Distrustfulness

I'm not sure if that's a word. But Korea has made me suspicious of well-dressed Koreans, who are very polite, and speak English well. This is very rude of me, but I'll explain why. Out of the 15 or so times random Korean people have approached me on the street, 13 have been Jehova's Witnesses or Mormons.

Neither of those two things are bad, but they can be very pushy. "I'm sorry, I'm busy now. Thank you though." does not work. It is wonderful that you care enough about something that you want other people to feel that same sense of joy and happiness, but please be polite if it's quite clear someone isn't interested.

Some are much more polite about it than others. The one outside the store tonight, not so much. Sigh.

8 months

i've been in korea for 8 months as of today, weird!

the story authors

The two authors of the previously posted stories. Hannah on the left, Diana on the right. You can see one of their new works in the background.

Update: The third story, and the third author.

i hate orange juice

So yesterday morning I was bringing my recycling to the basement. One of which was a bottle of orange juice. It had a tiny bit left in it. Well apparently it was older than I thought because the bottle had filled with gas and heavily pressurized itself. So when I took the cap off, it shot off like a bullet and hit me in the face.

I have a decent bruise on my eyelid and a scratch on my lip. If it had gone 1mm closer to my face I'd probably be blind in my left eye now, haha.

Obviously I should not recycle.

Fireworks!

Larry's birthday was on Friday, one of his gifts was some fireworks. So obviously we gathered a bunch of people and went to the park at midnight to shoot them off. Quality on the second one is lame because I had to brighten it to see everyone.

a crazy god

one more story, same students. same rules.

Ashley: Once upon a time, there was a god.

Hannah: The god was crazy.

He was going to make something.

It was a sheep.

He also made oranges because he was hungry.

But the sheep ate the oranges.

The god was mad and yelled at the sheep.

And the god killed the sheep.

He drank the sheep’s blood.

And he ate the sheep’s body.

Suddenly he became bigger.

Then the god killed himself.

He killed himself because the sheep’s body was made of cheese, and the god hated cheese. He didn’t know the sheep was made of cheese.

But he rose from his graveyard and started to kill people.

The world was full of people’s blood, and it tasted like grape juice.

And the bodies tasted like cheese.

He took the bodies to space, and drank the blood.

And he was dead because he hated grape juice.

Who Let the Dog Big

So the same two students wrote a story today in class. It didn't intend to end up where it did, but it still ended up there... They alternated writing every line.

Who Let the Dog Out

Hannah: There was a hamster.

Ashley: The hamster was huge like an elephant.

So the hamster was famous for being so huge.

The hamster was sad because he became bigger and bigger every day.

The one day the hamster saw a dog.

And he fell in love with the dog.

The dog was getting smaller every day.

Unfortunately, the dog was scared of the hamster.

But the hamster loved the dog anyways.

The hamster shared his nuts with the dog every day.

Unfortunately, the dog hated nuts.

The hamster didn’t know that.

One day, the dog went to the hamster’s house and said that the hamster’s nuts were disgusting.

When he heard that from the dog he was so sad, but suddenly this body was becoming smaller.

Then the dog became bigger than the hamster.

The hamster was so surprised, and shout the song “Who Let the Dogs Big!?”

And so the dog said, “Woof! Woof! Woof! Woof! Woof!

They sang all day long together, and they fell in love.”

The End

who let the dogs out

that's what two of my smartest students were singing all class. 12 year old song, one i wish i never remembered, and they somehow manage to find it, haha. curse you ashley and hannah.

kitty pics

i empathize

my cat (kimchi) just went in to be spayed today. just got her home, she is very confused. she keeps falling over and wandering slowly around, then falling over so more. pictures incoming soon.

women taxi drivers

it took me over 7 months, but i finally saw my first woman taxi driver today. crazy.