Here's a few people I want you to meet....
Notice how my friend Black-Skinny's dance moves are boxing inspired... hehehe.
Friday, August 31, 2007
Highlights of my Day... Friday, August 31
1. Headed off to boxing where I was greeted by my newest little buddy, this little elementary boy who’s super cute and tries to test out random English words on me. Today I helped him work on his skipping.
2. In the middle of our pad work in the ring, Junior Mint had to take an important phone call. I guess he must have forgotten how many rounds we did… I didn’t. Instead of doing our usual 5 rounds, we did 8. It was brutal.
3. Tonight we had our big boxing club party. I came early to head to the restaurant with Junior Mint. They’ve never seen me without my boxing gear on and so I got ohhed and ahhed… hehehe.
4. The Milk Dud had to stick around and close the gym and so Junior Mint and Yun Duk stuck close to me for the rest of the night. It’s fair to say I was quite the attraction tonight, not too be cocky or anything, but it was quite obvious that they were fascinated to have a foreigner among them. I’m the first foreigner in the club’s history. Some of the big-wigs of the club came out (pros and club chairmen) and so it was a pretty important function.
5. Dinner consisted of the chairmen testing out their English on me, me giggling over my Konglish and lots and lots of delicious food… accompanied by 24 men and 2 women (me being one of them). Yup, there was definitely a lot of talent, muscle and testosterone sitting at our massively stretched out table.
6. Dinner turned into going to a bar, which then turned into heading to a karaoke bar. The Milk Dud had brought along his friend, Jae Sung (English name is Bean… hehehe) and so when I was totally put in the spotlight and literally being forced to sing, Jae Sung jumped in and saved me.
7. My stress of the night came in the form of an over-weight, super hyper, totally drowned in beer chairman who thought it’d be funny to unbutton his top and yell at the top of his lungs, “Amy beautiful… me so happy!”
8. As much as I really don’t like the spotlight and as much as I really did want to go home, I didn’t. Instead, after all left the karaoke bar, Junior Mint asked me to go to another bar with him and I agreed. Considering the fact that Junior Mint in my head coach and really prides me, I couldn’t refused. Yun Duk informed me tonight that Junior Mint has been trying to learn English so that he can better communicate with me. To date, our communication consists of Korean, body language and slaps to various parts of my body with the boxing pad.
9. And so, off we went to another bar. Actually, it was my friend Myoung Jun’s bar. He’s one of the boxers I’ve met who also trains during the day, like me. We sat around joking about how the chairmen were so proud that their boxing gym has gone global... hehehe. Nice, throw one foreigner into a club and now it's international.
10. I can’t say that tonight I didn’t enjoy myself. Yes, the one chairman stressed me out with his pushy manners and drunk-slobbering talk, but stepping back and thinking about the night, it was pretty awesome. My head coach, the one we were all there because of, spent his whole night trying to make sure a smile stayed on my face. I got to see the other boxers in a more relaxed state as oppose to punching the heck out of the heavy bags, I met a really cool new friend (Jae Sung), and I got my face known among the club members.
QUESTION OF THE DAY...
What's up with this crazy guy-girl ratio thing going on?
QUOTE OF THE DAY...
A celebrity is a person who works hard all his life to become well known, then wears dark glasses to avoid being recognized.
-- Fred Allen
2. In the middle of our pad work in the ring, Junior Mint had to take an important phone call. I guess he must have forgotten how many rounds we did… I didn’t. Instead of doing our usual 5 rounds, we did 8. It was brutal.
3. Tonight we had our big boxing club party. I came early to head to the restaurant with Junior Mint. They’ve never seen me without my boxing gear on and so I got ohhed and ahhed… hehehe.
4. The Milk Dud had to stick around and close the gym and so Junior Mint and Yun Duk stuck close to me for the rest of the night. It’s fair to say I was quite the attraction tonight, not too be cocky or anything, but it was quite obvious that they were fascinated to have a foreigner among them. I’m the first foreigner in the club’s history. Some of the big-wigs of the club came out (pros and club chairmen) and so it was a pretty important function.
5. Dinner consisted of the chairmen testing out their English on me, me giggling over my Konglish and lots and lots of delicious food… accompanied by 24 men and 2 women (me being one of them). Yup, there was definitely a lot of talent, muscle and testosterone sitting at our massively stretched out table.
6. Dinner turned into going to a bar, which then turned into heading to a karaoke bar. The Milk Dud had brought along his friend, Jae Sung (English name is Bean… hehehe) and so when I was totally put in the spotlight and literally being forced to sing, Jae Sung jumped in and saved me.
7. My stress of the night came in the form of an over-weight, super hyper, totally drowned in beer chairman who thought it’d be funny to unbutton his top and yell at the top of his lungs, “Amy beautiful… me so happy!”
8. As much as I really don’t like the spotlight and as much as I really did want to go home, I didn’t. Instead, after all left the karaoke bar, Junior Mint asked me to go to another bar with him and I agreed. Considering the fact that Junior Mint in my head coach and really prides me, I couldn’t refused. Yun Duk informed me tonight that Junior Mint has been trying to learn English so that he can better communicate with me. To date, our communication consists of Korean, body language and slaps to various parts of my body with the boxing pad.
9. And so, off we went to another bar. Actually, it was my friend Myoung Jun’s bar. He’s one of the boxers I’ve met who also trains during the day, like me. We sat around joking about how the chairmen were so proud that their boxing gym has gone global... hehehe. Nice, throw one foreigner into a club and now it's international.
10. I can’t say that tonight I didn’t enjoy myself. Yes, the one chairman stressed me out with his pushy manners and drunk-slobbering talk, but stepping back and thinking about the night, it was pretty awesome. My head coach, the one we were all there because of, spent his whole night trying to make sure a smile stayed on my face. I got to see the other boxers in a more relaxed state as oppose to punching the heck out of the heavy bags, I met a really cool new friend (Jae Sung), and I got my face known among the club members.
QUESTION OF THE DAY...
What's up with this crazy guy-girl ratio thing going on?
QUOTE OF THE DAY...
A celebrity is a person who works hard all his life to become well known, then wears dark glasses to avoid being recognized.
-- Fred Allen
Thursday, August 30, 2007
Highlights of my Day... Thursday, August 30
1. No sooner had the Milk Dud left my house and my head hit the pillow, but then some loud alarm went off. It was the building’s intercom system. Some lady came on the intercom and rambled off some Korean. I listened, didn’t understand and then went back to bed. Time: 4:30am.
2. A couple of minutes later someone came pounding on my door. I got up and raced over to the door thinking that I’d swing it open and yell at some drunk man disturbing me but it wasn't... guess who it was?!. Apparently there was a fire (small fire) in the building and so he came to get me and Mi Nam.
3. Had an early morning tea time with the Cheonan Trump. It was nice… strange but nice. He’s been acting kind of funny towards me ever since my birthday and I’d hate to think that I “owe” him for the generous gift he gave me. I don’t think he’s that kind of guy but well, you never know anyone until you know what they’re capable of doing. Today when I left him he gave me a hug and then kissed my cheek… that was weird.
4. Headed into boxing later than I expected. It was only 4pm but already the gym was filling up. I definitely wasn’t as uncomfortable as I was the first time I went there at night. I trained with my head coach, Junior Mint but worked a bit with the Milk Dud. Yun Duk was there and all smiles. Tomorrow we’re all going to the club's boxing party and so I made Yun Duk promise me that he’ll be my date, which means he has to sit beside me, look after me and not leave me in any of those uncomfortable situations where I’m stuck dealing with some pushy dude or struggling on my Korean. Hehehe…
5. Met the club’s notoriously known female boxer, Min Young. She weights in at 50kg and has a huge fight this Sunday in Seoul. At first glance she looks like this cute girl but in the ring… wow, look out! She’s like the Korean Energizer bunny… flying around the ring, throwing super fast jabs, has a sweet left hook and definitely has style! The Junior Mint claims I’m a lot stronger than her, that’s my strong point. He said 10 of her punches equals 1 of my punches and so all I’d have to do is play defense, tire her out and then get in a few good shots.
6. Went grocery shopping... haven't done this in MONTHS!!! I haven't been eating at Kimbab Chunkuk lately, instead, I've been eating sushi like it's going out of style. For the most part, my diet consists of raw foods... fruits, veggies, tuna, and lots and lots of sushi.
7. Got an unexpected phone call from a guy in Canada I went to university with. He called me up to ask me why we never dated and to tell me all these supposedly feelings he had for me. Rule of thumb, anyone that tells you all this YEARS after it happened, it obviously shovelling B.S. and I’m not interested.
8. Honestly, I hate talking on the phone. I’m notoriously known for purposely not answering my calls, failing to return calls, and for only answering text messages. Well, tonight it must have been a full moon or something cause I was on the phone twice tonight. Once with that dude I once dated and then once with Jenn. I had read on her homepage that she was feeling kind of down and so I decided to give her a call. Consider yourself lucky Jenn, I never call anyone… even my own mother, I only call her like 5 times a year!
9. Girl chat with Jenn… it was good. I found it kind of ironic that I was so eager to give her relationship advice considering the fact that I don’t even have a boyfriend and what’s going on between me and the Yanky can barely be called a relationship.
10. What’s a night without a visit from the Milk Dud?!... impossible. He came by to hang out but then Junior Mint called him out. Not too sure what that was all about but I stayed up waiting for him to return. I waited… and waited… and waited. He kept on texting me but things got lost in translation. It was now about 3am and I had to be up around 5:30am. I wasn’t impressed.
QUESTION OF THE DAY...
What's your best relationship advice?
QUOTE OF THE DAY...
The best way to lose weight is to close your mouth - something very difficult for a politician. Or watch your food - just watch it, don’t eat it.
-- Edward Koch (former mayor of New York City)
2. A couple of minutes later someone came pounding on my door. I got up and raced over to the door thinking that I’d swing it open and yell at some drunk man disturbing me but it wasn't... guess who it was?!. Apparently there was a fire (small fire) in the building and so he came to get me and Mi Nam.
3. Had an early morning tea time with the Cheonan Trump. It was nice… strange but nice. He’s been acting kind of funny towards me ever since my birthday and I’d hate to think that I “owe” him for the generous gift he gave me. I don’t think he’s that kind of guy but well, you never know anyone until you know what they’re capable of doing. Today when I left him he gave me a hug and then kissed my cheek… that was weird.
4. Headed into boxing later than I expected. It was only 4pm but already the gym was filling up. I definitely wasn’t as uncomfortable as I was the first time I went there at night. I trained with my head coach, Junior Mint but worked a bit with the Milk Dud. Yun Duk was there and all smiles. Tomorrow we’re all going to the club's boxing party and so I made Yun Duk promise me that he’ll be my date, which means he has to sit beside me, look after me and not leave me in any of those uncomfortable situations where I’m stuck dealing with some pushy dude or struggling on my Korean. Hehehe…
5. Met the club’s notoriously known female boxer, Min Young. She weights in at 50kg and has a huge fight this Sunday in Seoul. At first glance she looks like this cute girl but in the ring… wow, look out! She’s like the Korean Energizer bunny… flying around the ring, throwing super fast jabs, has a sweet left hook and definitely has style! The Junior Mint claims I’m a lot stronger than her, that’s my strong point. He said 10 of her punches equals 1 of my punches and so all I’d have to do is play defense, tire her out and then get in a few good shots.
6. Went grocery shopping... haven't done this in MONTHS!!! I haven't been eating at Kimbab Chunkuk lately, instead, I've been eating sushi like it's going out of style. For the most part, my diet consists of raw foods... fruits, veggies, tuna, and lots and lots of sushi.
7. Got an unexpected phone call from a guy in Canada I went to university with. He called me up to ask me why we never dated and to tell me all these supposedly feelings he had for me. Rule of thumb, anyone that tells you all this YEARS after it happened, it obviously shovelling B.S. and I’m not interested.
8. Honestly, I hate talking on the phone. I’m notoriously known for purposely not answering my calls, failing to return calls, and for only answering text messages. Well, tonight it must have been a full moon or something cause I was on the phone twice tonight. Once with that dude I once dated and then once with Jenn. I had read on her homepage that she was feeling kind of down and so I decided to give her a call. Consider yourself lucky Jenn, I never call anyone… even my own mother, I only call her like 5 times a year!
9. Girl chat with Jenn… it was good. I found it kind of ironic that I was so eager to give her relationship advice considering the fact that I don’t even have a boyfriend and what’s going on between me and the Yanky can barely be called a relationship.
10. What’s a night without a visit from the Milk Dud?!... impossible. He came by to hang out but then Junior Mint called him out. Not too sure what that was all about but I stayed up waiting for him to return. I waited… and waited… and waited. He kept on texting me but things got lost in translation. It was now about 3am and I had to be up around 5:30am. I wasn’t impressed.
QUESTION OF THE DAY...
What's your best relationship advice?
QUOTE OF THE DAY...
The best way to lose weight is to close your mouth - something very difficult for a politician. Or watch your food - just watch it, don’t eat it.
-- Edward Koch (former mayor of New York City)
Wednesday, August 29, 2007
Highlights of my Day... Wednesday, August 29
1. Woke up nice and early to a chilly rainy morning. Rainy days are meant for sleeping in late and cuddling… that’s exactly what Mi Nam and I did. Hehehe…
2. Had a staff meeting at the university. Staff meetings means a short chat, swapping stories, free Chinese food and all us professors in the same room at once. Because we all have varying schedules, it’s easy to go days without seeing some of the staff and so I like staff meetings.
3. Next Monday the new school semester starts and so this means new students, new classes, a new schedule and this semester it even means new assistants and one more professor. Unfortunately Ki Dong is leaving us and so we’ve taken in two new assistants. I forewarned the new girl, Sue, that being an assistant here means listening to my rambling stories about my “fan club boys”, listening to my cheesy Polish jokes, and giving me advice on my lack of love life… hehehe. Dang, I’m going to miss Ki Dong!
4. No boxing or weight training today… nor did I really pay attention to my diet today… oops. Right after the meeting I had to do some banking and then I headed out to Little America (Songtan).
5. As if I didn’t already eat enough Chinese food already today, for dinner the Yanky and I ate Chinese food… I love it!
6. The Yanky and I have this kind of love-hate relationship going on (if you’d even call it a relationship… not too sure on what to call it) and today we took it to the next level when we went window shopping. He wanted to buy a b.b. gun and so he told me to shoot him…. and I did! Hehehe… He walked to the end of the counter and then I shot him in the back. Mind ya, by the time the b.b. reached him, it had lost it's strength and so it didn't hurt him... darn, hehehe.
7. He thought it’d be funny to shoot me in the leg…. not so funny considering he was standing right beside me and I wasn’t expecting it. The little b.b. came flying out, hit me, and wow, did it ever sting!!!
8. I seem to have the worst luck with riding the subway and am seriously considering opting out of subways and spending the cash for a taxi. Tonight’s story was based on one perverted man and his admiration for my perfume… or whatever. He kept on starring me down and so right before my stop, I got up and stood by the door. He did the same but he stood so close behind me that I was convinced he wanted to jump in my back pocket. He was making these weird sounds and so I looked at him through the reflection in the door window. Turns out he was sniffing me out. His eyes were closed and he was swinging his nose around me…. can you say, “FREAK”?!
9. Still no word from Hanna… wow, she’s more stubborn than me!
10. Had my usual late night visitor… Milk Dud. Tonight we invented a new game. We call it “Pinch the Pincher”. To play this game, you need a really strong hair clip and a high tolerance for pain… hehehe. Basically what you do is close your eyes and let the other player pinch you with the hair clip. My hair clip had a kind of death grip on it and sharp little teeth so it really hurt. It was a silly game that was quite childish and pointless, but caused lots of giggles. I lost when he pinched me on the nose… ouch!
QUESTION OF THE DAY...
Who'll give first, her or me?
QUOTE OF THE DAY...
An apology is the superglue of life. It can repair just about anything.
-- Lynn Johnston
3. Next Monday the new school semester starts and so this means new students, new classes, a new schedule and this semester it even means new assistants and one more professor. Unfortunately Ki Dong is leaving us and so we’ve taken in two new assistants. I forewarned the new girl, Sue, that being an assistant here means listening to my rambling stories about my “fan club boys”, listening to my cheesy Polish jokes, and giving me advice on my lack of love life… hehehe. Dang, I’m going to miss Ki Dong!
4. No boxing or weight training today… nor did I really pay attention to my diet today… oops. Right after the meeting I had to do some banking and then I headed out to Little America (Songtan).
5. As if I didn’t already eat enough Chinese food already today, for dinner the Yanky and I ate Chinese food… I love it!
6. The Yanky and I have this kind of love-hate relationship going on (if you’d even call it a relationship… not too sure on what to call it) and today we took it to the next level when we went window shopping. He wanted to buy a b.b. gun and so he told me to shoot him…. and I did! Hehehe… He walked to the end of the counter and then I shot him in the back. Mind ya, by the time the b.b. reached him, it had lost it's strength and so it didn't hurt him... darn, hehehe.
7. He thought it’d be funny to shoot me in the leg…. not so funny considering he was standing right beside me and I wasn’t expecting it. The little b.b. came flying out, hit me, and wow, did it ever sting!!!
8. I seem to have the worst luck with riding the subway and am seriously considering opting out of subways and spending the cash for a taxi. Tonight’s story was based on one perverted man and his admiration for my perfume… or whatever. He kept on starring me down and so right before my stop, I got up and stood by the door. He did the same but he stood so close behind me that I was convinced he wanted to jump in my back pocket. He was making these weird sounds and so I looked at him through the reflection in the door window. Turns out he was sniffing me out. His eyes were closed and he was swinging his nose around me…. can you say, “FREAK”?!
9. Still no word from Hanna… wow, she’s more stubborn than me!
10. Had my usual late night visitor… Milk Dud. Tonight we invented a new game. We call it “Pinch the Pincher”. To play this game, you need a really strong hair clip and a high tolerance for pain… hehehe. Basically what you do is close your eyes and let the other player pinch you with the hair clip. My hair clip had a kind of death grip on it and sharp little teeth so it really hurt. It was a silly game that was quite childish and pointless, but caused lots of giggles. I lost when he pinched me on the nose… ouch!
QUESTION OF THE DAY...
Who'll give first, her or me?
QUOTE OF THE DAY...
An apology is the superglue of life. It can repair just about anything.
-- Lynn Johnston
Tuesday, August 28, 2007
Highlights of my Day... Tuesday, August 28
1. Woke up to Paramedic Dude calling me. My initial reaction was to hang up the phone. I knew he was calling about Panty Boy but I was too scared to hear the news. By the fifth ring I had answered his call. I was right, he was calling about Panty Boy. So, the scoop on Panty Boy is he’s quite banged up. With a broken arm, 2 broken ribs, a head concussion, and a broken leg that’s pretty mashed up (I remember seeing that!!!!) that will definitely need some kind of reconstruction surgery, he’s remarkably in high spirits. Paramedic Dude said he kept on asking about me. I guess we both thought each other was dead. 
2. Got a letter in the mail (a bill actually) addressed to my ex. I use to have a phone under his name and so I knew a bit about what KTF was writing to him about but not the full story. Ended up texting him. It felt so strange to text him. I mean, I haven’t talked to him in so long and it’s so wild that here’s this guy who I was completely head over heels over, stayed in Korea for and who ripped my heart out, stepped on it, and then kicked it to the curb… and now I’m texting him. I’m ok with him though Despite the sour ending, I feel nothing but good feelings about him and still think so highly of him… so ironic, especially considering just half a year ago I would have cried myself to sleep at the sound of his name.
3. Had boxing in the morning, followed by a two hour nap and then weight training after dinner with Hanna. I’m hardcore baby… and I love it!
4. Day 1 of my diet. I’m determined to move down to a flyweight and so for dinner I skipped out on having my much loved tak galbi (chicken) drowned in cheese… ahh…. cheese! I love cheese. But, like they say, a minute on my lips, forever on my hips. Hehehe…
5. Got the inside scoop on Hanna’s washboard-boyfriend… well, now as of today, her ex. They broke up today… and then made up… then broke up…. then made up… then broke up. You see, the fact that Hanna is so young and has a child is apparently quite the turn-off to guys and so she doesn’t tell people. This of course poses another problem, the problem with having to explain why she has to go home so early (daughter gets off school) or why she can only meet late (after daughter has gone to bed).
6. Hanna’s got quite the humor lately and it’s so refreshingly funny. The other day I didn’t finish all my food and so she leaned over the table, looked at me and said, “Children in Somalia die bu
t you no eat your food. Eat for Somalia” … Hehehe. Tonight she lectured me about hanging out with the Milk Dud, saying that he’s sure to develop some kind of crush on me. Milk Dud is only 20 years old and although I could argue that he’s remarkably intelligent and mature, it doesn’t matter… we are JUST friends. Hanna thought it funny though to tease me and call me “Casablanca”… not too sure what that means though. Hehehe…
7. Jae Min and I met up with some of my coworkers for a movie night. We saw “Star Dust” featuring Robert DeNiro and Michelle Pfeiffer. DeNiro played an in-the-closet cross-dresser pirate and Pfeiffer played this nasty decaying old witch who was in search of eternal beauty. It definitely wasn’t one of DeNiro’s finer roles but nonetheless, it was a very funny movie.
8. Got into my first ever fight with Hanna and it was right during the movie and on my cell
phone. We were text messaging back and forth. Originally, we had talked about meeting up after the movie. However, during the movie I got word that one of my friends was heading to Daejon and so they’d be able to drop me off at the hospital and then pick me up later on. This would mean of course I’d be able to take Panty Boy home. What family he does have, he’s not close with and so he’s kind of stuck in the hospital until one of us goes and gets him. Naturally, I jumped at the chance to go get him and so I text Hanna, saying that we’ll have to cancel our plans. She freaked out on me, unexpectedly.
9. Her ammunition she used to try to justify why she had the right to be mad was cause I always hang out with Milk Dud and hardly go out anymore. My counterargument, first of all, Milk Dud lives in my building, we never make plans, he just shows up. Moreover, every time we go out, I end up having to pay cause she doesn’t have a job anymore. Sorry, but the fact that I make good money does NOT mean I have to pick up the tab. Our text message mini war was rather embarrassing for me. Not only cause it was childish and uncalled for but because I was there with my coworkers IN THE THEATER. I ended it by texting her to say sorry and that until she says sorry, don’t talk to me. I know she may not understand the seriousness of my friend’s situation but that’s no reason for low manners. I expect more from her.
10. Well, as if arguing with Hanna didn’t already kill my mood, I rushed home, showered, and waited outside for my ride to Daejon. They never came. Turns out they got lost and opted to go to Daejon this weekend instead. I was ticked. Went back home but no sooner had I closed the door than Milk Dud came knocking on it. We watched a movie and stayed up late again… late being 5am.
QUESTION OF THE DAY...
I know "Casablanca" is a movie, but what does it mean?
QUOTE OF THE DAY...
The only exercise some people get is jumping to conclusions, running down their friends, side-stepping responsibility, and pushing their luck!
-- Author Unknown
2. Got a letter in the mail (a bill actually) addressed to my ex. I use to have a phone under his name and so I knew a bit about what KTF was writing to him about but not the full story. Ended up texting him. It felt so strange to text him. I mean, I haven’t talked to him in so long and it’s so wild that here’s this guy who I was completely head over heels over, stayed in Korea for and who ripped my heart out, stepped on it, and then kicked it to the curb… and now I’m texting him. I’m ok with him though Despite the sour ending, I feel nothing but good feelings about him and still think so highly of him… so ironic, especially considering just half a year ago I would have cried myself to sleep at the sound of his name.
3. Had boxing in the morning, followed by a two hour nap and then weight training after dinner with Hanna. I’m hardcore baby… and I love it!
4. Day 1 of my diet. I’m determined to move down to a flyweight and so for dinner I skipped out on having my much loved tak galbi (chicken) drowned in cheese… ahh…. cheese! I love cheese. But, like they say, a minute on my lips, forever on my hips. Hehehe…
5. Got the inside scoop on Hanna’s washboard-boyfriend… well, now as of today, her ex. They broke up today… and then made up… then broke up…. then made up… then broke up. You see, the fact that Hanna is so young and has a child is apparently quite the turn-off to guys and so she doesn’t tell people. This of course poses another problem, the problem with having to explain why she has to go home so early (daughter gets off school) or why she can only meet late (after daughter has gone to bed).
6. Hanna’s got quite the humor lately and it’s so refreshingly funny. The other day I didn’t finish all my food and so she leaned over the table, looked at me and said, “Children in Somalia die bu
t you no eat your food. Eat for Somalia” … Hehehe. Tonight she lectured me about hanging out with the Milk Dud, saying that he’s sure to develop some kind of crush on me. Milk Dud is only 20 years old and although I could argue that he’s remarkably intelligent and mature, it doesn’t matter… we are JUST friends. Hanna thought it funny though to tease me and call me “Casablanca”… not too sure what that means though. Hehehe…7. Jae Min and I met up with some of my coworkers for a movie night. We saw “Star Dust” featuring Robert DeNiro and Michelle Pfeiffer. DeNiro played an in-the-closet cross-dresser pirate and Pfeiffer played this nasty decaying old witch who was in search of eternal beauty. It definitely wasn’t one of DeNiro’s finer roles but nonetheless, it was a very funny movie.
8. Got into my first ever fight with Hanna and it was right during the movie and on my cell
phone. We were text messaging back and forth. Originally, we had talked about meeting up after the movie. However, during the movie I got word that one of my friends was heading to Daejon and so they’d be able to drop me off at the hospital and then pick me up later on. This would mean of course I’d be able to take Panty Boy home. What family he does have, he’s not close with and so he’s kind of stuck in the hospital until one of us goes and gets him. Naturally, I jumped at the chance to go get him and so I text Hanna, saying that we’ll have to cancel our plans. She freaked out on me, unexpectedly.9. Her ammunition she used to try to justify why she had the right to be mad was cause I always hang out with Milk Dud and hardly go out anymore. My counterargument, first of all, Milk Dud lives in my building, we never make plans, he just shows up. Moreover, every time we go out, I end up having to pay cause she doesn’t have a job anymore. Sorry, but the fact that I make good money does NOT mean I have to pick up the tab. Our text message mini war was rather embarrassing for me. Not only cause it was childish and uncalled for but because I was there with my coworkers IN THE THEATER. I ended it by texting her to say sorry and that until she says sorry, don’t talk to me. I know she may not understand the seriousness of my friend’s situation but that’s no reason for low manners. I expect more from her.
10. Well, as if arguing with Hanna didn’t already kill my mood, I rushed home, showered, and waited outside for my ride to Daejon. They never came. Turns out they got lost and opted to go to Daejon this weekend instead. I was ticked. Went back home but no sooner had I closed the door than Milk Dud came knocking on it. We watched a movie and stayed up late again… late being 5am.
QUESTION OF THE DAY...
I know "Casablanca" is a movie, but what does it mean?
QUOTE OF THE DAY...
The only exercise some people get is jumping to conclusions, running down their friends, side-stepping responsibility, and pushing their luck!
-- Author Unknown
Monday, August 27, 2007
Highlights of my Day... Monday, August 27
1. Nervously walked into the boxing gym today knowing full-well that Junior Mint would freak out at the sight of my shoulder. It looked as if a discarded pumpkin that someone had decided to start carving up but never quite finished.
2. Yup, he freaked out, lectured me about having to be more careful and then asked me if I was ok. I insisted I was ok and played it off quite convincingly until I was just minutes away from finishing training and had to rush off to the bathroom to puke. My head was still pounding and my shoulder ached.
3. Junior Mint totally nursed my shoulder. He sat me down, applied medicine, massaged the surrounding area, and even blew on it. Buff Boy at weight training however, he thought it’d be funny to try to touch my shoulder. He was all giggling until I finally responded with my “look of death” stare… hehehe.
4. The different boxing weight classes are as follows:
55.3kg / 122lbs = Super bantam weight
53.5kg / 122lbs = Bantamweight
52.2kg / 115lbs = Super flyweight
50.8kg / 112lbs = Flyweight
49.0kg / 108lbs = Light flyweight
Right now I’m a super bantam weight but I want to drop down 4 classes and fight as a flyweight… which means, I’ll have to lose 11lbs. My goal however is to lose 13lbs and I’m giving myself about 2 months to do it.
5. Gave Buff Boy a bit of a hard time tonight, urging him to really push me with training. He in return really drilled me on my sets… ouch! We trained shoulders tonight and then after he let me in on his secret… his secret “Chicken protein drink”. It consists of grinding up a who
le chicken breast (Buff Boy says “chicken chest”, not breast… hehehe), tossing in a banana, and skim milk. Honestly, it doesn’t sound too tasty but I’ll try it.
6. After a hard long day of training, I meet up with Jae Min, Bond Soon, and this other girl (can’t remember her name). We headed over to Khan… of course. I love that place.
7. Let Jae Min in on my secret about the waiter (how he went from skater board geek to Hyun Bin sheek)… the Ugly Duckling and well, Jae Min thought it’d be funny to im
itate him the rest of the night and tease me. It was quite embarrassing but it only caused the Ugly Duckling to give our table more attention… sweet.
8. Convinced the Milk Dud to come join us. He was super tired and ready for bed but he came out. And so there we all sat, all 5 of us… and it was perfect.
9. After a full night of giggles and good times, we all decided to go our separate ways. It was about 3am at this time. Milk Dud and I live in the same building and so we walked home together. By this time both of us were on our second wind and so we thought we’d hang out more.
10. Funniest moment of the day came when I got into some random discussion with Milk Dud about Mi Nam. I had mentioned to him that Mi Nam’s vet keeps on urging me to neuter him, claiming that it’ll lower his energy level.
“What’s neuter mean?” asked Milk Dud.
“You know… chop his penis”. I responded.
“Penis? What’s that? Show me what is penis”
… and on that note I bursted out laughing. I laughed so hard I actually felt tears coming. Today’s words of the day for Milk Dud: penis, pee, and poop.
QUESTION OF THE DAY...
How much do you weight?
QUOTE OF THE DAY...
In the Middle Ages, they had guillotines, stretch racks, whips and cahins. Nowadays, we have a much more effective torture device called the bathroom scale.
-- Stephen Phillips
2. Yup, he freaked out, lectured me about having to be more careful and then asked me if I was ok. I insisted I was ok and played it off quite convincingly until I was just minutes away from finishing training and had to rush off to the bathroom to puke. My head was still pounding and my shoulder ached.
3. Junior Mint totally nursed my shoulder. He sat me down, applied medicine, massaged the surrounding area, and even blew on it. Buff Boy at weight training however, he thought it’d be funny to try to touch my shoulder. He was all giggling until I finally responded with my “look of death” stare… hehehe.
4. The different boxing weight classes are as follows:
55.3kg / 122lbs = Super bantam weight
53.5kg / 122lbs = Bantamweight
52.2kg / 115lbs = Super flyweight
50.8kg / 112lbs = Flyweight
49.0kg / 108lbs = Light flyweight
Right now I’m a super bantam weight but I want to drop down 4 classes and fight as a flyweight… which means, I’ll have to lose 11lbs. My goal however is to lose 13lbs and I’m giving myself about 2 months to do it.
5. Gave Buff Boy a bit of a hard time tonight, urging him to really push me with training. He in return really drilled me on my sets… ouch! We trained shoulders tonight and then after he let me in on his secret… his secret “Chicken protein drink”. It consists of grinding up a who
le chicken breast (Buff Boy says “chicken chest”, not breast… hehehe), tossing in a banana, and skim milk. Honestly, it doesn’t sound too tasty but I’ll try it. 6. After a hard long day of training, I meet up with Jae Min, Bond Soon, and this other girl (can’t remember her name). We headed over to Khan… of course. I love that place.
7. Let Jae Min in on my secret about the waiter (how he went from skater board geek to Hyun Bin sheek)… the Ugly Duckling and well, Jae Min thought it’d be funny to im
itate him the rest of the night and tease me. It was quite embarrassing but it only caused the Ugly Duckling to give our table more attention… sweet. 8. Convinced the Milk Dud to come join us. He was super tired and ready for bed but he came out. And so there we all sat, all 5 of us… and it was perfect.
9. After a full night of giggles and good times, we all decided to go our separate ways. It was about 3am at this time. Milk Dud and I live in the same building and so we walked home together. By this time both of us were on our second wind and so we thought we’d hang out more.
10. Funniest moment of the day came when I got into some random discussion with Milk Dud about Mi Nam. I had mentioned to him that Mi Nam’s vet keeps on urging me to neuter him, claiming that it’ll lower his energy level.
“What’s neuter mean?” asked Milk Dud.
“You know… chop his penis”. I responded.
“Penis? What’s that? Show me what is penis”
… and on that note I bursted out laughing. I laughed so hard I actually felt tears coming. Today’s words of the day for Milk Dud: penis, pee, and poop.
QUESTION OF THE DAY...
How much do you weight?
QUOTE OF THE DAY...
In the Middle Ages, they had guillotines, stretch racks, whips and cahins. Nowadays, we have a much more effective torture device called the bathroom scale.
-- Stephen Phillips
Sunday, August 26, 2007
Highlights of my Day... Sunday, August 26
1. Around 7 in the morning I was awoken by Paramedic Dude bringing me some juice and kimbab. I was pretty out of it cause of the pain killers and so instead of wolfing down my much anticipated food, I went back to sleep.
2. Woke up some time later and discovered that someone had stolen my juice and food while I was sleeping. Found the kimbab wrapper in the garbage can. I was ticked.
3. So with no money to buy food, and now no food, I decided that I’d suck up my pride and beg the hospital patients and visitors for money. I scored a measly $1 which was just enough to buy a kimbab… had I knew where to buy it.
4. Rationed my $1 by deciding to only buy coffee with it. I was hungry but I figured the sugar would give me energy. I bought 5 cups of coffee from the vending machine for 20 cents CDN a cup.
5. Around 5pm they informed me I could go home which would have been great had I had any money or way of getting home. Instead, I was stuck. I gave begging a second time but only made about $2 and so I sat down in the waiting room and waited… waited for what, I don’t know.
6. My hero of the weekend = Paramedic Dude. The nurse had told him I was in the waiting room. He came by to say goodbye and when he did so, he handed me an ice cream. He had told me earlier that he wished I would smiled. Jokingly, I had told him that ice cream always makes me smile. One ice cream would have done the trick but he had brought me 17. He said he brought one ice cream for every hour I was alone and sad in the hospital…. WOW!!! Side note here, Hallmark should sign this dude up, asap!
7. With no money, but no broken bones, I left the hospital with a shoulder full of scratches, a half swollen face and one sweet bump on my head. Paramedic Dude was off duty by that time and so he insisted he drive me home to Cheonan.
8. Upon reaching Cheonan, I was sick. I still hadn’t any word on Panty Boy and so the long drive home had my mind wondering. I opened the truck door and puked. Opened my apartment door… and puked. Opened my bathroom door… and puked. Unfortunately my aiming was greatly impaired by the pounding bump on my head and so I made quite the nasty mess.
9. Paramedic Dude brought all my bedding down to the main floor and so I past out for awhile while he so generously cleaned up my mess. By the time I woke up, he was gone. Spent the rest of my evening cuddling on the floor with Mi Nam and watching “The Lake House”.
10. Late in the evening, the Milk Dud texted me. I had told him I was in an accident and so he rushed over, all stressed out. This was the first time he’s been in my house. Honestly, I don’t really like people in my house. It’s kind of like my private safe haven. Regardless, it was ok. We sat on the floor chatting and playing with Mi Nam.
QUESTION OF THE DAY...
Where's Panty Boy?
QUOTE OF THE DAY...
Doubt whom you will, but never yourself.
-- Christine Bovee
2. Woke up some time later and discovered that someone had stolen my juice and food while I was sleeping. Found the kimbab wrapper in the garbage can. I was ticked.
3. So with no money to buy food, and now no food, I decided that I’d suck up my pride and beg the hospital patients and visitors for money. I scored a measly $1 which was just enough to buy a kimbab… had I knew where to buy it.
4. Rationed my $1 by deciding to only buy coffee with it. I was hungry but I figured the sugar would give me energy. I bought 5 cups of coffee from the vending machine for 20 cents CDN a cup.
5. Around 5pm they informed me I could go home which would have been great had I had any money or way of getting home. Instead, I was stuck. I gave begging a second time but only made about $2 and so I sat down in the waiting room and waited… waited for what, I don’t know.
6. My hero of the weekend = Paramedic Dude. The nurse had told him I was in the waiting room. He came by to say goodbye and when he did so, he handed me an ice cream. He had told me earlier that he wished I would smiled. Jokingly, I had told him that ice cream always makes me smile. One ice cream would have done the trick but he had brought me 17. He said he brought one ice cream for every hour I was alone and sad in the hospital…. WOW!!! Side note here, Hallmark should sign this dude up, asap!
7. With no money, but no broken bones, I left the hospital with a shoulder full of scratches, a half swollen face and one sweet bump on my head. Paramedic Dude was off duty by that time and so he insisted he drive me home to Cheonan.
8. Upon reaching Cheonan, I was sick. I still hadn’t any word on Panty Boy and so the long drive home had my mind wondering. I opened the truck door and puked. Opened my apartment door… and puked. Opened my bathroom door… and puked. Unfortunately my aiming was greatly impaired by the pounding bump on my head and so I made quite the nasty mess.
9. Paramedic Dude brought all my bedding down to the main floor and so I past out for awhile while he so generously cleaned up my mess. By the time I woke up, he was gone. Spent the rest of my evening cuddling on the floor with Mi Nam and watching “The Lake House”.
10. Late in the evening, the Milk Dud texted me. I had told him I was in an accident and so he rushed over, all stressed out. This was the first time he’s been in my house. Honestly, I don’t really like people in my house. It’s kind of like my private safe haven. Regardless, it was ok. We sat on the floor chatting and playing with Mi Nam.
QUESTION OF THE DAY...
Where's Panty Boy?
QUOTE OF THE DAY...
Doubt whom you will, but never yourself.
-- Christine Bovee
Saturday, August 25, 2007
Highlights of my Day... Saturday, August 25
1. With absolutely no desire to leave my house whatsoever, but supplies running low, I put shampoo into my wash machine to clean my clothes and breakfast consisted of Corn Pops cereal with water, black coffee and a can of tuna.
2. In addition to obviously being allergic to finer-grown men, I am convinced I am allergic to Mi Nam. I play with Mi Nam all day but at night he’s my cuddle-buddy in bed. He nudges up to me and sometimes sleeps right on my chest cavity. Being allergic to Mi Nam is the only way I can explain how after 12 hours of sleep I can wake up with puffy swollen eyes.
3. I got rid of my MySpace account the other day, hoping that it’d mean I’m on the computer less… wrong. I’ve found another site to preoccupy myself with and wow, I’m in love with it! It’s an online fitness site where you create your own profile, punch in your measurements, stats, goals, monitor your progress with various charts, and interact with a whole wack of fitness buffs (including many professional body builders)… all in the love of training. I’m hooked!
4. Learned a hard lesson… learned that Western bras and Korean laundry machines will never be friends. Learned this harsh lesson after I thought it ok to throw in my favourite La Senza girl in to the machine… another one bites the dust. Laid her down to rest at exactly 4:02pm Korean time. This pretty little pink lady will be greatly missed.
5. Panty Boy swung by my house and begged me to go riding with him. He bought a super sweet new Vespa the other day and so he wanted us to give it a spin. We swung by his house and grabbed his old scooter and off we drove, me on his old baby, he on his new baby.
6. Unfortunately the drive didn’t last so long… nor did either of the scooters. By 11pm we were out near Daejon. Panty Boy took off in the city and so I chased after him. He weaved in and out of the streets, on the side walks and took sharp corners. At one point I thought I lost him. His scooter was way faster than the one I was driving. But then, I turned the corner and there he was… on the ground in the middle of the road. The freaky thing about this was the fact that just the other day I had a dream about my friend crashing a scooter and me discovering him.
7. I panicked. I thought he was dead. In my anticipation of trying to swerve, avoid hitting him and trying to stop, I ended up pulling a jackknife. I went flying. I have absolutely no recollection of what happened after that. The next point that I remember was opening my eyes and hearing some man talk to me. I was now in the back of an ambulance and the paramedic was trying to ask me my name. I couldn’t remember “Amy” and ended up telling him my Korean name, Su Hyun.
8. They raced me to the hospital but I was convinced I was ok. I have a high sense of pride and so I tried to get off the stretcher and walk away. In doing so, I ended up puking on my feet. Everyone looked at me… how humbling was that?!!!
9. I didn’t know where Panty Boy was, what happened to the scooter or my purse, I didn’t even know what city we were in. I felt so confused. Thankfully Paramedic Dude who had picked me up spoke English fairly well and so he checked in with me every so couple of hours in between his runs. In Korean hospitals, they don’t give you food or drinks. You either have to buy them or have visitors bring them. Well, with no money on me and no friends who knew I was here, I was desperately hungry. I begged Paramedic Dude for juice and food. He said he’d bring me some when he returned.
10. After waiting what seemed like eternity, with no one giving me answers about Panty Boy and no Paramedic Dude returning with munchies, I started to get concerned. I tried to close my eyes and relax, but I couldn’t. I tried to calm myself down by texting the Yanky but my phone battery started to die. It was 4am and I was in a cold, drab hospital room with 11 other people. I couldn’t do anything but lie there. My mind wondered… I thought about the possibility of Panty Boy being dead, I thought about my what my father would say if he was here, how my mom always gave me Z-Up when I was sick, the time I lived in isolation at the hospital cause I had mono, I even thought about escaping. Then I started to get sad thinking about Mi Nam. I wanted nothing more than to be all snuggled on my couch with my little Mi Nam drooling on my shoulder and snoring into my ear. I wonder if he is worried about me… do dogs even think on that level?!
QUESTION OF THE DAY...
What the heck just happened?
QUOTE OF THE DAY...
Life is not a book. It can be over in a second.
-- from the movie, "The Lake House"
2. In addition to obviously being allergic to finer-grown men, I am convinced I am allergic to Mi Nam. I play with Mi Nam all day but at night he’s my cuddle-buddy in bed. He nudges up to me and sometimes sleeps right on my chest cavity. Being allergic to Mi Nam is the only way I can explain how after 12 hours of sleep I can wake up with puffy swollen eyes.
3. I got rid of my MySpace account the other day, hoping that it’d mean I’m on the computer less… wrong. I’ve found another site to preoccupy myself with and wow, I’m in love with it! It’s an online fitness site where you create your own profile, punch in your measurements, stats, goals, monitor your progress with various charts, and interact with a whole wack of fitness buffs (including many professional body builders)… all in the love of training. I’m hooked!
4. Learned a hard lesson… learned that Western bras and Korean laundry machines will never be friends. Learned this harsh lesson after I thought it ok to throw in my favourite La Senza girl in to the machine… another one bites the dust. Laid her down to rest at exactly 4:02pm Korean time. This pretty little pink lady will be greatly missed.
5. Panty Boy swung by my house and begged me to go riding with him. He bought a super sweet new Vespa the other day and so he wanted us to give it a spin. We swung by his house and grabbed his old scooter and off we drove, me on his old baby, he on his new baby.
6. Unfortunately the drive didn’t last so long… nor did either of the scooters. By 11pm we were out near Daejon. Panty Boy took off in the city and so I chased after him. He weaved in and out of the streets, on the side walks and took sharp corners. At one point I thought I lost him. His scooter was way faster than the one I was driving. But then, I turned the corner and there he was… on the ground in the middle of the road. The freaky thing about this was the fact that just the other day I had a dream about my friend crashing a scooter and me discovering him.
7. I panicked. I thought he was dead. In my anticipation of trying to swerve, avoid hitting him and trying to stop, I ended up pulling a jackknife. I went flying. I have absolutely no recollection of what happened after that. The next point that I remember was opening my eyes and hearing some man talk to me. I was now in the back of an ambulance and the paramedic was trying to ask me my name. I couldn’t remember “Amy” and ended up telling him my Korean name, Su Hyun.
8. They raced me to the hospital but I was convinced I was ok. I have a high sense of pride and so I tried to get off the stretcher and walk away. In doing so, I ended up puking on my feet. Everyone looked at me… how humbling was that?!!!
9. I didn’t know where Panty Boy was, what happened to the scooter or my purse, I didn’t even know what city we were in. I felt so confused. Thankfully Paramedic Dude who had picked me up spoke English fairly well and so he checked in with me every so couple of hours in between his runs. In Korean hospitals, they don’t give you food or drinks. You either have to buy them or have visitors bring them. Well, with no money on me and no friends who knew I was here, I was desperately hungry. I begged Paramedic Dude for juice and food. He said he’d bring me some when he returned.
10. After waiting what seemed like eternity, with no one giving me answers about Panty Boy and no Paramedic Dude returning with munchies, I started to get concerned. I tried to close my eyes and relax, but I couldn’t. I tried to calm myself down by texting the Yanky but my phone battery started to die. It was 4am and I was in a cold, drab hospital room with 11 other people. I couldn’t do anything but lie there. My mind wondered… I thought about the possibility of Panty Boy being dead, I thought about my what my father would say if he was here, how my mom always gave me Z-Up when I was sick, the time I lived in isolation at the hospital cause I had mono, I even thought about escaping. Then I started to get sad thinking about Mi Nam. I wanted nothing more than to be all snuggled on my couch with my little Mi Nam drooling on my shoulder and snoring into my ear. I wonder if he is worried about me… do dogs even think on that level?!
QUESTION OF THE DAY...
What the heck just happened?
QUOTE OF THE DAY...
Life is not a book. It can be over in a second.
-- from the movie, "The Lake House"
Friday, August 24, 2007
Highlights of my Day... Friday, August 24
1. Headed off to boxing. I had promised my two coaches, Milk Dud and Junior Mint, that I’d treat them to lunch and so I did just that. We ordered in Chinese food and sat around the boxing club watching boxing.
2. Thought we’d do some friendly betting on the boxing matches on TV. I ended up losing $20 CDN but they never made me pay.
3. With school starting up again soon, Junior Mint has really been pushing me to tell him my schedule. He’s really itching to sit down with me and making a training schedule according to my work schedule. Come September, when I’m not at work, I’ll be practically living in the gym.
4. It’s awesome to note just how proud Junior Mint is of me. While all the other girls in my gym are just boxing as a means of getting in some cardio, I’m there busting my butt and preparing for a fight.
5. Well, I did it again, I headed out to Songtan. This time I did have dinner with the Yanky. Dinner consisted of overly sarcastic remarks on both our behalf, uncomfortable looks, slapstick comebacks, and curious looks from the manager. After dinner however, we relaxed from the sarcasm and so we were able to have a much more enjoyable evening together.
6. We discovered this cozy little bar away from the main road where the Korean dude who owns it indulged us with chocolate and all the tunes I requested.
7. Headed back to Cheonan in hopes of meeting up with my friends… no such luck. Everyone’s plans had changed and so that meant mine changed to.
8. Lately I’ve been hanging out on the roof top of my building. No one ever goes there and so it’s quite and the downtown view is pretty awesome. I went there with the intentions of just sitting up there and thinking, however, a simple text to Milk Dud and 20 minutes later he came up to join me.
9. In Canada I once dated this guy who tried to impress me by ripping a tree out of the ground, tonight it was the Milk Dud who tried to impress me by breaking a freakishly big apple in half. Unlike the Canadian meat head though, the Milk Dud succeeded and I was impressed. Hehehe…
10. We talked, and talked,… and talked. We talked about everything from my father, relationships, igloos to t-panties…. Hehehe. I’ve only known Milk Dud for about 2 weeks now but we’ve already have developed this awesome friendship. It’s pretty cool too that he lives in my same building. Actually, my other coach, Junior Mint, lives in Sambu too!
QUESTION OF THE DAY...
Where is all this going?
QUOTE OF THE DAY...
A person reveals his character by nothing so clearly as the joke he resents.
-- Georg Christoph Lichtenberg
2. Thought we’d do some friendly betting on the boxing matches on TV. I ended up losing $20 CDN but they never made me pay.
3. With school starting up again soon, Junior Mint has really been pushing me to tell him my schedule. He’s really itching to sit down with me and making a training schedule according to my work schedule. Come September, when I’m not at work, I’ll be practically living in the gym.
4. It’s awesome to note just how proud Junior Mint is of me. While all the other girls in my gym are just boxing as a means of getting in some cardio, I’m there busting my butt and preparing for a fight.
5. Well, I did it again, I headed out to Songtan. This time I did have dinner with the Yanky. Dinner consisted of overly sarcastic remarks on both our behalf, uncomfortable looks, slapstick comebacks, and curious looks from the manager. After dinner however, we relaxed from the sarcasm and so we were able to have a much more enjoyable evening together.
6. We discovered this cozy little bar away from the main road where the Korean dude who owns it indulged us with chocolate and all the tunes I requested.
7. Headed back to Cheonan in hopes of meeting up with my friends… no such luck. Everyone’s plans had changed and so that meant mine changed to.
8. Lately I’ve been hanging out on the roof top of my building. No one ever goes there and so it’s quite and the downtown view is pretty awesome. I went there with the intentions of just sitting up there and thinking, however, a simple text to Milk Dud and 20 minutes later he came up to join me.
9. In Canada I once dated this guy who tried to impress me by ripping a tree out of the ground, tonight it was the Milk Dud who tried to impress me by breaking a freakishly big apple in half. Unlike the Canadian meat head though, the Milk Dud succeeded and I was impressed. Hehehe…
10. We talked, and talked,… and talked. We talked about everything from my father, relationships, igloos to t-panties…. Hehehe. I’ve only known Milk Dud for about 2 weeks now but we’ve already have developed this awesome friendship. It’s pretty cool too that he lives in my same building. Actually, my other coach, Junior Mint, lives in Sambu too!
QUESTION OF THE DAY...
Where is all this going?
QUOTE OF THE DAY...
A person reveals his character by nothing so clearly as the joke he resents.
-- Georg Christoph Lichtenberg
Thursday, August 23, 2007
Highlights of my Day... Thursday, August 23
1. As if last night wasn’t enough disappointment for me, today I got a phone call from this girl I know... Miss Naughty. We met in Korea and thought we’d be friends until I quickly realized what kind of girl she really was. This all went down about a little less than a year ago in Seoul at a club where she really practically molested the dude I was there with. I ended up punching her and well, it’s safe to say, we really haven’t been friends since.
2. Having said this though, lately she’s been dropping me random emails apologizing. We’ve even gone out for coffee a couple of times, in hopes of trying to be friends. She claimed she’s changed. Actually, last night she was the one who picked me up from the station when I came back to Cheonan. I had called her randomly, in a moment of weakness. I just needed someone to talk to… big mistake there!
3. Turns out the only thing she’s changed is her old tricks, she’s got new ones and I guess she thought it funny to stir up trouble, call me, and tell me about how she and the Yanky were supposedly a “thing”. At that point, I could feel my blood boiling. I
didn’t know what to believe. She may be a total freak-nasty girl but she’s never been known to lie.
4. Much to my surprise, it turns out the Yanky does know Miss Naughty, well not exactly. They've apparently have exchanged emails. Honestly, I really didn’t know what to believe, nor could I think straight at this point. I kept on thinking in my head, man, if I was in Canada, my boys would go beat both them senseless for stressing me out. I don’t deserve this.
5. Yanky’s side of the story: “I was just messing around on the computer.” Nice, I didn’t realize we had an open relationship. He said he’s never met her and well, honestly, I believe him… not because I like him but because it’s literally almost impossible for him to cheat on me considering his retardedly overloaded work schedule.
6. Ended up punching the wall in my house… as if I didn’t already have an injured wrist.
7. Skipped out on boxing tonight cause I wasn’t in the right mind but instead went to weight
training. My workout consisted of me listening to hardcore angry songs, lifting too much weight, slamming the weights down, and wearing a look to kill on my face. I was so mad. Finally at one point, Buff Boy stopped me and told me to go home. He literally escorted me out of the gym.
8. Hanna to the rescue! I love this girl so much! She took me to Khan where the staff are quite familiar with me and I use to have this big crush on one of the cute waiters. Turns out my cute waiter isn’t so cute anymore… he’s hot! With a simple chop of his hair and wardrobe change, he went from being this cute skater-punk boy to looking just like Hyun Bin!
9. After we left Khan, Hanna and I walked off giggling over the sight of my newly revised w
aiter as he stood outside Khan smoking a cigarette. We then headed over to Mbar but Hanna left shortly there after cause it was pretty late. By that time though, I had received numerous text messages from the Milk Dud, asking me why I missed boxing and if I was ok. I finally responded and said, “No, I am not ok”, by which he then headed downtown and searched me out.
10. We sat at Mbar talking for quite some time but at 5:30am we decided we have to call it a night and so we both walked home. He lives on the 5 floor of my building and so after he got off on his floor, he walked into the courtyard to watch and make sure I got to my door safely.
QUESTION OF THE DAY...
How would you react?
QUOTE OF THE DAY...
Oh, what a tangled web we weave when first we practice to believe.
-- Laurence J. Peter
2. Having said this though, lately she’s been dropping me random emails apologizing. We’ve even gone out for coffee a couple of times, in hopes of trying to be friends. She claimed she’s changed. Actually, last night she was the one who picked me up from the station when I came back to Cheonan. I had called her randomly, in a moment of weakness. I just needed someone to talk to… big mistake there!
3. Turns out the only thing she’s changed is her old tricks, she’s got new ones and I guess she thought it funny to stir up trouble, call me, and tell me about how she and the Yanky were supposedly a “thing”. At that point, I could feel my blood boiling. I
didn’t know what to believe. She may be a total freak-nasty girl but she’s never been known to lie.4. Much to my surprise, it turns out the Yanky does know Miss Naughty, well not exactly. They've apparently have exchanged emails. Honestly, I really didn’t know what to believe, nor could I think straight at this point. I kept on thinking in my head, man, if I was in Canada, my boys would go beat both them senseless for stressing me out. I don’t deserve this.
5. Yanky’s side of the story: “I was just messing around on the computer.” Nice, I didn’t realize we had an open relationship. He said he’s never met her and well, honestly, I believe him… not because I like him but because it’s literally almost impossible for him to cheat on me considering his retardedly overloaded work schedule.
6. Ended up punching the wall in my house… as if I didn’t already have an injured wrist.
7. Skipped out on boxing tonight cause I wasn’t in the right mind but instead went to weight
training. My workout consisted of me listening to hardcore angry songs, lifting too much weight, slamming the weights down, and wearing a look to kill on my face. I was so mad. Finally at one point, Buff Boy stopped me and told me to go home. He literally escorted me out of the gym.8. Hanna to the rescue! I love this girl so much! She took me to Khan where the staff are quite familiar with me and I use to have this big crush on one of the cute waiters. Turns out my cute waiter isn’t so cute anymore… he’s hot! With a simple chop of his hair and wardrobe change, he went from being this cute skater-punk boy to looking just like Hyun Bin!
9. After we left Khan, Hanna and I walked off giggling over the sight of my newly revised w
aiter as he stood outside Khan smoking a cigarette. We then headed over to Mbar but Hanna left shortly there after cause it was pretty late. By that time though, I had received numerous text messages from the Milk Dud, asking me why I missed boxing and if I was ok. I finally responded and said, “No, I am not ok”, by which he then headed downtown and searched me out.10. We sat at Mbar talking for quite some time but at 5:30am we decided we have to call it a night and so we both walked home. He lives on the 5 floor of my building and so after he got off on his floor, he walked into the courtyard to watch and make sure I got to my door safely.
QUESTION OF THE DAY...
How would you react?
QUOTE OF THE DAY...
Oh, what a tangled web we weave when first we practice to believe.
-- Laurence J. Peter
Wednesday, August 22, 2007
Highlights of my Day... Wednesday, August 22
1. Woke up around 2am to a really disturbing dream that left me feeling sick. Someone once told me that dreams are a way of your subconscious playing and well, I'll be the first to admit, I have some really strange dreams but tonight's dream was odd. In my dream a bunch of my friends were helping me move my stuff from the one place to the next. Our cars were packed with my boxes but for some reason one of my friends thought it'd be funny to load up my friends' scooter to the brim with boxers. He was trying so hard to really help me but they were kind of picking on him. Anyways, we all drove off... 3 cars, 2 scooters. I was on the back of the 2nd scooter and last in line when we discovered that my friend on the 1st scooter had just crashed. All my friends simply continued on the journey, passing his decapitated body but I told my driver to slow down. There on the side of the road was the scooter with all my moving boxes, and the upper half of my friend. When my friend tried to convince me to get back on the scooter, I yelled out, "But my stuff!". A second later an ambulance showed up and they all cheered for me because I had stopped on the busy highway to help him. They called me a hero.
2. What freaks me out the most about this dream is not the fact that I saw my friend's decapitated body and sat beside him, but the fact that I yelled out "But my stuff". I mean, had he had not had my stuff, would I had stopped for him?! Am I secretly a really selfish person, I don't think so but what DOES it say? Well, for the rest of day this dream sat on my mind and it was quite uncomfortable.
3. Mi Nam has decided he's going to go and chew on another corner of my wall and so I've blacklisted him from ever having the freedom to roam the house when I'm not here. Buddy boy is the wall-eating, step-chewing, house-stinking, mini terror on four legs!
4. With plans to head out to Songtan to have a chat with the Yanky and time ticking, I wanted to get in a good workout before I head out. Hanna however had to go make a skin appointment and her way of convincing me to go was a free leg massage... it worked. The massage wasn't very good though.
5. Upon entering the skin specialist hospital (which specializes in laser treatment), the lady asked me what I was here for and then, when I replied with a confused look, she asked me if I was here for my eyes... my eyes?! What's wrong with my eyes. I don't have wrinkles, oh my gosh, I've still got baby fat on me and yet here this lady was labelling me an old woman. Hanna had a good laugh. I, on the other hand, didn't find it too funny.
6. So, I headed off to Songtan tonight, in hopes of figuring out what the heck is going on between the Yanky and I. We didn't have concrete plans but I figured traveling the hour or so out here would be enough to convince him to come out to talk. He never came.
7. I didn't want this to be a total waste of a trip and so I headed over to Puffin for dinner. I sat alone, ate alone... but wasn't alone for much longer. The restaurant is ran by Koreans and well, I guess the manager has a bit of a sweet tooth for me because I overly flatter him about his food and speak only Korean to him. He sat with me for a bit. He didn't really say much, instead, he just smiled and kept on telling the girls to bring me drink after drink. Is this what my dating life has resorted to... long lonely nights sitting with a man who's only there cause he feels sorry for me?! This is wrong.
8. Well the Yanky never came and honestly, I wasn't surprised. He's just as stubborn as me. Having said that though, I was really disappointed... in myself.
9. Speaking of nightmares and dreams, I can't help but feel super uncomfortable and uneasy every time I take the subway at Songtan. Sometimes I still dream about that guy and so every time I arrive at the Songtan station I'm always tempted to look over the ledge to see if he's still there. I hate the Songtan station because of that one day and because of that one guy. Tonight though, as much as I really wanted to leave, I stayed. I sat there waiting. I waited 4 hours, hoping that the Yanky would call me and try to make things ok. He never called... which only reinforces the fact that romance as we know it is dead among my generation! I'm convinced of this. I never really was one to read any of those Harlem romance novels, nor did I ever dream of Prince Charming, but I will admit, I am a hopeless romantic. Whatever happen to those Kodak moments, those mind-blowing kisses, the whole spin the girl around and doing the dramatic "I'm sorry", the whole romance of courtship.... I think it honestly died after my father's generation. And so does that mean I'm destined to settle for some no-romance relationship?! Is that what modern romance consists of... 2nd rated romance that's only leftovers from the real thing, girls chasing guys, guys having the upper hand, and us all settling for a marriage that's all about mortgages, bank loans, car payments, and back pains? Is that what I have to look for in terms of romance and in terms of marriage?! Maybe that's why Hallmark makes a big deal of weddings, wedding anniversaries and all that couple stuff. It's just another way of flowering-up and camouflaging what's really going on... SETTLING!
10. Yup, I think too much. I know. Well, after about 4 hours of sitting at that most uncomfortable station I finally got on the subway and made my way home. Halfway through my journey home, I bursted into tears. I'm 27 and my love life sucks!
QUESTION OF THE DAY...
Where has romance gone?
QUOTE OF THE DAY...
I never forget a face, but in your case I'll be glad to make an exception.
-- Grocho Marx
2. What freaks me out the most about this dream is not the fact that I saw my friend's decapitated body and sat beside him, but the fact that I yelled out "But my stuff". I mean, had he had not had my stuff, would I had stopped for him?! Am I secretly a really selfish person, I don't think so but what DOES it say? Well, for the rest of day this dream sat on my mind and it was quite uncomfortable.
3. Mi Nam has decided he's going to go and chew on another corner of my wall and so I've blacklisted him from ever having the freedom to roam the house when I'm not here. Buddy boy is the wall-eating, step-chewing, house-stinking, mini terror on four legs!
4. With plans to head out to Songtan to have a chat with the Yanky and time ticking, I wanted to get in a good workout before I head out. Hanna however had to go make a skin appointment and her way of convincing me to go was a free leg massage... it worked. The massage wasn't very good though.
5. Upon entering the skin specialist hospital (which specializes in laser treatment), the lady asked me what I was here for and then, when I replied with a confused look, she asked me if I was here for my eyes... my eyes?! What's wrong with my eyes. I don't have wrinkles, oh my gosh, I've still got baby fat on me and yet here this lady was labelling me an old woman. Hanna had a good laugh. I, on the other hand, didn't find it too funny.
6. So, I headed off to Songtan tonight, in hopes of figuring out what the heck is going on between the Yanky and I. We didn't have concrete plans but I figured traveling the hour or so out here would be enough to convince him to come out to talk. He never came.
7. I didn't want this to be a total waste of a trip and so I headed over to Puffin for dinner. I sat alone, ate alone... but wasn't alone for much longer. The restaurant is ran by Koreans and well, I guess the manager has a bit of a sweet tooth for me because I overly flatter him about his food and speak only Korean to him. He sat with me for a bit. He didn't really say much, instead, he just smiled and kept on telling the girls to bring me drink after drink. Is this what my dating life has resorted to... long lonely nights sitting with a man who's only there cause he feels sorry for me?! This is wrong.
8. Well the Yanky never came and honestly, I wasn't surprised. He's just as stubborn as me. Having said that though, I was really disappointed... in myself.
9. Speaking of nightmares and dreams, I can't help but feel super uncomfortable and uneasy every time I take the subway at Songtan. Sometimes I still dream about that guy and so every time I arrive at the Songtan station I'm always tempted to look over the ledge to see if he's still there. I hate the Songtan station because of that one day and because of that one guy. Tonight though, as much as I really wanted to leave, I stayed. I sat there waiting. I waited 4 hours, hoping that the Yanky would call me and try to make things ok. He never called... which only reinforces the fact that romance as we know it is dead among my generation! I'm convinced of this. I never really was one to read any of those Harlem romance novels, nor did I ever dream of Prince Charming, but I will admit, I am a hopeless romantic. Whatever happen to those Kodak moments, those mind-blowing kisses, the whole spin the girl around and doing the dramatic "I'm sorry", the whole romance of courtship.... I think it honestly died after my father's generation. And so does that mean I'm destined to settle for some no-romance relationship?! Is that what modern romance consists of... 2nd rated romance that's only leftovers from the real thing, girls chasing guys, guys having the upper hand, and us all settling for a marriage that's all about mortgages, bank loans, car payments, and back pains? Is that what I have to look for in terms of romance and in terms of marriage?! Maybe that's why Hallmark makes a big deal of weddings, wedding anniversaries and all that couple stuff. It's just another way of flowering-up and camouflaging what's really going on... SETTLING!
10. Yup, I think too much. I know. Well, after about 4 hours of sitting at that most uncomfortable station I finally got on the subway and made my way home. Halfway through my journey home, I bursted into tears. I'm 27 and my love life sucks!
QUESTION OF THE DAY...
Where has romance gone?
QUOTE OF THE DAY...
I never forget a face, but in your case I'll be glad to make an exception.
-- Grocho Marx
Tuesday, August 21, 2007
Highlights of my Day... Tueday, August 21
1. Headed into my boxing club just shortly after noon and was incredibly happy to only find Milk Dud there and some random boxer. Unlike the evenings here at the club, the early afternoons are very quiet... just what I like.
2. As I stood there putting my hand wraps on, I caught glimpse of what I thought was some dude stripping... yup, it was some dude stripping. He was stripping down to his tighty-whites for a weight-in. I felt so embarrassed. There's mirrors every where in the club and so I stood there, covered my eyes and pointed my head to the floor. Milk Dud had a good laugh at this and tried to reassure me that this is only routine. "But I am a girl", I kept on telling him. Dudes shouldn't do that when there's a chick here.
3. Milk Dud tried to convince me that the women do it too. I haven't officially had a weight-in yet and so Milk Dud tried to get me to weight-in. I was so shocked... "What?! Strip down to my panties?!" Little did I know this was a joke and so no sooner had I said no than he and the other boxer bursted out in laughter.
4. On my way home from the gym, as I dragged my exhausted body the 15 minute journey home, I ran into one of my university students. He was with a group of friends and it wasn't until I past him that I recognized him. I ran up behind him and tugged on his shirt. He turned around and greeted me with a huge smile. I think my "Sporty-Spice" look and the fact that I look like I'm 16 when I hit the gym, kind of threw him off. Hehehe.
5. His buddies all stopped to say hi and so he introduced me to them. Upon him telling them that I was his English professor, they all bowed. Less than two weeks till I'll be back to school... awesome! I knew I really missed school but seeing one of my favored students just really reinforced it. It's kind of sad though, this semester I'll be getting a whole new batch of students. Hopefully I'll have some of my first semester students thrown into my classes!
6. After doing some laundry, cleaning the house, and a two hour afternoon cat nap, Hanna and I headed out for dinner. We had tak galbi. I had it on Sunday with the Yanky but hey, you can never have too much tak galbi. This time however, it came with a huge side order of girl talk and juicy news: Hanna's got a new boyfriend!!! He's a Seoul man and literally looks like a human washing machine with his 8-pack (abs)!!!
7. Hanna says as great as this guy is, they have one problem. The problem being that he wants a serious relationship and she doesn't. She goes out to see him a lot in Seoul but races home early cause of her daughter. He, however, doesn't know she has a daughter and so he always pleads with her to stay longer Wow.. if only that were my problem, having a guy who wants nothing but honesty and a serious relationship. I'd love to be chased one day by a guy who wants a serious open relationship from me but instead, all I get are these guys who just want to "have a good time". Sorry but putting my heart out there for you to chew on, digest and then spit out isn't exactly what I call a good time.
8. At weight training tonight with Hanna, she was highly amused by my extreme frustration with Butter Legs... the guy who's like 200lbs up top but has peg legs down below. Now, as if seeing this dude walk around the gym like a cocky bum doesn't agitate me enough, Buff Boy thought it'd be funny to keep referring to Butter Legs as MY friend! I tried to ignore him but as I stood in the mirror doing my bicep curls, Butter Legs thought that he'd stand right in front of me. Ya, I wasn't impressed. Nor was I impressed when I put my weights down and he grabbed them.... I wasn't finished with them.
9. All these things combined tonight just made me really edgy at the gym and so finally, at one point I seriously debated whether I should punch him in the head. Well, I didn't punch him, although he was deserving of it. Instead, I found the smallest weights possible, walked up to him, and then gave them to him. I went on to continue my work out but he ended up leaving at that point. What a punk!
10. After what felt like the longest day in my summer yet, I headed home and showered. I thought I'd have a quiet night... wrong. Panty Boy showed up with my Ipod that I had forgotten in his scooter and insisted we go out to watch a late night movie. Turns out I should have just stayed home cause between the Yanky texting me and Panty Boy and his buddies getting mad at me for texting, it ended up turning into too much drama.
QUESTION OF THE DAY...
Why do people insist on making my life so complicated?
QUOTE OF THE DAY...
Leave the drama for your mama.
-- my friend Pete from Toronto
2. As I stood there putting my hand wraps on, I caught glimpse of what I thought was some dude stripping... yup, it was some dude stripping. He was stripping down to his tighty-whites for a weight-in. I felt so embarrassed. There's mirrors every where in the club and so I stood there, covered my eyes and pointed my head to the floor. Milk Dud had a good laugh at this and tried to reassure me that this is only routine. "But I am a girl", I kept on telling him. Dudes shouldn't do that when there's a chick here.
3. Milk Dud tried to convince me that the women do it too. I haven't officially had a weight-in yet and so Milk Dud tried to get me to weight-in. I was so shocked... "What?! Strip down to my panties?!" Little did I know this was a joke and so no sooner had I said no than he and the other boxer bursted out in laughter.
4. On my way home from the gym, as I dragged my exhausted body the 15 minute journey home, I ran into one of my university students. He was with a group of friends and it wasn't until I past him that I recognized him. I ran up behind him and tugged on his shirt. He turned around and greeted me with a huge smile. I think my "Sporty-Spice" look and the fact that I look like I'm 16 when I hit the gym, kind of threw him off. Hehehe.
5. His buddies all stopped to say hi and so he introduced me to them. Upon him telling them that I was his English professor, they all bowed. Less than two weeks till I'll be back to school... awesome! I knew I really missed school but seeing one of my favored students just really reinforced it. It's kind of sad though, this semester I'll be getting a whole new batch of students. Hopefully I'll have some of my first semester students thrown into my classes!
6. After doing some laundry, cleaning the house, and a two hour afternoon cat nap, Hanna and I headed out for dinner. We had tak galbi. I had it on Sunday with the Yanky but hey, you can never have too much tak galbi. This time however, it came with a huge side order of girl talk and juicy news: Hanna's got a new boyfriend!!! He's a Seoul man and literally looks like a human washing machine with his 8-pack (abs)!!!
7. Hanna says as great as this guy is, they have one problem. The problem being that he wants a serious relationship and she doesn't. She goes out to see him a lot in Seoul but races home early cause of her daughter. He, however, doesn't know she has a daughter and so he always pleads with her to stay longer Wow.. if only that were my problem, having a guy who wants nothing but honesty and a serious relationship. I'd love to be chased one day by a guy who wants a serious open relationship from me but instead, all I get are these guys who just want to "have a good time". Sorry but putting my heart out there for you to chew on, digest and then spit out isn't exactly what I call a good time.
8. At weight training tonight with Hanna, she was highly amused by my extreme frustration with Butter Legs... the guy who's like 200lbs up top but has peg legs down below. Now, as if seeing this dude walk around the gym like a cocky bum doesn't agitate me enough, Buff Boy thought it'd be funny to keep referring to Butter Legs as MY friend! I tried to ignore him but as I stood in the mirror doing my bicep curls, Butter Legs thought that he'd stand right in front of me. Ya, I wasn't impressed. Nor was I impressed when I put my weights down and he grabbed them.... I wasn't finished with them.
9. All these things combined tonight just made me really edgy at the gym and so finally, at one point I seriously debated whether I should punch him in the head. Well, I didn't punch him, although he was deserving of it. Instead, I found the smallest weights possible, walked up to him, and then gave them to him. I went on to continue my work out but he ended up leaving at that point. What a punk!
10. After what felt like the longest day in my summer yet, I headed home and showered. I thought I'd have a quiet night... wrong. Panty Boy showed up with my Ipod that I had forgotten in his scooter and insisted we go out to watch a late night movie. Turns out I should have just stayed home cause between the Yanky texting me and Panty Boy and his buddies getting mad at me for texting, it ended up turning into too much drama.
QUESTION OF THE DAY...
Why do people insist on making my life so complicated?
QUOTE OF THE DAY...
Leave the drama for your mama.
-- my friend Pete from Toronto
Monday, August 20, 2007
Highlights of my Day... Monday, August 20
1. Well, my morning plans were a flop when the Cheonan Trump didn't show up and so, I went for a coffee run. I love it how every staff member there remembers my name... am I that faithful here?!
2. Hung out with Giggle Girl Jr. in the afternoon. We played the "Game of Life". I'm sure everyone knows that game. Giggle Girl Jr.'s English is pretty amazing but having to explain stocks and insurance to her was somewhat difficult.
3. End results of our little game:
Giggle Girl became a high-paid professional athlete, got married and had so many kids that she had to get another car.
I, on the other hand, became an incredibly underpaid doctor, bought a beach house that barely survived a hurricane. I got married but had no kids.
Joke was that we ended up becoming each other's real life dreams. Minus the hurricane incident that is. Hehehe....
4. Thought I'd go in for boxing in the evening tonight... bad idea, SUCH a bad idea. I walked in around 8:30pm and the place was packed! Packed to the brim with sweaty, hard-working boxers, all of which I didn't know. You see, I usually train in the early afternoon and so there's usually only Milk Dud, me and 1 or 2 other boxers. Tonight there was about 20!
5. Thankfully, among all the boxers there was this one guy that I had met last week, I think his name is Yun Duk. It was obvious that I was uncomfortable there, what with being the foreign girl and being surrounded by pro stars. Yun Duk saw this and so he came right up to me and tried to make me laugh.
6. Now, it's not that I lack confidence or think I'm the fat kid of the gym, but I'm still really new here and so it's kind of intimidating feeling like all eyes are on me because I'm the "new girl"... "the new ONLY foreign girl".
7. Ended up training a bit with Yun Duk. I think he's around my age but I really don't know too much about him besides the fact that his English is pretty good, his manners are awesome, and he's very kind. Unfortunately he only trains in the evening and well, I think this will be the last time I train this late in the evening. I don't do well with an audience, not yet at least.
8. And as if it wasn't awkward enough feeling like I was somewhat in tonight's spotlight, my coach Milk Dud tried to convince some other boxers to spar with me. I was optimistic about it and super eager to try. There were 5 of us female boxers there tonight. It was my first time I've ever seen another female boxer at this gym. I knew this was my chance to make a name for myself. My coach in Canada, Egerton Marcus (silver medalist) once told me that one of the keys to winning a fight is believing in yourself and showing no fear. "You have nothing to fear but fear it's self", he use to quote (and that's straight from the Bible actually). So, I jumped in the ring... and no one joined me. All 4 girls refused to spar with me.
9. I guess I should have been flattered that they refused to spar with me. Milk Dud said that they were scared of me but I was all ticked off. So, when Milk Dud and I did pad work in the ring, I punched with such anger and such force.... gave them something to really be afraid of. Hehehe.
10. It's fair to say I totally used up any inch of energy I had in my body tonight at training. I really felt I had to prove myself and I think I was successful. Mind ya, I know I'm going to feel it tomorrow!
QUESTION OF THE DAY...
You want a piece of me?
QUOTE OF THE DAY...
I'm so mean I make medicine sick.
-- Muhammad Ali
2. Hung out with Giggle Girl Jr. in the afternoon. We played the "Game of Life". I'm sure everyone knows that game. Giggle Girl Jr.'s English is pretty amazing but having to explain stocks and insurance to her was somewhat difficult.
3. End results of our little game:
Giggle Girl became a high-paid professional athlete, got married and had so many kids that she had to get another car.
I, on the other hand, became an incredibly underpaid doctor, bought a beach house that barely survived a hurricane. I got married but had no kids.
Joke was that we ended up becoming each other's real life dreams. Minus the hurricane incident that is. Hehehe....
4. Thought I'd go in for boxing in the evening tonight... bad idea, SUCH a bad idea. I walked in around 8:30pm and the place was packed! Packed to the brim with sweaty, hard-working boxers, all of which I didn't know. You see, I usually train in the early afternoon and so there's usually only Milk Dud, me and 1 or 2 other boxers. Tonight there was about 20!
5. Thankfully, among all the boxers there was this one guy that I had met last week, I think his name is Yun Duk. It was obvious that I was uncomfortable there, what with being the foreign girl and being surrounded by pro stars. Yun Duk saw this and so he came right up to me and tried to make me laugh.
6. Now, it's not that I lack confidence or think I'm the fat kid of the gym, but I'm still really new here and so it's kind of intimidating feeling like all eyes are on me because I'm the "new girl"... "the new ONLY foreign girl".
7. Ended up training a bit with Yun Duk. I think he's around my age but I really don't know too much about him besides the fact that his English is pretty good, his manners are awesome, and he's very kind. Unfortunately he only trains in the evening and well, I think this will be the last time I train this late in the evening. I don't do well with an audience, not yet at least.
8. And as if it wasn't awkward enough feeling like I was somewhat in tonight's spotlight, my coach Milk Dud tried to convince some other boxers to spar with me. I was optimistic about it and super eager to try. There were 5 of us female boxers there tonight. It was my first time I've ever seen another female boxer at this gym. I knew this was my chance to make a name for myself. My coach in Canada, Egerton Marcus (silver medalist) once told me that one of the keys to winning a fight is believing in yourself and showing no fear. "You have nothing to fear but fear it's self", he use to quote (and that's straight from the Bible actually). So, I jumped in the ring... and no one joined me. All 4 girls refused to spar with me.
9. I guess I should have been flattered that they refused to spar with me. Milk Dud said that they were scared of me but I was all ticked off. So, when Milk Dud and I did pad work in the ring, I punched with such anger and such force.... gave them something to really be afraid of. Hehehe.
10. It's fair to say I totally used up any inch of energy I had in my body tonight at training. I really felt I had to prove myself and I think I was successful. Mind ya, I know I'm going to feel it tomorrow!
QUESTION OF THE DAY...
You want a piece of me?
QUOTE OF THE DAY...
I'm so mean I make medicine sick.
-- Muhammad Ali
Sunday, August 19, 2007
Highlights of my Day... Sunday, August 19
1. Just think, this time in two weeks I'll be preparing for the first day back to school... cool. Don't get me wrong, I like summer holidays but two months almost killed me. Whether it was dealing with the heat, friends working while I've got all this time off, or running out of a hundred and one ways to preoccupy myself, I am really looking forward to school starting up again!
QUESTION OF THE DAY...
Why didn't I really go any where this summer?
QUOTE OF THE DAY...
Stupid is forever, ignorance can be fixed.
-- Don Wood
2. I remember when I was a little girl. I waited all school year for the great arrival of summer vacation but now, it's all hype and that's about it. So I started thinking today, what was it that made summer the highlight of my year when I was a kid... hmmm.
Childhood summers consisted of...
a. collecting worms and storing them in small jam jars in the shed
b. making outdoor forts with lawn chairs and old picnic blankets
c. expanding upon my brothers' and my lego town
d. playing with GI Joes and Barbies
e. eating mom's double-decker, chocolate wafer, banana, peanut butter and jam sandwiches that she'd cut into 16 equally sized squares
f. riding my bicycle in the local creek and climbing the trees
g. banana sliding and sprinkler jumping
h. collecting rocks at the beach and then painting them
i. playing tag with the large group of kids my mom use to babysit
j. two weeks of camping with my whole family
k. dad's wild car-trailer rides on the long country road
l. long Sunday drives out to the middle of no-where for ice cream
m. swimming at the lake, swimming in the pools, swimming at Pettico creek
n. late night singing around the camp fire
o. playing tag at the park
p. weekend sleepovers with my 2 brothers in my brother's room
q. skateboard racing via a banana skateboard and a skipping rope tied to the back of the bike
r. tea parties with my dolls
s. frying ants with my brother's magnify glass
t. experiencing hair dying with anything I could find... jello, kool aid, sun-in hair lightener
u. picnics at the lake with my family
v. cow tipping at camp
w. rainy day fun with the craft box my mom packed with lots of craft goodies
x. endless combing sessions with Rocky on the lawn... one summer I thought it a good idea to shave his whole body (note here, he was a former show cat.. and long-haired)
y. Sunday trips to my Baba's (grandma) house where we'd sit around eating Swiss Chalet chicken and listen to my father play the piano
z. horse-riding camp (Circle Square Ranch) and horse rodeos
This year's summer consisted of...
a. sleeping in late and going to bed late
b. long walks with Mi Nam
c. morning tea time with the Cheonan Trump
d. eating out at Kimbab Chunkuk with the ladies who work there
e. boxing with Yoo Sam
f. afternoon napping
g. daily house cleaning
h. evening weight training with Hanna
i. the occasional late night movie with Mi Nam
k. self-studying of the Korean language
l. dating.. "meetings"
m. dancing in Songtan with the juicies and Mr. Smooth Move
n. snack time with the Sambu security old gaurd
o. experimenting with my hair
p. play time with Giggle Girl Jr.
q. Konglish time with Jae Min
r. shopping with Panty Boy
s. culturing the Yanky... hehehe
t. lots and lots of "me time"... maybe too much
u. random visits to my university
v. numerous appointments with the ear specialist
a. collecting worms and storing them in small jam jars in the shed
b. making outdoor forts with lawn chairs and old picnic blankets
c. expanding upon my brothers' and my lego town
d. playing with GI Joes and Barbies
e. eating mom's double-decker, chocolate wafer, banana, peanut butter and jam sandwiches that she'd cut into 16 equally sized squares
f. riding my bicycle in the local creek and climbing the trees
g. banana sliding and sprinkler jumping
h. collecting rocks at the beach and then painting them
i. playing tag with the large group of kids my mom use to babysit
j. two weeks of camping with my whole family
k. dad's wild car-trailer rides on the long country road
l. long Sunday drives out to the middle of no-where for ice cream
m. swimming at the lake, swimming in the pools, swimming at Pettico creek
n. late night singing around the camp fire
o. playing tag at the park
p. weekend sleepovers with my 2 brothers in my brother's room
q. skateboard racing via a banana skateboard and a skipping rope tied to the back of the bike
r. tea parties with my dolls
s. frying ants with my brother's magnify glass
t. experiencing hair dying with anything I could find... jello, kool aid, sun-in hair lightener
u. picnics at the lake with my family
v. cow tipping at camp
w. rainy day fun with the craft box my mom packed with lots of craft goodies
x. endless combing sessions with Rocky on the lawn... one summer I thought it a good idea to shave his whole body (note here, he was a former show cat.. and long-haired)
y. Sunday trips to my Baba's (grandma) house where we'd sit around eating Swiss Chalet chicken and listen to my father play the piano
z. horse-riding camp (Circle Square Ranch) and horse rodeos
This year's summer consisted of...
a. sleeping in late and going to bed late
b. long walks with Mi Nam
c. morning tea time with the Cheonan Trump
d. eating out at Kimbab Chunkuk with the ladies who work there
e. boxing with Yoo Sam
f. afternoon napping
g. daily house cleaning
h. evening weight training with Hanna
i. the occasional late night movie with Mi Nam
k. self-studying of the Korean language
l. dating.. "meetings"
m. dancing in Songtan with the juicies and Mr. Smooth Move
n. snack time with the Sambu security old gaurd
o. experimenting with my hair
p. play time with Giggle Girl Jr.
q. Konglish time with Jae Min
r. shopping with Panty Boy
s. culturing the Yanky... hehehe
t. lots and lots of "me time"... maybe too much
u. random visits to my university
v. numerous appointments with the ear specialist
3. The Yanky came in from Songtan today to visit me. I like it when he comes 
to Cheonan, not just because I like seeing him, but also because it gives him the chance to really experience the Korean culture. There's so much to this country that he has NO idea about and it'd be a shame for him to leave without really saying he had a taste of what it means to live in Korea.
to Cheonan, not just because I like seeing him, but also because it gives him the chance to really experience the Korean culture. There's so much to this country that he has NO idea about and it'd be a shame for him to leave without really saying he had a taste of what it means to live in Korea.4. Western goodies from the Yanky... awesome! The other day I tried to buy Oxy pads online. They're about $6 CDN but the delivery fee to Korea was $90 CDN... ouch! He brought me a bottle... sweet! Along with the Oxy pads, he also brought an Oxygen magazine (my favorite mag!!!!!), Dentyne gum, and a copy of Cosmopolitan magazine... wow! What with Jenn's western goodies the other day and now the Yanky's goodies, I'm feeling so spoiled! Thanks dudes!!!
5. Took the Yanky on a mini tour to my university where we ran into Ki Dong and Sean.
6. Ate like a champ today!!! For lunch I treated the Yanky to my favorite Korean meal (well, it's a tie with soonda-bo)... cheese tak galbi. Then for dinner I took him to my favorite restaurant, Mainz, where we feasted some more.
7. Introduced the Yanky to Korea's finest rice wine... mukkoly (I'm sure my spelling is off) and a side order of Korean style pizza.
8. The Yanky won me a pink pillow at the local street game vendor... hehehe. Ohhhh.... my hero. We then continued on to a game booth where you do target shooting practice. The Y
anky totally killed all the targets but for some reason the dude didn't give us a prize... not to sure what that was about. I think it was cause he hit down all the targets as oppose to just those in his lane... hehehe.
anky totally killed all the targets but for some reason the dude didn't give us a prize... not to sure what that was about. I think it was cause he hit down all the targets as oppose to just those in his lane... hehehe. 9. After a full day of eating, a couple of games, random touring of downtown Cheonan, and one quick stop by MBar, we headed back for a movie and some air condition.
10. ... and some ice cream, of course! ;)
QUESTION OF THE DAY...
Why didn't I really go any where this summer?
QUOTE OF THE DAY...
Stupid is forever, ignorance can be fixed.
-- Don Wood
Saturday, August 18, 2007
Highlights of my Day... Saturday, August 18
1. I did it, I finally did it... I cancelled my MySpace account. Word of the wise people, switch to FaceBook... it's the more mature and adult-like version of MySpace... hehehe
2. Made coffee popsicles... yummy.
3. Spent a good part of my day arguing with the Yanky on msn about "us". Sometimes I think he understands me totally, but other times it's like I'm foreign to him. I mean, it must be nice to be surrounded with a whole wack of English speakers who you work and play with. I envy him because of this too. I on the other hand, the extent of my English interaction basically consists of me talking to myself, unless I'm at work (which I haven't been for two SUPER long months now). I just don't think he really gets that, how different it is for him compared to me. I can't just call up one of my friends here to talk about what I'm stressed out over, I'm kind of forced to deal with it on my own, to a certain extent. And honestly, when I'm upset, I'm best not left alone and so that's been something I've really had to work on since I've moved to Korea. I really wish he understood that, then maybe he'd see what it means to be me. I feel like this summer I've turned into somewhat of a mute. There's some days were I haven't uttered a single word, I wanted to but who here would understand what I say anyways?!
4. Plans for a nice night in with the Yanky flopped (I know, I know... we won't talk about who's fault that was...), and so what was intended for a quiet night turned into quite the opposite when Panty Boy called me up claiming that I'll die if I stay in the house any longer... hehehe.
5. Our first stop, Mbar. What's a night out without stopping by to see Jae Min, his sister and the boys. Apparently I was a big hit with the new waitress, or rather should I say, my chest was. Oh my gosh... how uncomfortable was that?!!!
6. Next stop, Pyoungtaek, where we met up with two of Panty Boy's friends. I don't know whether or not they've ever really talked to a foreigner before but the one dude was super fascinated with me, asking me a million and one questions and looking me up and down like I was some newly discovered entity. Hehehe....
7. Next stop, Songtan. Not too sure why we went there really. Panty Boy mentioned something about having to talk to someone and so off to Songtan we drove. We hit this one bar, Panty Boy went into the back and talked to the manager for a bit while I tried to avoid eye contact with all the soldiers. Panty Boy's friends wanted to meet the Yanky but I refused to call him out. I wasn't sure what he had told his boys and felt uncomfortable knowing that they probably knew about the situation and my silliness. I do really like the Yanky but I've never been in this situation before... it's all very overwhelming.
8. Panty Boy thought it'd be funny to go racing their scooters down the main strip of Songtan... the main strip being where EVERYONE walks. Ya, it wasn't so funny. At one point one of the American guards tried to flag us down but Panty Boy took a side street and so off we continued.
9. By the time we finally left Songtan, we had lost Panty Boy's friends on the side street and so decided to head back to Cheonan just the two of us.... Problem: an overly expensive pimped-up scooter, no lock to lock it up and leave it, and one intoxicated driver. Solution: I became the designated driver.
10. By the time we got back to Cheonan it was around 3am. Panty Boy was barely awake on the back of the scooter and I had no idea where he lived. I really didn't have much options and so I chose to let him crash on my couch.
QUESTION OF THE DAY...
Would you rather be happy or right?
QUOTE OF THE DAY...
I don't necessarily agree with everything I say.
-- Marshall McLuhan
2. Made coffee popsicles... yummy.
3. Spent a good part of my day arguing with the Yanky on msn about "us". Sometimes I think he understands me totally, but other times it's like I'm foreign to him. I mean, it must be nice to be surrounded with a whole wack of English speakers who you work and play with. I envy him because of this too. I on the other hand, the extent of my English interaction basically consists of me talking to myself, unless I'm at work (which I haven't been for two SUPER long months now). I just don't think he really gets that, how different it is for him compared to me. I can't just call up one of my friends here to talk about what I'm stressed out over, I'm kind of forced to deal with it on my own, to a certain extent. And honestly, when I'm upset, I'm best not left alone and so that's been something I've really had to work on since I've moved to Korea. I really wish he understood that, then maybe he'd see what it means to be me. I feel like this summer I've turned into somewhat of a mute. There's some days were I haven't uttered a single word, I wanted to but who here would understand what I say anyways?!
4. Plans for a nice night in with the Yanky flopped (I know, I know... we won't talk about who's fault that was...), and so what was intended for a quiet night turned into quite the opposite when Panty Boy called me up claiming that I'll die if I stay in the house any longer... hehehe.
5. Our first stop, Mbar. What's a night out without stopping by to see Jae Min, his sister and the boys. Apparently I was a big hit with the new waitress, or rather should I say, my chest was. Oh my gosh... how uncomfortable was that?!!!
6. Next stop, Pyoungtaek, where we met up with two of Panty Boy's friends. I don't know whether or not they've ever really talked to a foreigner before but the one dude was super fascinated with me, asking me a million and one questions and looking me up and down like I was some newly discovered entity. Hehehe....
7. Next stop, Songtan. Not too sure why we went there really. Panty Boy mentioned something about having to talk to someone and so off to Songtan we drove. We hit this one bar, Panty Boy went into the back and talked to the manager for a bit while I tried to avoid eye contact with all the soldiers. Panty Boy's friends wanted to meet the Yanky but I refused to call him out. I wasn't sure what he had told his boys and felt uncomfortable knowing that they probably knew about the situation and my silliness. I do really like the Yanky but I've never been in this situation before... it's all very overwhelming.
8. Panty Boy thought it'd be funny to go racing their scooters down the main strip of Songtan... the main strip being where EVERYONE walks. Ya, it wasn't so funny. At one point one of the American guards tried to flag us down but Panty Boy took a side street and so off we continued.
9. By the time we finally left Songtan, we had lost Panty Boy's friends on the side street and so decided to head back to Cheonan just the two of us.... Problem: an overly expensive pimped-up scooter, no lock to lock it up and leave it, and one intoxicated driver. Solution: I became the designated driver.
10. By the time we got back to Cheonan it was around 3am. Panty Boy was barely awake on the back of the scooter and I had no idea where he lived. I really didn't have much options and so I chose to let him crash on my couch.
QUESTION OF THE DAY...
Would you rather be happy or right?
QUOTE OF THE DAY...
I don't necessarily agree with everything I say.
-- Marshall McLuhan
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