I WANT MY MOMMY!!!

Well something bad has finally happened in Korea. I know some of you have been waiting 6 months to hear something other than "I absolutely LOVE Korea!", just so you could say, "I told you so." I've had overwhelming support of this decision from the start, but many people were worried and warned me to be careful. (ie: register w/the U.S. Embassy, lock my door, wash my fruits & veggies with purified water) I've heeded the warnings and taken most advice ... but some things you just can't predict.
Don't you just hate those people who say, "You're not gonna believe this, but no no I can't tell you." Why even bring it up, right? Well I'm not gonna tell you. It's just that when something upsets me, I vent. And I vent some more, through every possible outlet.

Yesterday was one of the longest days of my life! I woke up at 3:30am and couldn't fall back to sleep. Most of the daytime was consumed by the musical our school put on. It was wonderful and that will be my next blog (think happy thoughts) but there were even some issues there. Despite my unreasonably happy demeanor throughout the day, I've counted 10 things that went wrong yesterday. Starting with my favorite student leaving our school and ending with a fight b/t foreigners. I helped keep the 2 idiots separated though, can't stand to see people fight. Have I mentioned how much I hate the foreigners here? No? Well I hate them.

But I LOVE Amy. Do you remember Amy? She was the first picture I sent home. Her 6yr old birthday party in my YALE classroom. Well I found out Saturday was her last day at Little America because her family is moving to another dong. She's so bright and sweet, I actually cried a little when I hugged her goodbye. I'm really gonna miss her, but I hope she's placed in a good english class at her new hogwan; she was way too advanced for the group she was in here.

After the musical, the staff had their usual dinner party at a Korean restaurant. More than 20 of us sat on the floor with all sorts of interesting morsels before us. Of course there was soju. And lots of raw, innocent animals frying in front of me. I had said I didn't want to come, but my head teacher didn't seem too happy about that. So I went and wish I hadn't.
Fortunately, the 3 foreign teachers I work with and I are all extra-supportive and protective of one another. If they hadn't been at my apartment when an uncomfortable ordeal escalated, I'd be on a plane home right now. No joke. But all is well now and I can't think of anything but the adorable little munchkin faces I'm gonna see tomorrow morning!
And the grand finale of my complaint session: I'm really sick. AGAIN! I'm not going back to the Korean nurse who sticks a needle in my bum and spanks me or the doctor who gives me pills that don't work. So I'm just waiting it out and hopefully I'll be better for my trip next week. I wish my mom was here to make me soup and listen to my whining. I handle most situations very well, but a common cold has me laying in bed, moaning & groaning to an unbearable degree. My mother's the only one who tolerates that.