Hello 2010!!!
This is going to be an awesome year, I can just feel it!Thursday, December 31, 2009
Highlights of my Day... Thursday, December 31
1. Today marked the very last day of 2009 and the start of a great year to come. 2010 is going to be THE year for Snickers and I, mark my words.
2. We started today off with waking up super early and high-tailing it off to the train station. We were off to the Canadian Embassy in Seoul to do step one of the marriage paper work.
3. Turns out we weren’t the only ones with high hopes of doing their marriage paper work today. There were three other engaged couples at the embassy, all of which were foreign guys with Korean fiancées. I got talking to one of them when the guy sitting beside me turned to start up a conversation. “You know you have to come here with your fiancé right?” he asked. “Yes” I answered. “Where’s your fiancé then?” he added. I thought it was pretty obvious that the guy (Snickers) who I was sitting beside and so obviously flirting with was my fiancé. I guess not. Moreover, I’m not too sure whether or not it was because it was still pretty early in the morning or the fact that besides the couple of English words I had spoken, I had talked to the embassy secretary and security in Korean, or what but then that guy turned to his fiancé and she repeated his question but in Korean to me. “My fiancé is him. My fiancé is Korean” I told them, both in English and Korean, and with that responded with confused looks and the conversation died.
4. Yes, my fiancé is Korean. He’s a stunning man who stands at 5ft 10”, weighs in at 73kgs, has all his teeth, two legs, two arms, is perfectly sane (although that’s sometimes questionable), and he is Korean. Why does this continue to shock people?!
5. To say filling out those papers at the embassy were annoying would be an understatement. I had to fill out two forms but three copies of each. The difficulty laid in figuring out what exact address to write down for Snickers and, as it turns out, he gave me the wrong one and so I had to fill out six new forms… dang!
6. After we returned from the embassy, I met up with Buff Boy the Original for coffee and chat time. Buff Boy the Original has officially finished university and has officially scored a job with KB Bank. Although he’s a sport major and his new KB Bank job is clearly not related to his field of major, he took the job because it’s secure and safe. Who am I to judge but today he let me judge away when he blurted out that he’s not happy.
7. Happiness to Buff Boy is directly related to success, so I asked him “What do you define success as?” Is it having that having that job that pays well or makes you feel satisfied? I let him ponder that for a bit and then I offered my answer. To me, happiness is feeling like my existence matters and makes a difference, like if I don’t come home or show up somewhere that it will be felt, noted, and questioned. I think this is why I struggle sometimes with being in Korea and why I bury myself in making Power Point files, emailing students, and updating their homepage. All my close friends are in Canada, I keep to myself here in Korea, and I make myself hard to get a hold of because I fill my schedule up with boxing, training, and work, and I don’t answer my phone calls. But now things are different. Now I am with Snickers, and along with Snickers came a whole second family. Although I don’t regard someone else, in this case Snickers, for being the stem of my happiness, I must note that me letting someone into my life on a personal level is key. I guess I felt that making close friends in Korea meant I was trying to replace my close friends in Canada, so having a boyfriend in Korea was the only person I’d let close to me considering. Look at me now, I have my boxing but no set income, no official job, and yet I am the happiest I have ever been in such a long, long time. I think the last time I was this happy I was heading off to university for my first year. I had led my parents to believe that I was going off to Lakehead University, a university that was willing to pay for my tuition and was bombarding me with scholarships because of my grades and even because I am Polish. I then shocked my parents with the news of me having accepted York University’s offer and so off to Toronto I went to live. At that point, happiness to me was challenging myself and venturing into the uncertain. Happiness to me now is so different. Call me silly but returning to Ggum Guum and seeing Snickers leaning out the balcony window to look for me makes me feel happy.
8. And so on that note, I returned to Ggum Guum to make Snickers happy with a home-cooked New Year’s Eve meal. Tonight’s menu consisted of chicken salad, shrimp, crab, and potato salad for appetizers. Fettuccine Alfredo with a white wine and garlic bread for the main course. And for dessert, I had planned cheese cake with strawberries dipped in chocolate and served with whip cream and a side cup of a sweet blend of secrets I call “Mocha Love”.
9. We never did make it to dessert on account that Snickers brought the wrong kind of cream over. I had to resort to being creative with my Alfredo sauce because he brought over whipping cream as supposed to regular cream. The meal was delish but at about a couple thousand calories per spoonful of that pasta, it was heavy. Through in the fact that there was a lot of wine in that sauce and yup, it was quite the meal… hahaha. Dinner time was at 7pm and by 9:20pm we had snoozed off on the floor.
10. Woke up with five minutes left till midnight. I screamed at the excitement of the year ending and Snickers woke up laughing at me. We had our grand midnight kiss, watched the fireworks on TV and then crashed.
QUESTION OF THE DAY...
What are your new year's resolutions?
QUOTE OF THE DAY...
Cheers to a new year and another chance for us to get it right.
-- Oprah Winfrey
2. We started today off with waking up super early and high-tailing it off to the train station. We were off to the Canadian Embassy in Seoul to do step one of the marriage paper work.
3. Turns out we weren’t the only ones with high hopes of doing their marriage paper work today. There were three other engaged couples at the embassy, all of which were foreign guys with Korean fiancées. I got talking to one of them when the guy sitting beside me turned to start up a conversation. “You know you have to come here with your fiancé right?” he asked. “Yes” I answered. “Where’s your fiancé then?” he added. I thought it was pretty obvious that the guy (Snickers) who I was sitting beside and so obviously flirting with was my fiancé. I guess not. Moreover, I’m not too sure whether or not it was because it was still pretty early in the morning or the fact that besides the couple of English words I had spoken, I had talked to the embassy secretary and security in Korean, or what but then that guy turned to his fiancé and she repeated his question but in Korean to me. “My fiancé is him. My fiancé is Korean” I told them, both in English and Korean, and with that responded with confused looks and the conversation died.
4. Yes, my fiancé is Korean. He’s a stunning man who stands at 5ft 10”, weighs in at 73kgs, has all his teeth, two legs, two arms, is perfectly sane (although that’s sometimes questionable), and he is Korean. Why does this continue to shock people?!
5. To say filling out those papers at the embassy were annoying would be an understatement. I had to fill out two forms but three copies of each. The difficulty laid in figuring out what exact address to write down for Snickers and, as it turns out, he gave me the wrong one and so I had to fill out six new forms… dang!
6. After we returned from the embassy, I met up with Buff Boy the Original for coffee and chat time. Buff Boy the Original has officially finished university and has officially scored a job with KB Bank. Although he’s a sport major and his new KB Bank job is clearly not related to his field of major, he took the job because it’s secure and safe. Who am I to judge but today he let me judge away when he blurted out that he’s not happy.
7. Happiness to Buff Boy is directly related to success, so I asked him “What do you define success as?” Is it having that having that job that pays well or makes you feel satisfied? I let him ponder that for a bit and then I offered my answer. To me, happiness is feeling like my existence matters and makes a difference, like if I don’t come home or show up somewhere that it will be felt, noted, and questioned. I think this is why I struggle sometimes with being in Korea and why I bury myself in making Power Point files, emailing students, and updating their homepage. All my close friends are in Canada, I keep to myself here in Korea, and I make myself hard to get a hold of because I fill my schedule up with boxing, training, and work, and I don’t answer my phone calls. But now things are different. Now I am with Snickers, and along with Snickers came a whole second family. Although I don’t regard someone else, in this case Snickers, for being the stem of my happiness, I must note that me letting someone into my life on a personal level is key. I guess I felt that making close friends in Korea meant I was trying to replace my close friends in Canada, so having a boyfriend in Korea was the only person I’d let close to me considering. Look at me now, I have my boxing but no set income, no official job, and yet I am the happiest I have ever been in such a long, long time. I think the last time I was this happy I was heading off to university for my first year. I had led my parents to believe that I was going off to Lakehead University, a university that was willing to pay for my tuition and was bombarding me with scholarships because of my grades and even because I am Polish. I then shocked my parents with the news of me having accepted York University’s offer and so off to Toronto I went to live. At that point, happiness to me was challenging myself and venturing into the uncertain. Happiness to me now is so different. Call me silly but returning to Ggum Guum and seeing Snickers leaning out the balcony window to look for me makes me feel happy.
8. And so on that note, I returned to Ggum Guum to make Snickers happy with a home-cooked New Year’s Eve meal. Tonight’s menu consisted of chicken salad, shrimp, crab, and potato salad for appetizers. Fettuccine Alfredo with a white wine and garlic bread for the main course. And for dessert, I had planned cheese cake with strawberries dipped in chocolate and served with whip cream and a side cup of a sweet blend of secrets I call “Mocha Love”.
9. We never did make it to dessert on account that Snickers brought the wrong kind of cream over. I had to resort to being creative with my Alfredo sauce because he brought over whipping cream as supposed to regular cream. The meal was delish but at about a couple thousand calories per spoonful of that pasta, it was heavy. Through in the fact that there was a lot of wine in that sauce and yup, it was quite the meal… hahaha. Dinner time was at 7pm and by 9:20pm we had snoozed off on the floor.
10. Woke up with five minutes left till midnight. I screamed at the excitement of the year ending and Snickers woke up laughing at me. We had our grand midnight kiss, watched the fireworks on TV and then crashed.
QUESTION OF THE DAY...
What are your new year's resolutions?
QUOTE OF THE DAY...
Cheers to a new year and another chance for us to get it right.
-- Oprah Winfrey
Wednesday, December 30, 2009
Highlights of my Day... Wednesday, December 30
1. Woke up twice in the middle of the night in a complete cold sweat and shaking. I wasn’t sure if it was because of a nightmare or what but I had soaked through my thick winter blanket and my floor mat. It was as if someone had poured a couple of buckets of water on me.
2. The initial plan was to go to the Canadian Embassy today to apply for the required “Affidavit of Eligibility of Marriage” and the Report and the “Certificate of Marriage”. Step one would be to fill out and hand in these forms, step two is to legally get married at City Hall and have them fill out the rest of the “Certificate of Marriage” and then step three is to report these completed forms back to the Canadian Embassy. Step one never happened as anticipated today on account that Snickers was all concerned that I was coming down with the flu, and he insisted I stay home and sleep it off today.
3. So much for sleeping it off today. Snickers made a point of text messaging me excessively while he was off at driving school.
4. And if his text messages didn’t already show how concerned he was about me, he left driving school early, showed up with a Coffee Bean coffee to try to cheer me up and then he gave me a message.
5. … an oil massage!!! I was thrilled by the Coffee Bean coffee but him buying oil and then giving me a hot oil back massage was definitely and totally not expected. “Marry me now!” I laughed.
6. Felt like a total knob at the insurance place today when I was asked twice “Where are you from?” Initially I had answered “Canada” but when the woman responded with quite the distorted and confused face, I changed my answer and blurted out “Cheonan”. The look she gave me was the very same look I am repeatedly given when I cross through immigration at the Canadian border. Apparently I am Canadian born but on my immigration card I have to write that I am from Korea. I guess it’s not all that off though, considering come next month I will become part Korean (with the name change)… hahaha.
7. Snickers had this “great” idea to take a so-called short cut, which meant we had to trek up the side of a mountain in runners. And as they say, “what goes up, must come down”, and so down we had to go. Going down was definitely harder than going up, for me that was. Snickers thought he’d be a pro-star by sliding down the mountain. I caught the whole thing on my phone video.
8. Played with K-Gere’s dogs, formerly known as “Chumchi” and “Kimbab”. They now sport silly sounding Korean names that I can’t quite remember let alone pronounce. They’re still only pups but boy are they huge! They’d make an appetizer out of my cute little Jo Mi Nam!!!
9. Headed over to Snickers’ boxingclub for boxing. His buddies showed up, like usual, and his couch stuck to watching us train, like usual. I’ve been boxing at Snickers’ couple for the past week and a bit but it stresses me out to train there.
10. Handed in my professional portfolio at Dankook, meaning that besides the cleaning of my desk and collecting my last couple of paychecks and severance pay, my hands will soon be clean of this place – sweet.
QUESTION OF THE DAY...
Where are you from?
QUOTE OF THE DAY...
Life is really simple, but we insist on making it complicated.
-- Confucius
2. The initial plan was to go to the Canadian Embassy today to apply for the required “Affidavit of Eligibility of Marriage” and the Report and the “Certificate of Marriage”. Step one would be to fill out and hand in these forms, step two is to legally get married at City Hall and have them fill out the rest of the “Certificate of Marriage” and then step three is to report these completed forms back to the Canadian Embassy. Step one never happened as anticipated today on account that Snickers was all concerned that I was coming down with the flu, and he insisted I stay home and sleep it off today.
3. So much for sleeping it off today. Snickers made a point of text messaging me excessively while he was off at driving school.
4. And if his text messages didn’t already show how concerned he was about me, he left driving school early, showed up with a Coffee Bean coffee to try to cheer me up and then he gave me a message.
5. … an oil massage!!! I was thrilled by the Coffee Bean coffee but him buying oil and then giving me a hot oil back massage was definitely and totally not expected. “Marry me now!” I laughed.
6. Felt like a total knob at the insurance place today when I was asked twice “Where are you from?” Initially I had answered “Canada” but when the woman responded with quite the distorted and confused face, I changed my answer and blurted out “Cheonan”. The look she gave me was the very same look I am repeatedly given when I cross through immigration at the Canadian border. Apparently I am Canadian born but on my immigration card I have to write that I am from Korea. I guess it’s not all that off though, considering come next month I will become part Korean (with the name change)… hahaha.
7. Snickers had this “great” idea to take a so-called short cut, which meant we had to trek up the side of a mountain in runners. And as they say, “what goes up, must come down”, and so down we had to go. Going down was definitely harder than going up, for me that was. Snickers thought he’d be a pro-star by sliding down the mountain. I caught the whole thing on my phone video.
8. Played with K-Gere’s dogs, formerly known as “Chumchi” and “Kimbab”. They now sport silly sounding Korean names that I can’t quite remember let alone pronounce. They’re still only pups but boy are they huge! They’d make an appetizer out of my cute little Jo Mi Nam!!!
9. Headed over to Snickers’ boxingclub for boxing. His buddies showed up, like usual, and his couch stuck to watching us train, like usual. I’ve been boxing at Snickers’ couple for the past week and a bit but it stresses me out to train there.
10. Handed in my professional portfolio at Dankook, meaning that besides the cleaning of my desk and collecting my last couple of paychecks and severance pay, my hands will soon be clean of this place – sweet.
QUESTION OF THE DAY...
Where are you from?
QUOTE OF THE DAY...
Life is really simple, but we insist on making it complicated.
-- Confucius
Tuesday, December 29, 2009
Some of the many shades of colour my hair sported in the past two months.
I loved my black hair but it was high maintance because my roots were so light.
And then I got my hair totally stripped of colour and my hair became a questionable strawberry blonde, borderline orange.
Then there was the light brown I sported for about a week.
And then the medium brown hair episode that left me frustrated.
But making me an in-your-face ultra blonde only brought about loads of attention in Japan but left me craving my natural hair colour all that more and my hair dying for some serious treatment and TLC. And now I am a sandy brown haired girl... pictures to come.
Highlights of my Day... Tuesday, December 29
1. Changed my hair – yet again! Don’t get too attached to my new hair though cause it’s bound to change. In the last two months it’s gone from black to strawberry blonde, to medium brown, to platinum blonde, and now it is sandy brown. It’s the colour I initially headed out with hopes of getting.
2. I take it I have to be more specific next time as to what colour of sand exactly that it is I want cause although I didn’t want in-your-face blonde, on-the-verge-of-white hair, Hawaii is known for it’s white sand beaches. I guess the medium brown came from the dirty beaches of Daecheon (Korea), but I’m not too sure on what beach has strawberry blonde-like sand.
3. One of my friends who’s a highly regarded hair designer had told me she’d color my hair today but I ended up walking out on that appointment. Ever since she’s had a baby, her baby has taken first priority. She works only when people request appointments, meaning that she doesn’t keep her stock up. I got the feeling that she didn’t have the color I needed. I got this impression when she tried to convince me to go dark brown. I’m so over being this dark colour or that light colour. I just want to get back to my natural colour. So on that note, I made up an excuse, saying that I had to leave and I left.
4. I’ve never been a fan of LeeChard Hair, it’s like the McDonald's of hair shops to me, but I do remember a certain Japanese hair cut I scored there that still has yet to be topped. I knew I was desperate to change my hair when I found myself seriously considering revisiting this shop.
5. And despite all that went down the last time I was there, today was very different. Two hours, one hand massage, a cup of coffee, a cup of broccoli soup, a biscuit, and a lot of girl talk later, Operation Bye-Bye Blondie was a success. I had walked in a blonde and then left a sandy brown haired girl.
6. Thanks to Cat, I discovered the joy of “hand masks” by Skin Food. Watch out for yours coming in the mail Homegirl! You’re going to be hooked!!!
7. In mid afternoon, Snickers showed up and cooked that Russian crab that he had brought over yesterday. It had done a couple of laps around Ggum Guum and then earlier on today it died a slow death on the floor. I would have saved it and placed it in water had it not snapped at me earlier. I was too freaked out to pick the massive dead creature up. Snickers told me to pick it up when he was preparing to cook it. I knew it had been dead for a couple of hours but when I did motion to pick it up, Snickers grabbed my shoulders. I must have jumped a mile and down dropped the dead Russian crab, right on my feet… nasty! I felt like Macbeth, “Out damn spot, out!”, because I couldn’t seem to wash my feet enough. Crab was all I could smell for the rest of the day.
8. Ate crab for my first time and it was delish! God bless those Russians and their delish crab… hahaha.
9. After an hour or so of Snickers being at Ggum Guum, he finally clued in that I had changed my hair. He said I look pretty no matter what but noted that he liked the in-your-face blonde instead. My camera is acting up again and so I couldn't take a clear picture of my hair but I will. I'm definitely loving my new sandy brown hair. The blonde totally washed out my skin and was starting to make me look drained and pasty. Feels good to go back to the basics with my hair. No more high maintenance hair for me thanks.
10. On Christmas I ate fettuccine alfredo. I shot my mouth off when they served it with spaghetti noodles, so tonight we went grocery shopping yet again and now I am scheduled to cook fettuccine alfredo with proper noodles on New Year’s Eve for Snickers. I agreed to it on account that he’d at least make some kind of salad for the appetizer. Totally forgot that Home Plus sells prepackaged salads, so he totally got lucky with that… hahaha.
QUESTION OF THE DAY...
Did I just totally put my own foot in my mouth?
QUOTE OF THE DAY...
Men prefer blondes but gentlemen marry brunettes.
-- Author Unknown
2. I take it I have to be more specific next time as to what colour of sand exactly that it is I want cause although I didn’t want in-your-face blonde, on-the-verge-of-white hair, Hawaii is known for it’s white sand beaches. I guess the medium brown came from the dirty beaches of Daecheon (Korea), but I’m not too sure on what beach has strawberry blonde-like sand.
3. One of my friends who’s a highly regarded hair designer had told me she’d color my hair today but I ended up walking out on that appointment. Ever since she’s had a baby, her baby has taken first priority. She works only when people request appointments, meaning that she doesn’t keep her stock up. I got the feeling that she didn’t have the color I needed. I got this impression when she tried to convince me to go dark brown. I’m so over being this dark colour or that light colour. I just want to get back to my natural colour. So on that note, I made up an excuse, saying that I had to leave and I left.
4. I’ve never been a fan of LeeChard Hair, it’s like the McDonald's of hair shops to me, but I do remember a certain Japanese hair cut I scored there that still has yet to be topped. I knew I was desperate to change my hair when I found myself seriously considering revisiting this shop.
5. And despite all that went down the last time I was there, today was very different. Two hours, one hand massage, a cup of coffee, a cup of broccoli soup, a biscuit, and a lot of girl talk later, Operation Bye-Bye Blondie was a success. I had walked in a blonde and then left a sandy brown haired girl.
6. Thanks to Cat, I discovered the joy of “hand masks” by Skin Food. Watch out for yours coming in the mail Homegirl! You’re going to be hooked!!!
7. In mid afternoon, Snickers showed up and cooked that Russian crab that he had brought over yesterday. It had done a couple of laps around Ggum Guum and then earlier on today it died a slow death on the floor. I would have saved it and placed it in water had it not snapped at me earlier. I was too freaked out to pick the massive dead creature up. Snickers told me to pick it up when he was preparing to cook it. I knew it had been dead for a couple of hours but when I did motion to pick it up, Snickers grabbed my shoulders. I must have jumped a mile and down dropped the dead Russian crab, right on my feet… nasty! I felt like Macbeth, “Out damn spot, out!”, because I couldn’t seem to wash my feet enough. Crab was all I could smell for the rest of the day.
8. Ate crab for my first time and it was delish! God bless those Russians and their delish crab… hahaha.
9. After an hour or so of Snickers being at Ggum Guum, he finally clued in that I had changed my hair. He said I look pretty no matter what but noted that he liked the in-your-face blonde instead. My camera is acting up again and so I couldn't take a clear picture of my hair but I will. I'm definitely loving my new sandy brown hair. The blonde totally washed out my skin and was starting to make me look drained and pasty. Feels good to go back to the basics with my hair. No more high maintenance hair for me thanks.
10. On Christmas I ate fettuccine alfredo. I shot my mouth off when they served it with spaghetti noodles, so tonight we went grocery shopping yet again and now I am scheduled to cook fettuccine alfredo with proper noodles on New Year’s Eve for Snickers. I agreed to it on account that he’d at least make some kind of salad for the appetizer. Totally forgot that Home Plus sells prepackaged salads, so he totally got lucky with that… hahaha.
QUESTION OF THE DAY...
Did I just totally put my own foot in my mouth?
QUOTE OF THE DAY...
Men prefer blondes but gentlemen marry brunettes.
-- Author Unknown
Monday, December 28, 2009
Highlights of my Day... Monday, December 28
1. Snickers has been attending driving school this past month but for the past couple of weeks he’s been driving himself to driving school – and his teacher knows about this! Only in Korea… hahaha.
2. Am still doing my running and am loving it. Running did wonders for my body and weight for my Japan fight and now with my honeymoon coming up, you better believe I want to keep up my current body so that it’s beach-beautiful. Gotta make sure my new hubby is happy and the envied one on at the resort… hahaha. All jokes aside, there’s no way I want to be the slightest bit insecure when I sport that in-your-face Kool Aid hot pink bikini in Balhi. There’s no way to hide anything in that little number.
3. Took a side detour on my morning run today and showed up at Dankook to sign my resignation papers.
4. It’s official, I have resigned.
5. In addition to the various next steps I’m currently contemplating, working for Snickers’ sister is another opportunity I’m considering. His older sister runs a popular and highly regarded children’s nursery but she’s interested in opening another one because of it’s long waiting list.
6. My plan for the next year is to take on a couple of random part time gigs. I’m interested in taking up the Cheonan Trump with his business proposition which pays great and requires me to basically just show up at his tower for three hours a week. I doubt I’ll take Junior Mint up on working part-time at the boxing club, nor will I work part-time at Snickers’ club – too much politics and I can so see it going sour. And now I’m considering working one or two days a week for Snickers’ older sister. I don’t know what the pay is but I’m more interested in it with regards to her and my relationship. I think it’d be the perfect way to create some kind of close bond.
7. I was studying Korean in the family room when Snickers knocked on the front door. I opened up the door and there in front of my face a massive crab was being dangled before my very own eyes. It was massive! “He’s from Russia!” Snickers blurted out. “Ya, and he’s about the size of Russia too!” I noted.
2. Am still doing my running and am loving it. Running did wonders for my body and weight for my Japan fight and now with my honeymoon coming up, you better believe I want to keep up my current body so that it’s beach-beautiful. Gotta make sure my new hubby is happy and the envied one on at the resort… hahaha. All jokes aside, there’s no way I want to be the slightest bit insecure when I sport that in-your-face Kool Aid hot pink bikini in Balhi. There’s no way to hide anything in that little number.
3. Took a side detour on my morning run today and showed up at Dankook to sign my resignation papers.
4. It’s official, I have resigned.
5. In addition to the various next steps I’m currently contemplating, working for Snickers’ sister is another opportunity I’m considering. His older sister runs a popular and highly regarded children’s nursery but she’s interested in opening another one because of it’s long waiting list.
6. My plan for the next year is to take on a couple of random part time gigs. I’m interested in taking up the Cheonan Trump with his business proposition which pays great and requires me to basically just show up at his tower for three hours a week. I doubt I’ll take Junior Mint up on working part-time at the boxing club, nor will I work part-time at Snickers’ club – too much politics and I can so see it going sour. And now I’m considering working one or two days a week for Snickers’ older sister. I don’t know what the pay is but I’m more interested in it with regards to her and my relationship. I think it’d be the perfect way to create some kind of close bond.
7. I was studying Korean in the family room when Snickers knocked on the front door. I opened up the door and there in front of my face a massive crab was being dangled before my very own eyes. It was massive! “He’s from Russia!” Snickers blurted out. “Ya, and he’s about the size of Russia too!” I noted.
8. Snickers and I headed off to Home Plus tonight where we loaded up on way too many groceries and then had to create with how to carry them all back to Ggum Guum on the scooter.
9. Checked out Robert Downey Jr.’s new movie, “Sherlock Holmes”. Loved the ending, how they brought all the parts together and reveled everything.
10. Turns out the massive Russian crab wasn’t dead. After the movie, we returned to Ggum Guum and the crab was no where to be seen. Snickers had left him on the kitchen floor when we left but he had made his way to under the bed in the bedroom. I’ve never tasted crab, partly because I have no idea on how to eat it and I’m not particularly fond of smashing open my food in order to eat it. Plan is to cook it tomorrow. Snickers will do the cooking and I’ll help him eat it, maybe. Not too sure on how exactly we'll go about cooking him though considering we don't even own a pot that's big enough for him!!!
QUESTION OF THE DAY...
How do you cook crab?
QUOTE OF THE DAY...
Humor is a reminder that no matter how high the throne one sits on, one sits on one's bottom.
-- Taki
Sunday, December 27, 2009
Highlights of my Day... Saturday, December 27
1. Woke up to the day-after… the day after Christmas that is and what should it be outside but a scence of ALL white! Nice, but a tad too late. Apparently God had granted me a white Christmas after all but I had fallen asleep a bit too early last night to catch a glimpse of it. Oh well, better luck next year.
2. Was made aware today of my over-the-top use of making up names for everything and anything. Whether it’s my use of nicknames on my homepage, me naming myself “The Pancake Master” or nicknaming various mixes and blends of coffees I make for Snickers, I’ve even made my own names for a vast assortment of things ranging from body parts to car parts. And I never really thought of it before until today when I went to go look up a name in my old cell phone from back-in-the-day. I have a little over 300 names in my old Canadian cell phone and of those 300 I’d have to say only able 30% have their real names attached to them. This means that after 5 years of not using this phone I have absolutely no idea who so many of these people are.
4. Our search for Western hair dye was loaded with numerous distractions, ranging from Snickers playing in the snow, to searching out a funky umbrella, stopping by to see one of my favorite designers (the man by whom created my fur trimmed leather winter coat), and checking out a much talked-about ice cream store called “Cold Stone”. I let Snickers amuse himself in the snow, scored a cute umbrella to shield myself from the wet snow, was reminded again by Designer Lee that “The ‘p’ in Polish stands for ‘pretty’”, and I never did get to see them make ice cream at Cold Stone like they showed on TV.
5. Our search for Western hair dye also became a search for a public bathroom after an overly-sugar-filled coffee from Coffee Bean sent both Snickers’ and my stomach doing loops. Word of the wise, new isn’t always better and better is definitely not that new hazelnut latte from Coffee Bean, unless that is you’re looking for a better laxative than the usual over-the-counter one.
6. We failed miserably at Operation Bye-Bye Goldie but we had lots of fun failing. What I would do though for a Shopper’s Drug Mart to miraculously appear in South Korea, I tell ya!!! To have one isle of L’Oreal hair color packages like Superior Preference and Feria would be a touch of heaven in four walls.
7. Snickers had the “great idea” to take the subway back to Cheonan. Ya, real great idea. It meant our one hour usual trip home via the bus got turned into a two hour subway ride, an hour and twenty minutes of which we both had to stand. And if you know anything about Korean subways then you know what I am talking about. Buddy-boy next to me smelt like he had never heard of a toothbrush and toothpaste, the old dude across from me was drunker than a sailor at homecoming, the high school kid next to me kept on starring at me, and the elderly lady I eventually scored a seat beside insisted on asking me a million and one questions in Korean and then got mad at me when I didn’t answer. She had a winter parka on but, because of her big hood, she couldn’t see that I was a foreigner.
8. I tried my hardest to ignore the questionable people beside me by burying my head into Snickers’ chest. I figured that if those around me had no problem making me feel uncomfortable than why should I really concern myself with their comfort level and so, on that note, I threw in some PDA (public displays of affection) to spice up the subway ride home.
9. Finally arrived back at Ggum Guum. It was about 10pm, way later than we had ever expected to return. Snickers was itching to head off to the spa with his friends and so we joked about that. For the most part I pretty much kept to myself when I’m not with Snickers but when I do meet up with friends, hanging out naked is definitely in our agenda. “But they help me scrub my back” he added, thinking it’d make me all that more convinced to try it. “It’s called showering every day so that you don’t need someone to scrub off ten layers of skin!” I laughed out. I’m cool with him wanting to go to the spa with his friends, I know it’s a Korean thing, but besides the occasional mishaps where I’ve accidently seen my friends naked, like accidently opening the bathroom door when they should have locked it or them using the girl’s change room at boxing instead of the guy’s, I can’t see myself ever being cool with purposely doing it.
10. So off Snickers went to get naked, hang out with his naked buddies, and do whatever it is that naked people do in naked spa places. I stayed in, tackled some more student emails, and stayed fully clothed.
QUESTION OF THE DAY...
Who do you share your body with?
QUOTE OF THE DAY...
Take care of your body. It's the only place you have to live.
-- Jim Rohn
2. Was made aware today of my over-the-top use of making up names for everything and anything. Whether it’s my use of nicknames on my homepage, me naming myself “The Pancake Master” or nicknaming various mixes and blends of coffees I make for Snickers, I’ve even made my own names for a vast assortment of things ranging from body parts to car parts. And I never really thought of it before until today when I went to go look up a name in my old cell phone from back-in-the-day. I have a little over 300 names in my old Canadian cell phone and of those 300 I’d have to say only able 30% have their real names attached to them. This means that after 5 years of not using this phone I have absolutely no idea who so many of these people are.
Some of the MANY nicknames in my old phone:3. With my gorgeous man by my side and a mission in mind, together the two of us headed off to Seoul in search of some medium ash blonde/brown Western hair dye. We called it “Bye-Bye Goldie”.
Bond Girl
BoyToy
Bruce Lee
Bubble Head
Candy Man
Cheese Ball
Cowboy Marsh
Crotch Rider
Daddy Thai
Danger Boy
Devil in Prada
Double No-No
Dimples
Finger Freak
Finger Freak’s Foot Freak Girlfriend
Ghetto Fabulous
Greek Freak
Homegirl
Hot Pants
Hug Monster
Hurricane Shane
Italiano
Jane Doe
Jammer
Jetowski
John Doe
Kimbab Kim
Korean Clan Leader
Lifesaver
Male Houchie
Mother Goose
Ms. Shoot-me-in-the-Ear
Needs-A-Noose
Ninja Turtle
No-Assembly-Required
No Name
No Show
Notorious BIG
Octa-brain
Papa Pimp
Peach Fuzz
Pearly-B
Pink Panther
Pinnochio
Polo-loco
Polska Power Puff Girl
Polska Princess
Poo Head
Prince
Puck Head
Purple Pain
Queen of the Sane
Rockie
Roger-that
Roid Rage
Russian Bear
Side Seat
Side Show Pro
Shawa Dog
Slim Shady
Space Captian
Space Cadet #770
Special K
Sunny Delight
Sub-Zero Hero
Tit-for-Tat
The Fourth Dude
The Human Vacuum
The Pork Chop God
Three-Eyed-Purple-People-Eater
Yellow Fever
Venus the Goddess of Love
Your Mom
Zebra Queen
4. Our search for Western hair dye was loaded with numerous distractions, ranging from Snickers playing in the snow, to searching out a funky umbrella, stopping by to see one of my favorite designers (the man by whom created my fur trimmed leather winter coat), and checking out a much talked-about ice cream store called “Cold Stone”. I let Snickers amuse himself in the snow, scored a cute umbrella to shield myself from the wet snow, was reminded again by Designer Lee that “The ‘p’ in Polish stands for ‘pretty’”, and I never did get to see them make ice cream at Cold Stone like they showed on TV.
5. Our search for Western hair dye also became a search for a public bathroom after an overly-sugar-filled coffee from Coffee Bean sent both Snickers’ and my stomach doing loops. Word of the wise, new isn’t always better and better is definitely not that new hazelnut latte from Coffee Bean, unless that is you’re looking for a better laxative than the usual over-the-counter one.
6. We failed miserably at Operation Bye-Bye Goldie but we had lots of fun failing. What I would do though for a Shopper’s Drug Mart to miraculously appear in South Korea, I tell ya!!! To have one isle of L’Oreal hair color packages like Superior Preference and Feria would be a touch of heaven in four walls. 7. Snickers had the “great idea” to take the subway back to Cheonan. Ya, real great idea. It meant our one hour usual trip home via the bus got turned into a two hour subway ride, an hour and twenty minutes of which we both had to stand. And if you know anything about Korean subways then you know what I am talking about. Buddy-boy next to me smelt like he had never heard of a toothbrush and toothpaste, the old dude across from me was drunker than a sailor at homecoming, the high school kid next to me kept on starring at me, and the elderly lady I eventually scored a seat beside insisted on asking me a million and one questions in Korean and then got mad at me when I didn’t answer. She had a winter parka on but, because of her big hood, she couldn’t see that I was a foreigner.
8. I tried my hardest to ignore the questionable people beside me by burying my head into Snickers’ chest. I figured that if those around me had no problem making me feel uncomfortable than why should I really concern myself with their comfort level and so, on that note, I threw in some PDA (public displays of affection) to spice up the subway ride home.
9. Finally arrived back at Ggum Guum. It was about 10pm, way later than we had ever expected to return. Snickers was itching to head off to the spa with his friends and so we joked about that. For the most part I pretty much kept to myself when I’m not with Snickers but when I do meet up with friends, hanging out naked is definitely in our agenda. “But they help me scrub my back” he added, thinking it’d make me all that more convinced to try it. “It’s called showering every day so that you don’t need someone to scrub off ten layers of skin!” I laughed out. I’m cool with him wanting to go to the spa with his friends, I know it’s a Korean thing, but besides the occasional mishaps where I’ve accidently seen my friends naked, like accidently opening the bathroom door when they should have locked it or them using the girl’s change room at boxing instead of the guy’s, I can’t see myself ever being cool with purposely doing it.
10. So off Snickers went to get naked, hang out with his naked buddies, and do whatever it is that naked people do in naked spa places. I stayed in, tackled some more student emails, and stayed fully clothed.
QUESTION OF THE DAY...
Who do you share your body with?
QUOTE OF THE DAY...
Take care of your body. It's the only place you have to live.
-- Jim Rohn
Saturday, December 26, 2009
Highlights of my Day... Saturday, December 26
1. My honeymoon is officially booked! Received my hotel confirmation and plane tickets today – sweet!!!
2. Despite this upcoming week being my first official week with no real obligations, I have lots to do.
3. Today marked Day 49 of Grandpa-K’s death and so Snickers headed out to attend the ceremony. I originally had anticipated going along with him but pulled out last minute on account that I felt I was intruding.
4. Headed off to Dankook for a run. I went for one of my hard runs, meaning that I loaded up on the clothes. Seriously, I felt like a contestant on “The Biggest Loser” because in addition to the tank top, “second skin” shirt, sweater, and Adidas winter training jacket I had on, I also had on a pair of leggings, my “second skin” pants, my Adidas winter training pants, runners, and a baseball cap on.
5. Running with all those layers on definitely makes for a hard run but apparently, despite all my layers and my decreased speed, I still managed to out run 22 Dankook University sports students who were also out on the trail running.
6. Getting asked if I was a student by the sports students’ coach made me feel quite proud. I’m 29, my fiancé is 25, and yet so many people think we’re the same age. Snickers appears young because of his immature silliness and joking manner, but apparently I appear young because I look young – sweet. I’ll take that!
7. Snickers returning to Ggum Guum and being presented the presents sent from my family instantly sent him into giggle-mode. My parents sent him a sweater and chocolates, and yes, I was jealous. I didn’t get any presents but Snickers gave me one of his Reese Pieces chocolates.
8. For the next half hour or so, Snickers thought it funny to practice what he’d say if he were to call up my mom and say thank you. He had trouble with how exactly to address her. He started off with calling her “Mommy” but the funniest was when he accidentally called her “Baby”… hahaha.
9. Japan here WE come?!... maybe. With Snickers’ coach not being so productive with setting up fights for him, frustrations are raising and today crap hit the fan at his boxing club. Japan continues to tug on Snickers’ sleeve, but Canada is presenting him some very tempting opportunities, and Snickers is itching to leave Korea now more than ever.
10. So on that note, I told Snickers to go relax and hang out with his friends. I headed off to Dankook to work while he had fun. My professional portfolio is due this week and so I’ve got that one last thing to do for the school. Snickers showed up around 1am to come help me out and to drive me home.
QUESTION OF THE DAY...
Where will we go next year?
QUOTE OF THE DAY...
Home is where the heart is.
-- Author Unknown
2. Despite this upcoming week being my first official week with no real obligations, I have lots to do.
Things to do this week:2. No sooner did Snickers kiss me on the forehead and head out the door for Granny-K’s house but a delivery man arrived. Two packages arrived from my parents in Canada, both were for Snickers.
a. set up an appointment at the Canadian Embassy
b. get, fill out, and get notorized the documents required for our wedding
c. deal with cashing out my pension
d. go ring shopping for Snickers’ wedding band
e. complete and hand in my teaching portfolio
f. clean out my desk at Dankook
g. dye my hair – yes, again
h. mail my Christmas presents… oops, a little late
3. Today marked Day 49 of Grandpa-K’s death and so Snickers headed out to attend the ceremony. I originally had anticipated going along with him but pulled out last minute on account that I felt I was intruding.
4. Headed off to Dankook for a run. I went for one of my hard runs, meaning that I loaded up on the clothes. Seriously, I felt like a contestant on “The Biggest Loser” because in addition to the tank top, “second skin” shirt, sweater, and Adidas winter training jacket I had on, I also had on a pair of leggings, my “second skin” pants, my Adidas winter training pants, runners, and a baseball cap on.
5. Running with all those layers on definitely makes for a hard run but apparently, despite all my layers and my decreased speed, I still managed to out run 22 Dankook University sports students who were also out on the trail running.
6. Getting asked if I was a student by the sports students’ coach made me feel quite proud. I’m 29, my fiancé is 25, and yet so many people think we’re the same age. Snickers appears young because of his immature silliness and joking manner, but apparently I appear young because I look young – sweet. I’ll take that!
7. Snickers returning to Ggum Guum and being presented the presents sent from my family instantly sent him into giggle-mode. My parents sent him a sweater and chocolates, and yes, I was jealous. I didn’t get any presents but Snickers gave me one of his Reese Pieces chocolates.
8. For the next half hour or so, Snickers thought it funny to practice what he’d say if he were to call up my mom and say thank you. He had trouble with how exactly to address her. He started off with calling her “Mommy” but the funniest was when he accidentally called her “Baby”… hahaha.
9. Japan here WE come?!... maybe. With Snickers’ coach not being so productive with setting up fights for him, frustrations are raising and today crap hit the fan at his boxing club. Japan continues to tug on Snickers’ sleeve, but Canada is presenting him some very tempting opportunities, and Snickers is itching to leave Korea now more than ever.
10. So on that note, I told Snickers to go relax and hang out with his friends. I headed off to Dankook to work while he had fun. My professional portfolio is due this week and so I’ve got that one last thing to do for the school. Snickers showed up around 1am to come help me out and to drive me home.
QUESTION OF THE DAY...
Where will we go next year?
QUOTE OF THE DAY...
Home is where the heart is.
-- Author Unknown
Friday, December 25, 2009
Highlights of my Day... Friday, December 25
1. Christmas isn’t Christmas without all the fixings – mom’s Polish cabbage rolls, the tasting of the cabbage rolls late on Christmas Eve, the candlelit Christmas Eve service, Dad reading the Bible on Christmas morning, the house overly decorated from top to bottom, loads of cookies flooding the kitchen table, and Jesus’ birthday cake.
2. There were no Polish cabbage rolls for me this Christmas but I thought I’d start my own Christmas tradition by cooking up quite a storm for breakfast for Snickers and I.
3. Last night Snickers and I headed over to a local church to watch a Christmas performance. It was nice but very strange. It was strange in the fact that they sang “Hollywood carols”, like “Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer”, during the production, and they started the show off with a guest appearance from Santa. Ya… strange, but there was also the fact that apparently everyone in the audience was also involved in the show, meaning that when they asked for all those involved to get on stage for a group shot, EVERYONE got on stage. Snickers and I were the only ones not in the show but they asked us to get in for the picture.
4. As for decorations, somehow in my move from Sambu to Ggum Guum my Christmas tree got lost and so I had no tree this year. My tree decorations only made it so far as the floor and that’s exactly where they sat on Christmas, in a sad looking Ziploc bag.
5. Most of today was spent doing absolutely nothing but relaxing on the floor and watching Christmas movies. On TV, they were showing the Home Alone trilogy and so we watched that.
6. I had anticipated creating yet another storm in the kitchen for dinner but Snickers gave me a break and instead took me out for dinner. We dined at Abis and had pasta, definitely not a traditional Polish Christmas dinner but it was delish. Yesterday we bought a Baskin Robins ice cream cake to replace the traditional white cross cake my mom makes for Jesus’ birthday. We indulged in it after dinner. And the loads of cookies that usually flood the kitchen table at the Polish Paradise (my parents’ house), were replaced with chocolate chip shortbread cookies Snickers and I made the other day. We indulged in them too. 
7. There were no exchanging of gifts between Snickers and I. In fact, there were no Christmas presents this year.
8. Text message Christmas wishes flooded my phone today, as did messages from students inquiring about their marks – nice. For the most part, I’d have to say that 80% of those who complain about their marks and ask me to “do them a favor” (aka. lie and change their mark – which I REFUSE to do), deserve nothing short of a good kick to their head, seriously. I gave them 16 weeks to make themselves a mark they’d like and so I have no sympathy for students who wait till AFTER the 16 week semester to fight for their mark. If only they had tried as hard in the semester as they did after the exam, then maybe they would have got a mark that was satisfactory.
9. Got an email from my promoter and it totally brought some much needed cheer into my Christmas.
2. There were no Polish cabbage rolls for me this Christmas but I thought I’d start my own Christmas tradition by cooking up quite a storm for breakfast for Snickers and I.
3. Last night Snickers and I headed over to a local church to watch a Christmas performance. It was nice but very strange. It was strange in the fact that they sang “Hollywood carols”, like “Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer”, during the production, and they started the show off with a guest appearance from Santa. Ya… strange, but there was also the fact that apparently everyone in the audience was also involved in the show, meaning that when they asked for all those involved to get on stage for a group shot, EVERYONE got on stage. Snickers and I were the only ones not in the show but they asked us to get in for the picture. 4. As for decorations, somehow in my move from Sambu to Ggum Guum my Christmas tree got lost and so I had no tree this year. My tree decorations only made it so far as the floor and that’s exactly where they sat on Christmas, in a sad looking Ziploc bag.5. Most of today was spent doing absolutely nothing but relaxing on the floor and watching Christmas movies. On TV, they were showing the Home Alone trilogy and so we watched that.
6. I had anticipated creating yet another storm in the kitchen for dinner but Snickers gave me a break and instead took me out for dinner. We dined at Abis and had pasta, definitely not a traditional Polish Christmas dinner but it was delish. Yesterday we bought a Baskin Robins ice cream cake to replace the traditional white cross cake my mom makes for Jesus’ birthday. We indulged in it after dinner. And the loads of cookies that usually flood the kitchen table at the Polish Paradise (my parents’ house), were replaced with chocolate chip shortbread cookies Snickers and I made the other day. We indulged in them too. 7. There were no exchanging of gifts between Snickers and I. In fact, there were no Christmas presents this year.8. Text message Christmas wishes flooded my phone today, as did messages from students inquiring about their marks – nice. For the most part, I’d have to say that 80% of those who complain about their marks and ask me to “do them a favor” (aka. lie and change their mark – which I REFUSE to do), deserve nothing short of a good kick to their head, seriously. I gave them 16 weeks to make themselves a mark they’d like and so I have no sympathy for students who wait till AFTER the 16 week semester to fight for their mark. If only they had tried as hard in the semester as they did after the exam, then maybe they would have got a mark that was satisfactory.
9. Got an email from my promoter and it totally brought some much needed cheer into my Christmas.
Hi Amy,
Good to hear you made it back safe and gained back a little of the weight!
Thank you too, Amy, for everything. I'm proud I was in your corner for the fight. It was a great experience for me too, and my first successful matchmake!
I stayed in Fukuoka a few more days (drank the milk you left yesterday -- now in Kobe), and kept running into people who had been at the fights. Everyone commented on how good the fight was, how it was stopped too fast (even the JBC commissioner), and how much fighting spirit you showed (you made a big impression!).
All Best Holiday & New Year's Wishes.
10. I’m so done with this year. I’m so over Christmas. I’ve been in such a blah mood lately because of the wedding, hence why I haven’t kept up with my homepage. I’m so eager to become the new “Mrs. Kim” and am counting the days down. However, I don’t know how to pinpoint what exactly it is I’m feeling because it’s a wide range of emotions. It’s ranging from bitterness and disappointment because I’m getting married soon minus all the hype of the Jack and Jills and bridal party parties that will never take place, to excitement because I’m getting married to a man I absolutely adore and think the world of, to sadness because no one will be walking me down the isle. There won’t even be an isle for me to walk down. It’ll just be a small room with a door to enter in. I don’t even have a wedding dress and am confused as to whether or not I should be even buying one. No one’s going to see it except for Snickers and I. I could show up in a brown bag and Snickers will still be all smiley and wide-eyed. He calls me beautiful even when I wake up with crazier-than-crazy fried blond hair and my bangs stuck to my forehead. I never was one of those little girls who dreamt about their wedding day but I’d like my wedding day to be different than just another day in my life. In fact, I’d like my wedding day to be more than just another day in the life of those also in my life.
QUESTION OF THE DAY...
What makes Christmas Christmas?
QUOTE OF THE DAY...
Bah humbug.
-- Scrooge
What makes Christmas Christmas?
QUOTE OF THE DAY...
Bah humbug.
-- Scrooge
Tuesday, December 22, 2009
What went down in Japan...
Okay, so it’s about time I started to put some effort towards my homepage, or at least update you all with what went down in Japan.
Japan was fabulous!!!
“Just enjoy it” was Snickers’ advice so, on that note, I headed off to Japan with Milk Dud and my promoter, G-Man, to go represent Korea in Japan. After a month of intense dieting, I felt like I had vacuum-wrapped my body because I had definitely limited my intake of liquids. Before I was able to satisfy my overly-loud milk cravings, I had to weigh-in in Japan. I arrived in Japan and was greeted by Mr. Seiki, the organizer of the tournament and my opponent’s coach. He was a 51-year-old Japanese man dressed from head-to-toe in hip-hop style and his favorite English saying was “Take it easy, man.” He was hilarious.
Had weigh-in before the official weigh-in, in addition to already being weighed-in twice already that day, but in Korea (meaning I stepped on the scale FOUR TIMES on Friday!!!). I weighed-in at 46.8kgs, the lightest I have ever been since probably grade eight. They were really professional about dealing with me as a female. They made all the guys, including my promoter and coach, leave the room so that I could weigh-in and have the doctor do a general check on me.
Japan was fabulous!!!
“Just enjoy it” was Snickers’ advice so, on that note, I headed off to Japan with Milk Dud and my promoter, G-Man, to go represent Korea in Japan. After a month of intense dieting, I felt like I had vacuum-wrapped my body because I had definitely limited my intake of liquids. Before I was able to satisfy my overly-loud milk cravings, I had to weigh-in in Japan. I arrived in Japan and was greeted by Mr. Seiki, the organizer of the tournament and my opponent’s coach. He was a 51-year-old Japanese man dressed from head-to-toe in hip-hop style and his favorite English saying was “Take it easy, man.” He was hilarious.
Had weigh-in before the official weigh-in, in addition to already being weighed-in twice already that day, but in Korea (meaning I stepped on the scale FOUR TIMES on Friday!!!). I weighed-in at 46.8kgs, the lightest I have ever been since probably grade eight. They were really professional about dealing with me as a female. They made all the guys, including my promoter and coach, leave the room so that I could weigh-in and have the doctor do a general check on me.
After weigh-in I was allowed to indulge and drink some much needed water. Loaded up on lots of veggies and chicken, and I must have drank about 3 liters of water that night!
Got a good night’s sleep and then woke up for game day.
Up until about ten minutes before my fight, I had stayed out of the public eye by staying in my personal changing room. When I entered the arena however, it felt as if all eyes and heads had been directed to turn to me. My blonde hair made me stand out like a sore thumb and many people took pictures of me. On the advertising game posters, they mentioned that I was from Korea and so I definitely confused them with my foreign looks, super blonde hair, and Korean writing on my game shorts. There were numerous Koreans in the crowd and some approached me before the game to give their support.
They the announcer called my name. I approached the ring, stepped in, and then some Japanese and Koreans in the crowd yelled out “hello!” in Korean. I turned and said hi back.
Then the bell rang and the fight began.
Then the bell rang and the fight began.
I always hate the first round. My legs never seem to be in sync with the rest of my body until the second round starts. I got her good with a hook though and it seemed like her reaction was forced into slow-motion. I watched as her head snapped back and her face contorted.
Then the second round started.
My opponent was a south paw out-fighter, the very opposite of my style. I stalked her in the ring as she bounced around. I figure I’d let her come to me, waste some of her energy while I take her punches, and then I’d square her with a good couple of hooks. Well, that was the plan but what ended up happening was the ref called the fight. At first I thought he was going to call me for having stepped on her foot but when he pulled me away and told me to go to my corner I knew something was wrong. He had called the fight, as it called it quits. He had hadn’t even so much had given me a fair count before calling the fight.
At the realization of this, my eyes instantly swelled up with tears. I put out my arms and yelled out “why?!”
I never did get an answer to my why but I knew that no matter how much of a stink I’d make over it, there was nothing I could do. They wouldn’t take back the call and let us fight again so I had no choice to accept it. Snickers’ words, “Just enjoy it”, came to mind again, so I sat down and tried to enjoy the rest of my stay in Japan. And enjoy it was definitely what I did. That night (Saturday night), Mr. Seiki took all of us out for dinner and then a grand tour of Fukuoka. The manager at the restaurant where we ate was lovin’ me and so dinner was courtesy of him – sweet!!!
Despite the obvious disappointment with my fight, Japan was awesome. Sure, I got sick and tired of having to translate things for Junior Mint, and sure I was frustrated with the fact that he still hadn’t even so much had said sorry for mocking me and not believing me when I initially told him I had a fight in Japan, Japan was still awesome. Ya… no bitterness there. Anyways, I had taken Snickers’ words to heart and had enjoyed it.
Moreover, because of my trip to Japan, I was able to see my friend Satoshi again and I was able to spend time with my promoter, G-Man, both of which are awesome guys! It was so great to see Satoshi again and G-Man’s hug at the end of my fight was exactly what I needed.
As for Fukuoka, I will definitely be back. With it’s super clean streets, modern buildings, and super beautiful blue fresh skies, I’m convinced that if Snickers wasn’t back in Korea waiting for me than I wouldn’t have returned to Korea. Plan is to return for a summer holiday with Snickers.QUESTION OF THE DAY...
Why did they call my fight?
QUOTE OF THE DAY...
Just enjoy it.
-- Snickers
Tuesday, December 15, 2009
A Quick Update...
I'm so super busy, correction, I'm so super distracted with so many things, so here's a quick video I took to hold you over.
Saturday, December 12, 2009
Yes, I am still here...
To say "I am busy" would be the understatement of the year by me.I guess a more appropriate word would be "distracted". I have too many distractions going on. With the end of my school work year quickly approaching, my fight approaching even quicker, and then planning my wedding and honeymoon, ya... I've been definitely distracted.
Having said that, I will definitely update you this weekend. Am hoping to set up my web cam and do a little video for you all.
Thanks for hanging in there while I "undistract" myself... hahaha... is that even such a word?!
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