Highlights of my Day... Thursday, July 23

1. The reaction from Snickers when he woke up to all those Cola bottles on the floor was hilarious. He sat up, paused and then yelled out "Sh## Cola!" I laughed my butt off upon hearing him yell out an English swear word considering just a couple months ago his English vocabulary basically consisted of very basic words like "yes", "no", "ok", etc. Laugh as some of you may but Snickers' favorite word begins with "sh" and ends with "it"... don't look at me, I never taught him that. He didn't actually know what it meant though until today when we took Mi Nam out for a walk. I pointed at Mi Nam's little poop pile and said "that's sh##.. Cola doesn't sh##, Mi Nam does." I think his second favorite word is "sweetie". He always gives a giggle when I call him sweetie.

2. Morning running, once again followed by morning napping.

3. “Let’s see if I have the guts to allow this post” noted a ticked off commenter today. Apparently this Anonymous commenter (how original I must note) don’t like how I continually use a “… hahaha” because, and I quote them, “it’s rather sad”. How is laughing sad?! They also don’t like how I say “whatnot” and I take it they’re not going to like it either when they read that I think they’re a tard. Tard, as in the mix between a retard and a bird’s poop (turd), or just flat out slang for a retarded person who is not actually mentally or physically retarded but definitely acts like they should be strapping on a helmet and riding the short bus. Don’t threaten me. Read my homepage and you’ll be quick to note that I willingly and continually step in the ring on a daily bases and take numerous punches, upper cuts, jabs, hooks, AND WHATNOT, to my face, body, AND WHATNOT…. hahaha. Leave your cheap words and even cheaper threats for your buddies on the bus, thanks.

4. I know you’re probably thinking, “Wow Amy, that was kind of cruel of you to write that” and yes, it was but so be it. I don’t sugar-coat my thoughts like “certain homepagers” and I think that’s what many of my readers appreciate from me and have come to expect and respect. The commenter that I was referring to above had written a comment that bashed Korea’s culture and claimed it was so behind in the times. Using two Korean friends to base your assumptions on is pretty lame. I know two Americans who are gay, so I guess that means every American is gay… ya, okay. Okay, so Korea isn’t Canada and it’s not America. It’s not any other country too for that matter but that’s the beauty of it. Of course, like most things, Korea also has it’s good points and it’s bad points but I’ve come to learn that your own personal perspective and how you take in such points really alters whether you see them as bad or good. Take for example the issue of family in Korea. Snickers and his father live together but his father calls him everyday, numerous times, and calls if he’s late coming home. At first I made fun of him, asked him his age as a joke and then told him that I’d go crazy if my father did the same thing. But I’ve since then have changed my thinking about it and now I envy Snickers for the awesome relationship he has not only with his father but with the rest of his family. Koreans put such a great emphasis on family and while most of us Westerns would feel smothered by it, it makes me kind of sad to know that Western culture has become so focused on Independence and individualism. Kids move out when they’re 18, families no longer take summer trips together, getting the whole family to sit down for a meal involves planning, and the only thing that really stands strong in the family is the “I” in “family”. Snickers family has graciously and totally unexpectedly adopted me into their family and so I am ever so thankful.

5. My point to this whole rambling is that you could argue about which country is better till we’re all blue in the face but you’ll never agree on one answer. You don’t like Korea?! That’s okay… maybe it doesn’t like you. I particularly prefer Korea over Canada, but now I really don’t care where I live. I could be living in Togo for all I care. I don’t even care what you think about whatever country but I do care when you come and splatter your “tardness” on my homepage. And yes, I know it’s not such a word but this is my homepage and I’ll use or misuse the English language however I please, thanks.

6. Enough undue attention to the tards… better to leave them be to their own tardness.

7. Sambu workers waxed the floors, trapping Snickers and I in my apartment… oh darn, what is a girl to do when forced to spend most of the day with the most beautiful man alive?! Hahaha. Don’t get too excited, we passed the hours away flaked out on the floor listening to Mi Nam snoring.

8. Tonight Snickers dropped a bomb on my lap and I didn’t quite digest it correctly. He had mentioned a while back that he’s been approached by a promoter in Japan but nothing really became of it, or so I thought. Turns out he’s got two weeks to give Japan an answer as to whether or not he’ll be moving there to box and train in Japan.

9. I excused myself, telling him that I had to get ready for training, but what I really wanted was to secretly cry in the other room. I can’t say anything to him, it’s not for me to decide and so I told him that it’s his life, his boxing career and regardless of what he choices I will support him. You see, when I first came to Korea I was in a similar situation. I had studied Korean culture throughout university and so it was in my dream to come work here but then I got engaged. A year into my first contract here in Korea I realized two things, one being that I needed more time to experience Korea and the other being that I really shouldn’t be engaged if I was ok being so far away from the man I supposedly had agreed to spend the rest of my life too. So, I broke off the engagement and stayed. Four years later and I’m still here, no regrets. I told Snickers that he has to find his own answer and that I don’t want him to have any regrets. Snickers doesn’t know his answer yet, which to me means that he may be leaning towards Japan.

10. I felt sick to my stomach at the thought of possibly losing him and with time ticking, I convinced him we better talk about this later and get training before the gym closes. I tell ya, nothing is quite like running on a treadmill when not only are you struggling to push yourself physically but are choking on the tears and trying your hardest not to puke on the treadmill from the shock of such news. I know that Snickers and I getting together went against several people’s wishes and went against a lot of odds but it’s been smooth sailing regardless of what most thought would bring upon destruction. Snickers may speak a little bit of English now but when we first met he didn’t speak a word of the language and so if something like a language couldn’t even tear us apart than I’ll be damn if I let a country get in our way. If he asks me to go live with him in Japan I will go. I haven't told him this yet though. He has to first decide for himself but as for me, I know what I want. I’ve waited 27 years to meet him and I’m not about to wait another 27 years or settle for a runner-up.

QUESTION OF THE DAY...
How far would you go for the one you love?

QUOTE OF THE DAY...
Life is like a game of cards. The hand you are dealt is determinism; the way you play it is free will.
-- Jawaharlal Nehru