Daily Life

3 Years. 7 Photos. Constructing the Lotte Mall Gwangbok in Busan, South Korea

I’ve been in Korea for longer than I initially expected to be. Sometimes I lose sight of how long it’s been. Every once in a while I’ll have a conversation with someone that reminds me of how long I’ve been here.


Adventure time!

I'm going on an adventure!!!
Ok, fine, I know I'm reusing this gif from a couple weeks ago, but I don't care because it's accurate. Also I love it.

I'm leaving today for Asiapalooza. With two of my friends, we'll be hitting up 4 countries in 9 days: Thailand, Cambodia, Singapore and Vietnam.

I was up most of the night packing, so I'm ready to go.

-sunscreen? check
-spare contacts? check
-lots of tank tops? check

Grocery Delivery, part 2

THEY'RE HERE!! I can finally make my ramyeon (ramen) dinner.

 You may be thinking, "Uhhh...Meg...there's no ramyeon in that bag..." You're right, but this bag has all the goodies I add to the ramyeon. But that's a whole different post. Stay tuned. 

Grocery Delivery, part 1

Today on my way home from school, I stopped by the little grocer by my house to pick some stuff up. I finally worked up the courage to ask for it to be delivered. Gave them my address, everything seemed fine. I don't know how long it takes, but knowing Korea, it shouldn't take too long.

That being said, it's been almost 2 hours. I'm getting hangry*.


One thing I will miss about Korea

I ordered this egg mcmuffin online ten minutes ago. And now I'm eating it. Ten minutes. 

Being sick sucks, no matter what country you're living in.

Update: the bronchitis has evolved into what my doctor called "mild pneumonia." Sure doesn't feel mild to me. You know what does feel mild? These Korean drugs. I'm telling you, medicine is just weaker here.  MY KINDGOM FOR SOME NYQUIL!

On a semi-related note, I have some thoughts about Korea's attitude towards sickness and work, but they'll have to wait for when I can form a complete thought without having to cough in the middle.

Peet out.

A Whole New World... of Allergies

Guys. I'm dying.

Ok, not really. My body is just throwing a temper tantrum. Holy allergies, Batman.

I was kind of a sickly child. I was the kid who always had to carry her inhaler around in case of an asthma attack (spoiler alert: still do). I was the kid who got allergy shots.

In case you don't know, the idea behind allergy shots (and other forms of allergy treatment) is that your body slowly gets acclimated to the thing(s) you are allergic to, so it doesn't freak out and throw a hissy fit every time it encounters the allergen in nature.

It's my understanding that this happens to a certain extent naturally if you are frequently exposed to an allergen... like the ones that occur in the environment you live in.

Eight Months, Future Plans, and Other Difficult Things

Saturday marked my eighth month in Korea. Let's just stop for a minute to consider the ramifications of that. I have been living in Korea for three quarters of a year. I only have 4 months left here. That realization came with a double-edged fear:

A: OH GOD. I only have 4 months left here. I still have so much to do!
B: OH GOD. I only have 4 months left here. What ON EARTH am I going to do when I get back?

I've started working on mitigating part A by planning trips around Korea and making a point to participate in as many shenanigans with my friends as possible.

Why I Probably Won't Die Today

Disclaimer: I do not claim to be any kind of expert in political science or international relations. The following is my own interpretation of the current situation between North and South Korea. Believe me, if my evaluations turn out to be wrong, I'll have much bigger problems than some snarky internet comments.

In light of ongoing tensions between the two continents, and increasingly concerned family members wanting to make sure I'm okay (resulting in some very early morning Skype sessions... mom), I wanted to spell out, to the best of my ability, why I probably won't die from a bomb in Korea.

First of all, let me remind you that the western media loves (and I mean LOVES) to take all the really interesting bits of a story and mash them together without regard for context or background. I would know. I used to be one of them.


A Day in the Life of an English Teacher

Friday

Classes taught: 4

Fights broken up: 3

Weepy little boys comforted: 1

Times I was poked in the ribs while eating my lunch: 3

Times brushed my teeth at school: 2

Unnecessary staff meetings I was forced to attend: 1

Times students informed me that my glasses make my eyes small: 2

Number of favorite websites now blocked on my school computer: 5 (and counting)

After-school program curricula written: 1

Number of times I looked up the plural for "curriculum": 1

Times my class schedule was rearranged: 2

Lessons planned: 0 (it's Friday, after all)

Number of TV episodes viewed incognito at my desk: 2.5


Number of butterscotch candies eaten: would rather not say



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