Highlights of my Day... Tuesday, December 2

1. Had an early morning meeting about the English camp that the school is having (aka forcing) us to run during the winter break. The camp has been quite the controversial issue that’s been on the tip of everyone’s tongue at Dankook and is one of the main reasons why so many of my coworkers are so unfortunately leaving us. The camp will be running for just under three weeks but at the quick draw of my hand I scored homeroom teacher status, meaning I got out of having to work mornings and afternoons. Mind you, this means I’ll be working 2 hours (8-10pm) in the evening for the duration of the camp.

2. Having to work Christmas Eve from 8-10pm is brutal, but having to work New Year’s Eve from 8-10pm is just flat out rough. What a way to kill the festive season feelings!!!

3. Am so relieved to have scored a homeroom teacher position for the camp considering what other positions I could have been stuck with. There was no way I was going to work the other shifts though. I’ve waited all semester, turning away several pretty generous offers with regards to my boxing and scheduling an official sponsored match. I have an "unofficial" fight in two weeks but that’s… my side thing.

4. .. but enough about that…. Classes were great today, nice and short cause of it being review week.

5. Turns out Two Cent’s Korean name is Sea Men, as in “semen”. I broke out into a pure, uncontrollable gigglefest at boxing today when Gangster Oppa told me her name. I felt embarrassed but how appropriate that a play girl who makes money turning tricks would be called that… hehehe. I couldn’t have picked a better name for her even if I tried… hehehe.

6. Yes, I am pretty immature at times. Certain things make me skirmish. Talking about “adult play” and bodily functions just aren’t in my daily conversations, nor do I really have any reason for them to be and so instead of being all mature about it, I’ve made my own terminology to use for things I am very uncomfortable saying… “vaj-jew-jew”, “namja [boy] magic”, “adult activity”, “red-dressed friend”, and “pepper paste”. Not even sure on how this all came about but having a dog that’s just recently discovered girl dogs, these terms have definitely aided me recently with inquiring about things with avoiding embarrassment.

7. Despite being overly consumed with student report marking and whatnot, I held true to my word and met up with Side Salad for a late night get-together. I didn’t think it was a date but he showed up dressed to impress and by the way he was talking about us meeting, made me believe that he saw this as a date. His buddies kept on calling him, trying to pry about who he was with and where he was. So, what really defines a date?! If I knew this was a date I would have at least worn matching socks… hehehe.

8. We didn’t really have a set plan but we ended up at this little cozy bar nestled away on a side street downtown. We shared tortillas and chatted about a bunch of things but then ended up getting into a kind of argument over quite a silly issue. The issue being that I didn’t want him to walk me home to my apartment door. I didn't want to argue and so I sat there quiet as he went on for way too long about the issue. I know it’s a strange thing I have with my house but I really don’t like people knowing exactly where I live. I could care less that they know my building but I’m not cool with random people knowing my exact door number. Unless I am dating you or I trust you as a friend, you’ll never be invited into my house. My house is my safe haven in Korea. It’s the only place that I feel completely myself and free. Sure I feel safe and comfortable at the boxing club but it’s not the same. I can’t stand random drop-bys by friends and I’ve been known to ignore my doorbell.

9. Side Salad refused to let the issue drop and so on both occasions when he excused himself from the table to go to the bathroom, I really had to convince myself to stay put. Persistence is one thing, I like persistent men, but being pushy is another thing. And so when he walked me back to my building I totally tried to dodge him trying to hug me by quickly jumping into the elevator and then pushing his arm out of the door’s way. Jokes on him though… I pushed floor 14 and then took the stairs to my floor… hehehe. My mama didn’t raise a fool.

10. I knew my ending with him was a bit rough but I thought he’d at least text me a joke about the floor number or to say goodnight… no text. What I thought was a simple meeting between two friends seemed like a first date to him. I don't know him well enough to make a judgement call about him but I wasn't cool with him being so pushy and I’m way too stubborn to have an equally stubborn person like him by my side. In a way he reminded me of Yanky. It’s funny that I say that though cause I still talk to Yanky on msn occasionally and regret that I was so stubborn with him. I should have just enjoyed him for the person he was instead of letting my own stubborn ego and pride get in the way.

QUESTION OF THE DAY...
What's your flaw?

QUOTE OF THE DAY...
I wish I didn't know now what I didn't know then.
-- Bob Seger