1. Shoveled down my "breakfast of champions", jumped into some comfy clothes, and then raced it off to my bus. I had Korean language tutoring in Seoul, like I do every week, but today I was feeling particularly tired. I went to bed around 2am, woke up at 6am, and felt like I hadn't slept a wink.
2. My Korean homework got smoked... yikes. Needless to say, my daily Korean diary takes me a good hour to write. I'm such a perfectionist with many things and I've been really trying to use new words and utilize more of the new grammar points I've learned. But in addition to my daily diary writing, my teacher also assigns about 20 workbook pages and then every other week I get a list of about 20 sentences that I have to translate into Korean.
3. I bombed on this week's translations and was quite frustrated at the silly, silly mistakes I made... dang.
4. Crashed on the bus as soon as my head hit the headrest. Upon arriving in Cheonan, I dragged myself home and then crashed on the floor for the rest of the afternoon.
5. Q arrived to find me totally sprawled out on the floor and out like a light. "I don't want to do anything tonight... so... good night" I said and then I rolled over and went back to sleep. I just wanted to be left alone.
6. The other day I got word that yes, I had a fight but that I had no opponent. "Don't worry, we'll still pay you" they said. Still pay me... pay me for what?! For a fight that's not going to happen?!!! Dang. I was still pretty ticked about it today, crushed actually. You see, there's a whole process that happens leading up to a fight. It's called schmoozing with the sponsors, taking drastic measures with your diet, facing the stress of getting weighed-in twice a day, and doing other stuff like early morning long runs and whatnot. So I'm going to stress myself out for the next three weeks on the notion that they might find me an opponent?!... I don't think so. And so on that note, I turned my phone off and didn't go to boxing.
7. Q went to boxing alone tonight. He and I both knew this meant he'd be forced to face Junior Mint's drilling questions about why I was unreachable and hadn't showed up, so I decided to cook Q a wickedly delicious dinner. Pan fried Montreal chicken on top of whole wheat pasta, drowned in a three cheese pasta sauce, and surrounded by a melody of stir-fried veggies. It was delish.
8. I'm such a guy in that the way to my heart is threw my stomach. Leave those roses for the next girl, thanks. So when Q showed up after training with a bucket full packed with a variety of ice creams from Baskin Robins, a smile that stretched from ear to ear instantly flooded my face. I haven't had ice cream since my summer trip to Canada. Come to think of it, I haven't done a lot of things since my Canada trip.
9. Ahhhh... ice cream. You are my true love... hahaha. I think Mi Nam was jealous... hahaha.
10. Later, just as I was going to bed, I turned my cell phone back on. Six missed messages, four from Junior Mint, one from Panty Boy Jr., and one from the Cheonan Trump. Tonight the Cheonan Trump left for the States and so he texted me, promising me a big compensation if I win my fight.
QUESTION OF THE DAY...
What's your flavour?
QUOTE OF THE DAY...
When you come to the end of your rope, tie a knot and hang on.
-- Franklin D. Roosevelt
As the story has it, one day I headed to the opposite side of the globe – the Flipside. I arrived in Korea February 16th, 2005 and thought I’d do a year, then leave. I was wrong. I stayed, launched my first company, Flipside Fitness, and then opened Korea's largest boxing club, Hulk's Boxing (now called Hulk's Club).
After 11.5yrs in Korea, I then picked up one day and returned to Toronto, Canada. But then I left again.
Now I live in the Philippines where I am the CEO and head coach of Empowered Clubhouse, the Philippines' first and only boxing clubhouse exclusively just for women. I also am the founder of the Lil' Sistas Project, CEO and designer of Slay Gear and Baa Baa Black Sheep .Ph.
5 comments:
Yo-yo Am. Sure am glad to see the Am-ster back on track. And between you and me, haters will always be out there. You can't please the idiots and you can't educate the fools. You just have to roll with the punches but that should be easy for you, Ms. Polish Boxer.
I just wanted to note that I am happy you decided to continue your blog. I've been following your blog for the past two years and have always found your writing to be refreshingly funny and I comend you for sticking to your guns and remaining true to you.
Don't let anyone ever tell you can't be whatever you want to be.
exactly
I totally agree with you Just an On-looker
I know how that feels. I don't know if it's because I hate sleep, or because I'm 17, but I hardly get any sleep anymore. I'm lucky to get 6 solid hours.
20 workbook pages sounds a lot harder than just 20 sentences! It sucks to see something you worked on to be destroyed by some teacher. Just gotta keep on keepin' on.
I always want to be left alone, yet I want to be with people. It's weird. Some balance I need to find.
Much <3
-Bman
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