The Worst Blogger Alive Lives

First off, I want to say thank you to all the people that have actively pursued me and asked me to continue writing my blog. If it was not for you I would not do it (seriously, I would not do this). Secondly, I am sorry for my oft-delayed and sometimes weak literary offerings. I have been very busy but not that busy (mostly, I do not go on the computer that much, and writing in a blog is not the Dojo Yoshi's favorite activity). As a result, this blog will offer several photos for there may be I a lack of words (ha). Luckily, many Americans have practiced the use imagination and can make stories with all the pictures I post. So, let's get into my people. Word to Donovan McNabb's shoulder!!

(p.s. there will be several grammatical errors in this post)

Alright, since we last talked, the Olympics started, finished, and the leaders of China and S. Korea had a conference (lol). A lot has happened. I moved into my homestay. My co-teacher and Vice Principal (some cool peoples indeed) came and picked me up from Yonsei University in Seoul (about a 2 hour drive) and took me to my house. So I met my mother first and her first words (being translated by my co-teacher) were that I was now a part of the family and that I better act accordingly. That I can do. Alrighty then. Next I met my two brothers, Chang Il (17) and Chang Bawm (14). They were shy at first. Lastly I met my sister, Chan Mi (15) and the father (Hong). Very welcoming family. The father is a doctor (hemorrhoids style, among other things). The mother was a nurse but now stays home. Soooo, they have a 3 floor house. The first floor is his practice, 2nd is where me and the grandparents (89 and 83 and they know how to handle their own business) live, and the third is where the rest of the family lives. Its a nice mix. Indeed, I have my own bathroom and computer room so I can take Stanley Steamers and watch Ace Ventura clips in privacy.

Okay, since I took so long to write this post so much has happened that I have forgotten. Sorry if you get general descriptions of important events. What have I been doing????????? Well I gave the family Uno, Guess Who, Cards, Monopoly, and something else (??). They love games. We have played Uno, Guess Who, and several Korean games so far. I love it. They love it. Everyone loves it. This family is great (don't worry Mom and Athy/ Hoye/ Sanders family, no one could ever replace you!!). The mother is extremely nice and after a few days they invited me to their bedroom (in the attic) where they have a projector to watch (horrible) movies like Freaky Friday and New York Minute. I truly feel like one of the family. The children treat my like a big brother and the parents are comfortable asking me anything (or taking me to the market to hear a dude scream at customers to buy food while they hold a live food auction. It was bizarre to say the least). Also, the mother can cook (even though we seem to eat rice cakes all the time). Koreans love them some rice cakes and the word "maybe". To sum it up, I feel like I have been accepted as one of the family. Blessed.

Lastly, I started teaching this week. I went to lunch with all the English teachers and the principal. It was real nice. They think I am a genius because I can speak Korean (you should have seen their faces when I recited the numbers in Korean and Chinese). However, now I think they think I know more than I actually do. HA. There's this one teacher that just yells at me with a great big smile, but he speaks no English so we have awkward moments where he says a long sentence in Korean and I say 1 of the 5 phrases I have mastered. He loves it that I just try. The teachers are very nice and for the most part are all women (45 of 55). In fact, the first question I was asked was "Do you have a lover?" which apparently is common for them to ask a foreigner. Okay, back to business. I have taught 5 classes so far. 4 went really well while 1 class had no idea what I was saying. The students treat me like a rockstar. It is very awkward but I can't even lie, I like it. I feel like a fresh ear walking through a Mike Tyson dream. The boy's call me a handsome guy and the girls giggle, blush, and make funny noises/ scream when I pass. I'm sure this will go away soon and it's only because I'm a new foreign teacher. However, for now, I kinda like it. Can't lie.

So, life is good. I cannot complain, and the life that I am living is a true blessing and I don't even know how lucky I am to have this opportunity. I want to thank everyone that had a hand in this movie. I'm sure there are several spelling and proofreading errors in this post (and after this post they will still exist, sorry). Honestly, I will try to update my blog on the regular. Word to John McCain's 7 homes!! I love all you guys. Keep sending the love.