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Tuesday, July 30, 2013

Livin' free & easy

Here are some of my favorite pictures from this past weekend experiencing more of beautiful Korea.


Make a wish and stack your rock on top.


At the top of Seoraksan Mountain. 

Sinheungsa, an amazing Buddha in Seoraksan National Park. 

Just beautiful.





After I made it to the top of the mountain. 





It was an amazing trip. 
I'll be posting more pictures from it soon. 
Until then....

Stay true, stay real. 
H. 


Friday, July 26, 2013

Two Months Down

Today is the day I can say I've been in Korea two months since May. 
Did that rhyme work? I feel it was a bad attempt. 
 Anyway, I have been a bit MIA this past week, that probably stems from the fact that I've been teaching and living and just been super busy. So, to make up for the lack of posts, here is list of the top ten things I've learned since I've been living on my own.  In a foreign country.  Far, far away from home. 

Ahem.
Number One.
I don't talk to myself.
(I'm sure a few of you were surprised by that one)

Number Two.
But I do sing.  A lot.  At any given time.

Number Three.
I like air conditioning, but I don't like paying for it.

Number Four. 
Cooking doesn't suck.  Entirely.

Number Five.
I can't cook.

Number Six. 
I hate the smell of trash.
I also hate taking out the trash.

Number Seven. 
Imma P.I.M.P.
Passionate Independent Mamacita Pastry puff
(Ok, pastry puff doesn't entirely make sense, but I was thinking about food while I wrote this.)

Number Eight.
I'm a people person.
As if that was a surprise.

Number Nine.  
I like dryers.
I like the way they make my clothes warm and soft. I like the way they dry my clothes. I like the way they allow me to be lazy.  I even like the lent they produce-- ok, that's a lie.
Seriously though, I miss my clothes dryer.

Number Ten. 
I miss my mom and dad like an American who moves to Korea misses Wal-Mart.
Also, I miss Wal-Mart.


Stay true, stay real. 
H. 


Wednesday, July 24, 2013

Grocery Time With Thrifty Sunshine

Just a few observations from my recent grocery shopping outing. 
Enjoy. 
 
 
A whole aisle dedicated to the Brits.
This is all tea.
Well, mostly tea.
 
 
Squididlyumptious.
 
Aside from the leg making a cameo in this picture, don't the fish look drop dead delicious?
Fresh fish e'rrday!
 
And last but not least, Ken and Barbie hair products.
These will be souvenirs for everyone.
 
Stay true, stay real.
H.


Monday, July 8, 2013

A How To...

How To Survive Korea During a 94% Humidity Rainy Season: 

1. Do Laundry- You don't. Unless you prefer your clothes damp for days, causing Mildew City in your apartment. 

2. Get Dressed- You don't.  Convince your boss and co-workers that it's against your religion to wear clothes.  They'll understand.  

3. Dry Off After a Shower- You don't.  Consider yourself and wet mangy beast for at least a few days, cause that humidity isn't working with you or your hair. 

4. Fix Your Hair- See number 3. 

5. Sleep- You don't.  During this time, you will be known as a raccoon. You will become nocturnal, but you won't sleep during the day either.  You will also inherit the dark circles around their eyes, and nothing will cover it up. 

6. Not Stick to Everything You Touch- You don't. You have miraculously become the lifesize form of Stick-Um.  Look on the brightside, if you lose something all you have to do is a quick body search and you'll find it within seconds.

7. Keep Your Skin at a Moderate Level of Oiliness- You can't and you won't.  Might as well sop up your greasy forehead before getting out that cooking oil, it'll save you money in the long run. 

8. Entertain Yourself- You don't.  You will sit there for hours because you know how miserable it is to move any inch of your body.  You have become a sloth, and it doesn't scare you. 

9. Exercise- There is no need.  By the time you've walked to work, you've already sweat out all the water in your body (notice: you're still not wearing any clothes, so at least that's less laundry to do). 

10. Live- Very Carefully. This will be a challenge, but this can't last forever, right?!?

Stay true, stay real.
H.

Things Korean Kids Say 4



Me: "Whats your favorite animal, Kevin?" 
Kevin: "The Bieber!" 

Sorry a seven year old Korean kid had to out you, Justin.  Now everyone knows you're an animal. 

Stay true, stay real.
H. 

Tuesday, July 2, 2013

That time I did yoga...

Let me preface this post by saying that Koreans are freakishly flexible.  Like, bend their head between their legs while standing up flexible, and somehow they're still smiling.  Needless to say, when entering the yoga room, I was way out of my league. 

        To begin, I did intend for myself to turn into an aforementioned insanely bendy Asian by the time I was done with this class.  I will forewarn you that this did not happen, but here's what did.  I walked into the dimly lit room, mats were laid out, so I picked my spot and began my pre-stretch.  You know, the ones that you lazily do just to make it look like you know what you're doing.  One of my newly acquainted friends was in the room, so as I was "stretching," I timidly announced to her how nervous and inflexible I am.  She, being of the unnaturally flexible Asian ethnic group, tells me she believes in me.  So naive.  The instructor walked in and my friend tells her something in Korean as she's pointing me, and they both giggle.  That was reassuring.  The class began and the first thing I notice is the Britney Spears song playing in the background.  Ok, I can dig, I thought.  Mind you, the lady teaching spoke in complete Korean the entire time, so the American songs she played were comforting, even if it was "Britney bitch."  The lady had us sitting on the floor Indian style, only the more bendy, contraption-y version.  I accomplished this and felt progress had been made.  Then, after a few semingly easy moves, she creates a perfect triangle with her body, having her feet planted on the ground and her hands stretched out in front and her bootay in the air.  We were to mimick her.  I looked more like a rainbow than a triangle, but it's all about the process, right?  From this position, she begins twisting and turning her body in ways only octopus legs should move.  All along, I'm trying my hardest to recreate the position with my stiff American muscles.  We went from simple movements, to ahh hell no movements in minutes.  I began sweating, and not because I was working hard, but because I knew everyone was watching me look like someone playing Twister without all the colored dots.  You know how in class if a teacher notices you're doing something wrong and she lightly taps you on the shoulder before she ever so nicely tell you that you've messed up enirely?  Well, let's just say I got something wrong, a lot.  If my butt was down enough, my legs weren't straight.  If my back was arched perfectly, then you better believe my squatting dog looked like a preying cheetah.  Without saying a word, she would manuever my body in the direction it needed to be.  This was both sad and unnerving.  I don't know about you, but my body doesn't like being touched when it's sweating, okayyy!?!  At one point, I did notice something quite profound about myself--I need a pedicure in a bad way.  Maybe even just a nice scrub would do them a world of a difference, just something!  I probably should have been focusing on watching the instructor, but again, it's all about the process, people.  As I started hoping more and more that the class would just be over already, she went to turbo mode.  If it hadn't been for R. Kelly singing "World's Greatest" in the background, I would have gone splitville on that class.  When he sang, "I'm that star up in the sky," you better believe I was singing that song to myself.  I was the shiny star up in that sky, and I knew I could get my leg higher and my back arched even more.  I was going to survive.  And I was going to be extremely sore the next day.  As my groove for this whole relaxing your body through tormenting muscle flexing exercises reached its climax, it was time for cool down.  Oh, the inevitable.  Once I untangled my body, I contemplated going home and practicing, but the fridge caught my eye.  I do have to say that yoga is hard core, and generally meant for super tiny Asian people and not stalky Americans.  So, of course, I'll be going back next week!


Stay true, stay real.
H.

Monday, July 1, 2013

Things Korean Kids Say 3

Girl- (singing) "We will, we will rock you."
Boy- "What does that mean?"
Girl- "You don't need to know."
Boy- "Teacher, what means 'rock you?'"

I hesitantly moved on with my lesson.
One day I will introduce their impressionable minds to Queen, but today was not the day.

Stay true, stay real.
H.