It is a small world after all

I had actually did something with someone this weekend. Last weekend was pretty bad. I didn't end up doing anything. I was supposed to go out on Saturday night. Matt and Renee invited me and said they'd call on Saturday. I felt like such a loser waiting for the phone to ring. I could've called them I suppose but would've been even more depressed to find that they weren't home. They didn't end up calling me at all. I was pretty upset about it that night but by Monday, I was only mildly so. I think it bothers me that they didn't even apologise for it. Just an 'oh, if you didn't guess, we didn't end up going out on Saturday.' Well, thanks for telling me. There must be some couple-mentality where they just forget that other people don't always have someone to hang out with. I could've made other plans, too but didn't because I thought I already had plans.

I did something with them on Friday night. We went out for hamburgers and then to a movie, Batman Begins. It was alright but the movie was either too long or the seats were too uncomfortable.

On Thursday we had a field trip. We took the kindies to an ancestral tablet house. It was a little disappointing. We didn't even see any tablets. It was alright, I guess. It would've been nicer if I could understand what the tour guide was saying but alas, the field trips aren't really for me. Painfully obvious. I just end up leading my 7 melons behind some other class. I have the urge to call them melonheads sometimes, not in a bad way...well just a little bit negative. It was better than the last field trip. I never did talk about that. We went to a children's museum. It was fun science, I guess. Pulleys, mirrors, and what not. I remember when that stuff was fun to watch. I've lost a lot my childhood wonder I think. After that was alright, just tiring. It was a bit too hot and I was exhausted all afternoon. In July, we are going swimming. I am just really hoping the kids know how to dress themselves. I don't want to spend 30 minutes helping kids put on their socks.

On the field trip, while we were on the bus, I saw this guy that I had met at some eslcafe gathering. I feel so weird meeting people from the internet. I've only done it twice. That time and yesterday. The first time there were about 10 people. Anyways, I'm not sure that was him but then I saw the same guy on Saturday and made me think that it must have been him. The universe is funny sometimes. I really don't believe in fate or destiny or any of that but sometimes I wonder. Not about that guy though. A couple weekends ago, I went downtown to try to find this korean language school. I knew the general area and walked around but couldn't find anything. I went to a PC bang and tried looking for directions. I ended up finding some posting online about some guy wanting to meet some people. I wouldn't have replied but he was the same age and his wording sounded a bit like mine. I ended up emailing him. We tried to schedule a few things but they didn't really work out (these were the other potential plans I could've made for last Saturday).

We tried on Tuesday. He told me the Starbucks beside Dong-A Dept store downtown. I found it on my map and got there. The starbucks was kind of inside the store, in a corner. I thought, that's strange I thought he said beside. Anyways, he didn't show up and I just flipped through a Korean magazine and left. It must have looked strange to other people since I couldn't read and didn't order anything. It turns out there is another Dong-A dept store, that also has a starbucks, that is also downtown. What are the odds of that? The thought had never even occured to me. Anyways, I met him yesterday and the other starbucks. It turns out we are seperated my only one person in the 6 degree sense. He actually went to the same college as a friend of mine and we know a few of the same people. Well 3, since I don't know that many people at Whittier. This friend of mine, let's call her Smalia, had told me she knew someone else who was teaching in Korea. I thought that's funny but Ijust figured that he would probably be somewhere else in the country since there are english teachers all over the country. He mentionned that he had gone to school in Los Angeles and asked where. I half-expected him to say Whittier and he did. I was even at Whittier the day he graduated, or maybe it was the day before. I think I was and was taken to the airport early or something. Anyways, very strange. It also turns out he was at the same bar that opened last weekend, the one I would've gone to but that's more of a small Daegu story and isn't that exciting. We ended up spending all day together. We had coffee, played some boardgames at Jumanji (they have boardgame cafes here), had supper, and drank quite a bit at quite a few places actually. The boardgame place was strange. We played the Game of Life in Korean. It wasn't much fun so we switched to ones without words. I sucked at geister and was unlucky in Labyrinth but I was the chicken cha cha cha king. My capilisation is very inconsistent. One of those rules I teach but don't always follow myself. My printing has improved and my little u's are back to having tails. I lost them so long ago but if I miss them the kids tell me they are wrong. My 7's with the crosses are wrong too.

I got home last night at 3. I was pretty drunk too. It is too hot here though. My apartment is 32 degrees all the time now. I didn't turn my fan on last night and woke up at 10. I don't know if I'll be able to sleep well until maybe september. I might get used to it. Yesterday, I didn't have much luck sleeping either. There was some yelling korean man right at my window, well outside on the street. I don't know why he was yelling but it really sounded like he doing some kind of military exercise. I really wish I had air conditioning. My fan just isn't cutting it in this heatbowl of a town. You'd think it would be mandatory in a city like this. Then again, I don't think I even have a smoke detector or a fire extinguisher. Maybe I have one somewhere.

Today, I haven't done much at all. I've started a load of laundry. I've been awake for 7 hours too. I need to go downstairs and buy some water but this heat has zapped away my energy (mind you, alcohol is partly responsible) and it doesn't make me want to put real clothes on.

Only one more thing, I know these posts are too long, I have some hardboiled eggs that I just keep on the ledge. Yesterday I went to have one and instead of being white, the egg was this unnatural green colour. How did this happen? Is it something in the egg? Was it the water? Or the heat? It wasn't a rotten green colour it was like a neon green easter egg colour. I just don't understand how the universe works.