Bitches and HoesSo. ANYWAYS. A lot has happened to me while I'm here in Korea, and I wanted to share some of my good and bad experiences with you guys *^^* Here it goes:
1) Bungee Jumping: So a couple of my friends and I planned to go bungee jumping in Yongin (which is an hour away from Seoul); HOWEVER, the weather hates me and I hate it too. It fucking RAINED. POURING RAIN. So...I literally spent 5 FUCKING hours in a cafe drinking nothing but sour fruit juice and bitter coffee. BITCHES. ALSO. I got my hair done that day as well. I got my hair colored and I paid $70 for it. I don't mind paying $70 for coloring...however, I NEED TO SEE DIFFERENCE IN MY HAIR AT LEAST. There was NO DIFFERENCE to my hair...I was pissed.
2) THE PARADE: In other words...EPIK HIGH CONCERT BABY! OH YEAH. So. Epik High. Concert. Just two words: FUCKING DEEP. OMG. I've always wanted to go to a concert that is nothing but Epik High and I got to. HOLY SHITS. LOL. I was in the way back but it was still good. I noticed when you're in the back you enjoy the music more, and when you're in the front you enjoy the performance more. So. I was glad that I got the back seats. OMG. The songs that they chose to sing were PERFECT. They sang some OG songs from back then like: PEACE DAY and FLY...they also sang Lesson ONE, Follow the Flow. FUCKING AWESOME. They also sang "HONE 혼" and it was perfect. They even sang a song from their newest album [LoveScream]: Fallin'. SO AWESOME. AND ALSO....YOUNHA. WAS THERE. SINGING UMBRELLA. PURE GENIUS. IT WAS TOTALLY EAR ORGASMIC. ^0^
After the most AWESOME concert was finished...this made my night. There were posters all over the place. BUT. All the girls took them...except for this one. The reason why they didn't take it is because it's not your plain paper poster...it's "THE-ONE-WHERE-YOU-TAKE-PICTURES-WITH-CAUSE-IT'S-HUGE-AND-FILLED-WITH-PLAIN-AWESOMENESS" poster. OH YEAH. I STOLE THAT SHIT. BEST THING EVER! It was perfect timing. There was another poster just like that one...but it was all black and had the name of the concert on it. I was trying to figure out how they got this poster up, you know, and I noticed in the back there was a knob. I turned it...and the poster fell back. So. I knew how to take it out...I just had to have the right moment...and it came. IT CAME. The table next to the posters were selling cds and stuff and the regular paper posters. The guy was like, "You know what, I'm going to give this posters out for free!!" And a swarm of girls came running and crowding the place. That's when I knew...I had to do it...or I won't be able to. And yeah, I just took that shit man. FUCKING AWESOME. Good thing I had some alcohol in me. LOL.
3) The Pusan International Film Festival [The PIFF]: So. This film festival is quite famous and my friends and I decided to go. It was awesome. SO FUCKING TIRING....but still worth it. Movies for only $5 each...not bad. However, they're independent movies...so some might be REALLY GOOD...or just plain BORING. HOWEVER, watching the movies weren't the best part of this night. It was seeing Lee Dong-Wook (from MY GIRL) and Eugene (from SES and One Mom, Three Dads). LEE DONG-WOOK'S NOSE IS A PIECE OF ARTWORK. I SWEAR, THIS MAN IS HANDSOME BEYOND WORDS. OMG. I JUST KEPT ON STARING AT HIS NOSE. AHHHH~~~~ FUCKING HANDSOME!!! AH! Also. My friends and I got interviewed by some people...hahahha, with our PERFECT ENGLISH.
So, all in all....it was GOOD. ALSO. I got my hair done again. Now it's red~~ The color that I wanted in the first place and it only cost my $20. Yeah...that dude literally ripped me off. GAH.4) PIFF [Bad PART]: My friend got sexually harrassed by a man while we were sleeping in a jjihm jihl bang (Sauna) [PS. Michelle...do not tell Mom this. She will flip out if she found out that I sleep at jjim jihl bangs] SO. OMG. This man looked so perverted and shit. AH. When my friend left to tell the nearest person about this...he stood up and was walking to the men's sauna. My other friend quickly stood up and followed him and asking him where the fuck he was going. She yelled when he started to run....OMG. We called the police. But in the end...we didn't catch him. AH. IT'S SO FRUSTRATING WHEN YOU'RE IN A FOREIGN COUNTRY AND YOU DON'T KNOW THE LAWS AND WHEN YOU HAVE THE PERFECT CHANCE TO GET THIS PERSON...IT SLIPS AWAY. IT WAS ALSO FRUSTRATING CAUSE THE POLICE WERE TELLING US THAT THIS HAPPENS AND THAT WE SHOULD JUST LET IT GO. AH. WHORES.
Yeah. So. This is half of what I did. There's more but those are my drunken stories. WHICH I will tell you right now~~~~
Okay. Why don't I just tell you what my drinking habits are:
1) I SMILE a lot more when I'm drunk. I smile so much...I think it would freak me out.
2) I also GIGGLE a hella lot. In other words...I'm really HAPPY.
3) I KISS people around me when I'm drunk. With GIRLS...I'm very comfortable kissing them. But with GUYS...ah....I would have to be really REALLY DRUNK OFF MY ASS to kiss him.
4) I STEAL. Yes. I steal when I'm drunk. I guess it's because I don't care and I have no fear. LOL. These are some of the things that I stole while I was drunk:
a) Flower Pot
b) Headband
c) Epik High Poster
d) NRB poster
e) Pen
LOL. Yeah...I have a feeling that this list will get a LOT longer by the time I get back home. LOL. So, hope you guys enjoyed my journal.
I have more to write but I'll write it later though~~ I miss you guys!! and I can't wait to see you guys again!!! I LOVE YOU~===================================================
EDIT. MORE INFO.
I forgot to write some things. Here they are:
1) BLIND DATE: I went on a blind date on Sunday. Yeah, my co-teacher introduced me to this guy. Here's some info on him...He's 24 years old. He works at the Air Force Academy in Korea. He is a General's aide. He studying to become a professor at the Academy. He's a pilot...I think. He's 175cm. He's a Taurus. He's really nice. But that's it. We had a good time, they were some awkward times cause of the language barrier but other than that...I didn't feel anything from this dude. My heart didn't beat fast. So. Yeah. LOL. I felt like Sam-Soon, you know when she met the dude that she actually liked...hahaha, but the difference is: I just thought this guy was nice...like a friend
2) PUSHING THE LIMIT: The kids at my school finally pushed the limit. All I can say is...I blew up. The 1st and 2nd graders....about half of them I sent them to my teacher and they were punished. The other half I was talking to them in English...telling them to stop being little PRICKS. Yeah. I SAID PRICKS. That was only the beginning. MY 6th graders. I cussed at one of the boys. He kept on making fun of my weight and I told him before to stop but he just wouldn't. So. I tried to explain to him calmy that I really don't like it that you're making fun of my weight and I was trying to explain to him that I've heard this so many times in my life and that I'm sick and tired of hearing it. But he laughed. He didn't take me seriously. That's when I hit him on the head and told him to shut the fuck up. Told him that I'm sick and tired of this and that he shouldn't be acting like this. I told him that I'm not fucking around and told him that I was fucking serious. Yes. I used "fuck" to him. Hey. He got the picture after our talk. He was quiet...throughout the class. Fucking pricks.
So, yesterday, I wanted to drink but I didn't (cause I drank the day before). Instead, I listened to Epik High's old songs (Fly and A Day of Peace) and I felt a little better. Yeah. Just had to write it down. Thanks for listening.
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HELLO THERE, SAILOR~
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good vent, but still…
am i going mad?! or is he just fucking delusional?! gosh! now i finally know why you dont really “get along” with him...
moving on… yea… Bonnie’s death… thanks for worrying about my family and me… Ashley, my little sister, really took it hard since she saw the very last second of my dog’s life in front of her eyes… she cried for 2 or more days straight… i kept mine in till bed time, when i was all alone… but im super duper sorry for telling you every detail of her death. must have been disturbing… i just cant seem to let anyone know, but you and michelle… it still hurts… even now… man, im such a mess with all these emotions. dont i sound bipolar? Haha.
but yea, thanks for all the reminders of sticking it through. you saying those words seriously helps me! and right back at ya, DON’T TAKE SHIT FROM ANYONE! YOU KNOW YOUR PLACE AND LET PEOPLE (EVEN KIDS) KNOW IT! im specifically talking about those bratty 6th graders! they dont understand shit about the world… how much it hurts to be the underdog… but without the underdog, they’ll fall straight to hell. teach them not to take things for granted so pull yourself away, as the underdog, and let them taste a little bit of hell cause two can play at their game. plus, when they bark, you can bite! specifically, whenever they call you a pig, pervert, or anything degrading, use your position as a teacher and do what teachers do best… homework, test, and consequences (good and bad). lay the rules down clearly and show them whats respectable inside and outside of class. once they go out, even into high school, they need to know that what you give, is what you get in return. so your degree of kindness will have to correspond to their behavior. dont let anyone slide! but make sure that your work ethics as a teacher isnt biased. so go and work your charm. you have a lot of it! don’t let your courtesy get in the way of teaching them whats right and wrong. cause if you do then youre doing the same thing that you did to Jun. and you dont want a bazillion Jun out there in Korea, do you? haha jk, but really… i know you can do it. Oh! and do you remember the dream interruption of the 3 horses? wells, are you going to work hard through sacrifice or deception? Either way, i know youll pull through, just have more confidence in yourself.
okie. bed time for me. ill shall respond to the other msg later tomorrow. sorry. anyways, hasta la vista, babe!
ps deviantart is being an ass. i cant seem to post this msg!
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Oh man....so today, class was just HORRIBLE. These kids won't listen to me anymore. I mean, they look at me as a friend now and not as a teacher. And it's getting to the point that....I really want to fucking cuss at these little shitheads. OMG. Today I blew up but I had to hold back and you know when I start...I can't stop. And just the fact that I held myself back...OMG. It took a fucking toll onto me. AHHH. I HATE THAT I CAN'T FUCKING SCREAM AND CUSS AT THESE KIDS. YOU KNOW....if they were my siblings and shit...I would be telling them off and AHHHHH!!!! And these are my 1-2 graders. The nice ones. They're getting on my last nerves. Tomorrow....I swear, if they don't listen to me....that's it. No barriers man. I'm going to get these kids to listen to me once and FOR ALL.
Ah....good rant.
BUT SAY WHAT?! NOW YOUR 1-2 GRADERS ARE FUCKING WITH YOU TOO?! WHAT ARE THEY DOING?! AWJHdAJH!!! even as their friend, they shouldnt do this to you!!! where do these kids get the idea that they have the right to act out against you?! first off, they probably still suck on their mommies' titties!!! AND OH! MY! FUCKING! GOSH! YOU ALSO HELD YOURSELF BACK?!?! i definitely cant forgive them!!! but seriously, dont hold back when it comes to expressing yourself, Jenifer. by not doing that, youre totally going against your character. i mean, you dont need to scream or cuss at them (is there a regulation that you cant though?!), but make your opinions crystal clear when the problem is at hand. they need to know which words and gestures are appropriate/inappropriate. so be calm, give them a killer gaze, and tell them off about everything and anything in a stern voice. thatll definitely make them piss in their pants! but a suggestion or two: make sure it doesnt become a rant because itll just fuel your anger. and dont ever, EVER back down!!! make your position known and stand firm! afterwards, try implementing some positive reinforcement. for example: tally up their good behavior (erase the tallies when theyre bad) and by the end of a specific time frame, those with the most tallies earn a reward (ie ice cream, candy, toys, anything that theyre into). trust me, i already tested these methods out on a bazillion spoiled brats. it wasnt all sunshine and rainbow in the beginning for me either. in fact, i actually had a devised plan on how i wanted to slaughter each kid... haha... fucking leadership and volunteer service during high school. i noticed that kids are just like animals (actually, in this case, theyre worse). they need rewards and punishments. imagine them as unlovable corgis. PUHAHA! so dont give up, Jenifer! you still have time to turn the tables! observe and adapt! The night is darkest just before the dawn. And I promise you, the dawn is coming! (tee hee. dark knight reference! woots! guess what?! ive already watched it 6 times! psycho!) DONT KISS THEIR ASSES, MAKE THEM KISS YOURS!!!!! and whenever you need advice on handling kids, just ask me cause i have a shit load of experience... but no worries, youll find your own way of handling these kind of situations. GOOD LUCK!!!!!!!!!!!! but seriously, good rant!
KIDS ARENT ANGELS, THEYRE FUCKING DEVILS!!!! AHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!
oh, back on the sean thing, thankies for everything. totally put my perspective straight.
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*no worries, be happy*
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