold any longer though.

I don't have much to write about these days besides complaints about working so much and resting so little. Soon I will be on a beach or top of a mountain somewhere and Wilshire will be nothing but a hazzy memory.

low, down dirty shame

I have been sick since New Years. I feel and look horrible. This week we started our winter session. All new classes so it is wise to have lots of zip and energy. I don't have either and I want to have a good session. I am happy that I don't have that many classes. I just wish I could enjoy it without being so sick. I haven't even made it to the gym. My eyes are dry and achy and my nose keeps running away from me.

My credit card drama still isn't over. I have no card and I really need it right now to get my trip planning in motion. The person who "borrowed" the money said initially she was planning on giving me the money back a few days later. It's been over a month now and I don't have the money. As I cancelled my card, I am waiting for a new one to be sent out to me. I still have to deal with the fraud investigation people too. They caused me a headache the last time I spoke with them. I probably sounded like a complete moron when I told them I knew who illegally signed my name but I didn't want to press charges. Then I told them I would phone back and I haven't. I don't know what to say when I do finally call them. I just want this hassle to be over with.

More sleep, more sleep

This last week was pure heck. I was so busy. I didn't have time to sit down and breathe. Needless to day I didn't make the time to write on my blog.

I have a cold. What a way to start off the new year. On Saturday night I met up with friends and partied until early Sunday morning. I actually puked on my boots. The evidence was on my boots, the next morning. Yesterday I truly paid for it.

It's time to think about new year resolutions. Since I don't have any really bad habits besides binge drinking every now and then, I don't know where to start.

Actually one thing for sure is to get more sleep this year. More sleep, more sleep. I'll have to repeat this over and over everyday so I can make it a habit.