Trying to explain your ethnic culture, including food, words, shopping preferences, etc. can get exhausting after a while. I think that is why sometimes it's just easier to be friends with people who are from a similar cultural background as you. You don't have to deal with all that awkward, "Well my culture deals with it like this," or "My culture's food smells like that because," business. It's a balancing act, really. So this whole hyphenated consciousness we as Americans deal with everyday (Korean-American, Jamaican-American, Italian-Irish-Cherokee-American) is like a teeter-totter trying to stay even, but never fully succeeding.
I think I just don't have the patience to deal with people who don't "get" me right off the bat. Or maybe I'm just tired. I've been hungry and exhausted all day. I'm a big fat cranky baby. So sue me. And put me to bed. G'night.
2.05.2009
2.04.2009
Goood Foood Goood Tiiimes
I found a Todai in BJ! But it is freaking expensive... 198 kuai for lunch, which is like, 30 US bucks!! Even so, I think it would be worth it... I heard the food is good quality and with lots of variety... I just might put it down for my bday wish list ^^; I'm really cravin' some raw slices of mercury on top of acidified starch right now...
I'm in the process of sorting through all my junk right now, and I have so much of it. Why are women (in general) such pack rats? We keep that extra little thingy that goes with the other piece of another thingy that we will never use just in case that random part of the thingy will possibly go missing/break/fall off or the world will come to an end if we don't save it for a thingy day that will never come. It's hard to part with thingys that usually go unseen in our daily life, but hold a special thingy-shaped place in our hearts... and I think that is the difference between men and women. Guys don't have that thingy-shaped hole in their hearts like women do. So easy.
We met up as a team for the first time in over a month, and it felt good. I've missed hanging out and talking with my teammates... we are a very ecclectic and interesting bunch. Our conversation tonight ranged from leeches to theories on creationism to the price of food in Korea. I love my team :) We had some beef tacos tonight... deeeeelish. Rebecca and Jeff are one lean mean cooking team! We stuffed ourselves silly.
Goodnight, loved ones!
I'm in the process of sorting through all my junk right now, and I have so much of it. Why are women (in general) such pack rats? We keep that extra little thingy that goes with the other piece of another thingy that we will never use just in case that random part of the thingy will possibly go missing/break/fall off or the world will come to an end if we don't save it for a thingy day that will never come. It's hard to part with thingys that usually go unseen in our daily life, but hold a special thingy-shaped place in our hearts... and I think that is the difference between men and women. Guys don't have that thingy-shaped hole in their hearts like women do. So easy.
We met up as a team for the first time in over a month, and it felt good. I've missed hanging out and talking with my teammates... we are a very ecclectic and interesting bunch. Our conversation tonight ranged from leeches to theories on creationism to the price of food in Korea. I love my team :) We had some beef tacos tonight... deeeeelish. Rebecca and Jeff are one lean mean cooking team! We stuffed ourselves silly.
Goodnight, loved ones!
2.03.2009
Sparks
I woke up this morning to the sound of our front door squeaking open: My roommates are home! I was bleary-eyed, smelly, and messy-haired, but I gave them all huge hugs of welcome. Home seems like home, now that the sounds of other people in the house fill the silent corners of my formerly single-membered residence.
I spent most of the day rearranging, reorganizing, and cleaning out my new private bedroom. I had Bridget Jones' Diary and Edge of Reason playing in the background throughout the day, and revisited my old friends Bridge, Mark, and Daniel. There's something very appealing about a frumpy chubby Texan-with-a-British-accent who wins the heart of not only one above-average attractive Brit, but two, and double that one more time, with the sequel.
Ate lunch at a neighborhood favorite, what we like to call the "Muslim" restaurant with the roomies, and talked about their backpacking trip through Malaysia. They came back rosy from the sun and weary-eyed from their red-eye flight.
Did some yoga in the afternoon, and was reminded of my extreme lack of balance and flexibility, and a bit turned off by the vibrating humming of a man chanting throughout the soundtrack of the DVD. Makes me feel weird. Hopefully by summertime, I'll be able to do one of those poses without my back leg trembling like crazy (what's up with that??) and making my leg flex as straightly as the oddly masculine-yet-femininely attractive lady on the DVD.
I'm trying to be healthy with all the free time on my hands these days, so I've started tracking my calories and physical activity throughout the day. Most of the time these kinds of things don't last for me, but my goal is at least two weeks, for now. Yesterday was a whopping 2,487 calories (it might have something to do with the Dairy Queen Oreo Blizzard I had while waiting at the theater for Australia -_-;;), but I kind of made up for it with my 1,584 calorie food count today.
Tomorrow is our first team meeting in like, FOREVER, so it will be weird-awkward-good to see everyone all together again. I kind of wasted a lot of time doing nothing productive since I've been back, so I'm kinda nervous about seeing everyone else and 'fessing up to the fact.
Oh well, here goes.
I spent most of the day rearranging, reorganizing, and cleaning out my new private bedroom. I had Bridget Jones' Diary and Edge of Reason playing in the background throughout the day, and revisited my old friends Bridge, Mark, and Daniel. There's something very appealing about a frumpy chubby Texan-with-a-British-accent who wins the heart of not only one above-average attractive Brit, but two, and double that one more time, with the sequel.
Ate lunch at a neighborhood favorite, what we like to call the "Muslim" restaurant with the roomies, and talked about their backpacking trip through Malaysia. They came back rosy from the sun and weary-eyed from their red-eye flight.
Did some yoga in the afternoon, and was reminded of my extreme lack of balance and flexibility, and a bit turned off by the vibrating humming of a man chanting throughout the soundtrack of the DVD. Makes me feel weird. Hopefully by summertime, I'll be able to do one of those poses without my back leg trembling like crazy (what's up with that??) and making my leg flex as straightly as the oddly masculine-yet-femininely attractive lady on the DVD.
I'm trying to be healthy with all the free time on my hands these days, so I've started tracking my calories and physical activity throughout the day. Most of the time these kinds of things don't last for me, but my goal is at least two weeks, for now. Yesterday was a whopping 2,487 calories (it might have something to do with the Dairy Queen Oreo Blizzard I had while waiting at the theater for Australia -_-;;), but I kind of made up for it with my 1,584 calorie food count today.
Tomorrow is our first team meeting in like, FOREVER, so it will be weird-awkward-good to see everyone all together again. I kind of wasted a lot of time doing nothing productive since I've been back, so I'm kinda nervous about seeing everyone else and 'fessing up to the fact.
Oh well, here goes.
1.02.2009
Holiday Lull
School is pretty much over, students will be going back to their hometowns soon...
I caught a cold that's running its course through my body now... It feels like I'm gagging up my lungs every time I cough...
My roomies and I are leaving for a 3 day trip up north to HB, where the low currently hits -10F...
I made dduk gook for myself this morning, and now the dduk is bbooruhing in my stomach so I feel super full right now...
Happy New Year.
I caught a cold that's running its course through my body now... It feels like I'm gagging up my lungs every time I cough...
My roomies and I are leaving for a 3 day trip up north to HB, where the low currently hits -10F...
I made dduk gook for myself this morning, and now the dduk is bbooruhing in my stomach so I feel super full right now...
Happy New Year.
12.14.2008
Hao zhou bu jian
So it's been a long time since I've posted. I'm alive. My nails are painted red. Bridge Cafe in the morning is the most beautiful time of the day.
"I love morning sunlight--it's crisp and golden, with a bit of sweetness thrown in...kind of like a well-made waffle."
"I love morning sunlight--it's crisp and golden, with a bit of sweetness thrown in...kind of like a well-made waffle."
10.21.2008
Remotivation
Through our team meeting today, I have been remotivated to capture our campus' students' hearts for J.Cool. I've been desiring this for a long time, and I think Dad has finally started His work in this area of my life. I was randomly shuffling through some songs in my playlist, and I came across "Guhrisoodoh ae gaejuhl"... it's been a long time. When I heard that chorus for about the 6 billionth time, I broke down crying. I don't know why, I just was overcome with emotion. I had forgotten this vision. I had forgotten this rap. I had become so lost in the drudgery and work, that I forgot to remind myself everyday what calling I was working for.
As we drew out our trust goals and numbers for this year, I knew I could dream big. I knew I had to. This was something I needed to push for this year, not just to get big numbers and achieve big goals, but to achieve the GC. These young people are the future of their country and of this world. If I don't take advantage of the fact that I am here during this revolutionary time, I am missing out on being an effective worker in a strategic place at a strategic time.
So I jumpstarted my outreach, not for the purpose of doing "well" in my min. I jumpstarted it, because I realized I had been sleeping for the last year, and I needed to wake up. Step up. There is so much potential for great things to happen, miracles to happen, in the next couple months, the next year, the next decade. I can't let this chance slip by without putting my fingerprints all over it.
As we drew out our trust goals and numbers for this year, I knew I could dream big. I knew I had to. This was something I needed to push for this year, not just to get big numbers and achieve big goals, but to achieve the GC. These young people are the future of their country and of this world. If I don't take advantage of the fact that I am here during this revolutionary time, I am missing out on being an effective worker in a strategic place at a strategic time.
So I jumpstarted my outreach, not for the purpose of doing "well" in my min. I jumpstarted it, because I realized I had been sleeping for the last year, and I needed to wake up. Step up. There is so much potential for great things to happen, miracles to happen, in the next couple months, the next year, the next decade. I can't let this chance slip by without putting my fingerprints all over it.
10.19.2008
Dad-filled Day... not.
I just got back from a P & W session from a friends house, and I feel bush wacked. I was shown through the HS that this special Day for Dad had been filled with activities and events where I had done things to Him, and not with Him or for Him. I remedied that right away.
Other than that, here are the things I did today to Him:
-Prepped some bookmarks to remind people to rap for East Asia
-Went to building: tried to focus on songs, failed miserably on focusing on the message
-Wrote letters to home, with sp content
-Met with MSN couple and M couple, talked a lot about Dad and what He's doing all across this nation and the world
-Went to P & W session at friends house
A lot, huh? And I did all that to Him, with very little focus on Him at all. Makes me ashamed, makes me also wonder how many "cool" people do this on a daily basis. When will this lukewarm generation get sick and tired of pretending and going through the motions? I'm sick and tired of myself. Hypocrites. The major reason why this generation's Western culture avoids "coolness" like the Plague. Make me a solid, true, honest, genuine, passionate, open, fair, humble, gentle, understanding, unprejudiced woman, Dad.
Other than that, here are the things I did today to Him:
-Prepped some bookmarks to remind people to rap for East Asia
-Went to building: tried to focus on songs, failed miserably on focusing on the message
-Wrote letters to home, with sp content
-Met with MSN couple and M couple, talked a lot about Dad and what He's doing all across this nation and the world
-Went to P & W session at friends house
A lot, huh? And I did all that to Him, with very little focus on Him at all. Makes me ashamed, makes me also wonder how many "cool" people do this on a daily basis. When will this lukewarm generation get sick and tired of pretending and going through the motions? I'm sick and tired of myself. Hypocrites. The major reason why this generation's Western culture avoids "coolness" like the Plague. Make me a solid, true, honest, genuine, passionate, open, fair, humble, gentle, understanding, unprejudiced woman, Dad.
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