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[Jul. 10th, 2009|02:47 pm] |
I never wear shoes or socks in my classroom anymore - I'm sure some of the other teachers think that I'm being unprofessional, but my girls like me more than them, so I win.
I bumped into someone that met me my first weekend here and he didn't even recognize me because I look so different. He gave me that 'wow' with the eyebrow raise that I've been waiting for for the last ten years.
Life is good. |
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[May. 5th, 2009|08:04 pm] |
I think that my flickr favourites are a perfect summary of my entire existence.
I hope you're all having an amazing May. |
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[Apr. 29th, 2009|06:18 pm] |
It's a strange feeling when you meet someone and start to sense that you might at some point love this person. I haven't really, actually, blood and guts loved someone in over 5 years, long enough that I don't really remember what it was like. I remember this feeling though,the butterflies and the nervous nausea. I also remember the complete and utter trust and lack of insecurity, and it's a nice but terrifying experience.
The situation is complicated, of course. However, that doesn't change the fact that I still have that sense that I might, at some point, love.
Eeep. |
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[Apr. 24th, 2009|09:33 am] |
I know the city now. I see my students downtown and get introduced to boyfriends of girls whose names I'll never learn. They seem to like me though, these girls, and the classes are going well. Frustrating at times, of course, but I wasn't a peach to deal with in highschool either, especially not in second-language classes. I felt strongly at the beginning of the semester that we got along so well because we had so much in common - highschool wasn't that long ago, I remember being a teenage girl, I understand what it was like. Then I looked at a class roster and realized that they were all born in 1993.
How are people who were born in the 90s even able to walk yet? It blows my mind how long ago everything was, when I really think about it.
The other expats in my city are some of the most amazing and normal and quirky and fun people that I've ever had the pleasure of knowing. There's a core group of us, mostly people who've been here for a year or so, and we tend to do everything together, especially on weekends. Weeknights are reserved for decompression and occasional dinners out.
I only miss Canada on bad days, which I suppose is to be expected.
I've been taking a Korean class on Thursday nights - a good mix of people, some like me who only know the alphabet and basic phrases, and some who are good enough to have entire phone conversations without using english. I don't teach on Fridays until 11.20 so the obvious result is Thursday night ridiculousness, with a special nod to last night's drinking and bowling.
In summary, things are going very well. |
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[Mar. 23rd, 2009|07:15 pm] |
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Oh, I live in Asia now. I should update this soon. |
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