2. Later on, much later on, when Q went to the boxing club, Junior Mint drilled him with a million and one questions and blurted out the news of us being a couple for all to hear.. oh gosh! Black Skinny apparently was overly fascinated and gave Q an applause. Milk Dud heard the news but didn't say anything... interesting.
3. Junior Mint had injured himself on Saturday while playing soccer with the boys. He had twisted his knee and so he's been restricted to the couch at the club and hoping around. But, with Black Skinny's fight coming up and me eagerly (along with others from my team), wanting to continue going strong with training, Junior Mint's injury has us all stressed. He can't do pad work with me and so I'm feeling a bit stressed over his injury. I really want him to get better soon and so today I went to the pharmacy today to pick up some "goodies"... hehehe.
4. After school today, I jumped in a cab and headed off to Songtan. With Yanky leaving tomorrow, I figured it was the least I could do... say goodbye. I showed up, turned around, and there he was. It felt so weird to be back in Songtan after so many months of avoiding this place. I always feel a certain level of uncomfort when here but tonight it felt different. When Yanky leaves, I'll really have no reason why to visit this place anymore. Songtan will no longer be what it once was to me and so, I felt sad.
5. We headed off to our usual restaurant, Puffin, and I ate my usual meal, chicken. After dinner, we walked around for a bit and then headed to this particular Jazz bar where we chatted more. Oddly enough, we talked a bit about Q and that was kind of strange, strange considering what once went down between Yanky and I. We talked about what he plans on doing after he's finished with the military and what I plan on doing... of which I have no answer. Yanky has about 8 months left of the military life and then he's off to buy a house and get a regular 9-5er job. He thinks I'll never leave Korea... maybe he's right. I think my fear of struggling to readjust myself to Canada is what has kept me here for so long. I'm just so use to Korea and, despite what difficulties or obstacles I've had to endure here, at least here I expect a certain level of uncomfort. But going back to Canada, wow... nothing is stranger than feeling like a foreigner in your own country!!! Been there, done that, don't really care to do it again. What would I do in Canada?
6. Hooked up with some of his buddies at some random bar where the manager was bombarding his patrons with oh-so-good food. Yanky and I didn't eat any but dang, we should have eaten there instead of Puffin! Buddy-boy was cooking up a storm!
7. When I went to leave, Yanky walked me to my taxi and hugged me. I asked for an extra hug and then we said goodbye. He asked me if I'll miss him, I will but I don't know if he'll miss me. When he reaches America, he'll have so much to do, so many people to see. I'm sure the last thing on his mind is some Polish girl. Regardless, I felt really bad for leaving. It was his last night in Korea and there I was, leaving him so that I could meet up with another guy. Sure, the other guy was my boyfriend Q but still. I should had stayed longer.
8. Surprisingly enough, or not so surprisingly, I got emotional in the taxi ride to the subway. I ended up paying the taxi driver extra money so that he could do a few laps while I fixed my make-up in the back of the car.
9. I arrived in Cheonan feeling so confused and sad about the evening's events. I didn't think that Yanky leaving would bother me much but it did.
10. Q and I had promised to go to the movies tonight and so I went to the Multiplex to meet up with Q. He was all guy-smiley as usual and so that helped to cheer me up. We ended up watching the movie "The Hitman" in which there was a seductive nude scene. I always feel so uncomfortable watching such scenes, especially when I'm sitting beside some guy I'm dating. I always feel some what obligated to say something, a joke, a comment, or what not, and so I turned to Q and covered his eyes. I had to laugh. Apparently the girl beside me was doing the very same thing to her boyfriend, covering his eyes.... hehehe.
QUESTION OF THE DAY...
Where is life taking me?
QUOTE OF THE DAY...
Men are not prisoners of fate, but only prisoners of their own minds.
-- Franklin D. Roosevelt
1 comment:
You chose familiarity and security over "what could be." That's what women seem to prefer. But then, an enlisted Army personnel's post military career starts at an entry level, never mind buying a house.
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