2. While everyone mingled and chatted it up in the staff room, I checked my email and did my own thing. I'm sure they're a group of great people but I don't really care to meet new people and I don't really like mixing business with pleasure. Having said that though, the two dudes I met at Immigration the other week seem pretty cool. Turns out one of them is currently training for a marathon and so that's definitely impressive.
3. Must admit that I'm exceptionally optimistic about this new semester at work. Not only do we have a whole new crew of professors but with all these new coworkers has come a sense of freshness and new possibilities. Yes, I liked many of my former coworkers but it was evident that there were clear groups among us and so that divided us. I, for one, was never in any particular group and, if anything, I associated myself more with the office assistants. I went to work to work. Business and pleasure were two different things to me, things I tried hard not to mix while at the university working.
4. Although I'm teaching a course that is similar to pulling teeth (English reading), I am also teaching listening and pronunciation, and my schedule rocks!!!
Monday: 9:20am - 1pm (2 classes)5. Finally got down to business with my Korean homework. Designated my whole afternoon to my studies.
Tuesday: 11:20am - 3pm (2 classes)
Wednesday: 9:20am - 1pm (2 classes)
Thursday: 9:20am - 3pm (3 classes)
Friday: day off
6. At training today Gangster Oppa was there. He greeted me with a huge smile, congratulated me on my game, and continued to be all buddy-buddy with me long after our initial conversation. I guess I'm "cool" again now his books. Thanks but no thanks. I've never cared to be cool.
7. Left boxing super exhausted and super hungry. Earlier on today I had bought some sushi from the Galleria, hoping that Q and I would share it later but I ended up eating it all after boxing. I was so hungry. At first I noted that it tasted a bit off but I thought it was just because I've never really had this particular fish before. So I disregarded the strange taste and wolfed it down.
8. An hour later, if that, the fish hit me right in the gut and so I couldn't do anything but curl up on the couch and pray that I wasn't dying.
9. Q rushed over and found me curled up on the floor and moaning. He suggested I go to the hospital but it was late and I hate hospitals. Canadian hospitals with their long waiting times are what will kill you and Korean hospitals with their "needle-in-the-butt" solution for every disease or problem under the sun are no better.
10. So there I stayed for the rest of the evening, curled up and trying to sweat it out.
QUESTION OF THE DAY...
Before we work on artificial intelligence why don't we do something about natural stupidity?
QUOTE OF THE DAY...
It is impossible to defeat an ignorant man in argument.
-- William G. McAdoo
2 comments:
I know it sounds stupid, but I inherited "gas" problems from my mother. It's not fart gas, its stomach gas. It bottles up in my lower stomach, sitting there like a balloon, slowing delfating, painfully. This always happens when I over eat, and sometimes just randomly. So I think I know what you mean. One of the worst feelings ever, aside from hemroids...I'd rub your belly and make you soup to get you better! =D
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Bman
Hey Bman,
Hahaha... sorry, I shouldn't be laughing but your comment sounded funny. Mi Nam can emphatize (sp?!) with you though. I didn't really have such a bad tummy ache, it was more or less rebelling against me for eating more than it's use to. Thanks for volunteering to help... hahaha ;)
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