Tuesday, August 2, 2011

Gettin' my photoshop on...


Just added a bunch of new edited pictures from my visits to Seoul, as well as the fourth of July (fireworks on the beach!) Go have a looksie if you're interested. If not, carry on with your life. I won't be offended. 
...Or will I?

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This post is totally vintage.

Here's the draft that I never finished/posted from awhile back. Rather than rewrite and adjust for the passed time, I'll just have you keep in mind that it was written about a month ago.

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It's been awhile since my last "catch everyone up on what's going on" post, I know. Sorry about that. I'd say that not a lot is going on here, and there's not much to update... but there's definitely enough to make a possibly lengthy e-mail. I'll take a look at this when I'm finished and guage it then.

A couple weeks ago my parents came through Korea on their big Southeast Asian adventure. They arrived in Yeosu on Wednesday (the 15th), and were immediately hustled to my school to meet my co-teacher and co-workers, who graciously waited around after school to meet them. (Seriously, Koreans are so nice.)

My parents stayed for the remainder of the week, and I took them to a few places in Yeosu, and introduced them to my friends (and Soju.) On Saturday morning we caught a plane up to Seoul, and toured around there a bit; we went to Gyeongbokgung Palace, a cat cafe (you don't eat cats here), Namsan tower, 63 Building, and [my personal favorite] got fish pedicures. For those of you who don't know what that is... it's basically like your feet are cows bleeding in the Piranha infested waters of the amazon, but on a much, much tamer scale. Kinda. (Tiny fish exfoliate your feet by eating the dead skin. It feels ticklish/gross/amazing. I want to do it every day now.) We stayed until Monday, when I flew home and left them to stay an extra night and before their departure for Thailand. It's sad that it will be another year before I see them in person again, but it was wonderful to have them here - most of the people in Yeosu have never had family visit.

I've made arrangements for my summer vacation at the end of this month. Destination: Boracay, the Philippines. If you've never heard of it before (like me, before my friends informed me) go Google image search it. It's a tiny island composed of the kinds of beaches you see in stock photos or screen savers. In fact, the world's top rated white sand beach is "seconds away" from the hostel that I booked. Which means if I pee my pants with glee upon my arrival, I can just hop into the ocean and no one will be the wiser. I managed to snag some super, super cheap airfares, as well as private accommodations right on the beach, and will be there from July 24th - August 1st. I will be going alone, sadly, I hope to make friends there. There is cliff diving, snorkeling, helmet diving, jet skiing, unicorn riding, and magical wish-granting-fish befriending available to me there. (My wish: more Boracay.)

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Anyway, there's your dose of outdated information! More catch-up blogs are coming today/this week, as well as pictures. I'm desk warming all week, which means there are no students, no classes, but I still have to be at the school. JUST BECAUSE. It takes Facebooking to a whole new level.

Oops.

I'm about as good at maintaining this blog as I am at maintaining a houseplant. (R.I.P. all the houseplants I've ever owned.)

SO. MUCH. HAS. HAPPENED. Since my last post, anyway. Including my parent's visit, and a trip to the Philippines. Actually, that may be about all the interesting stuff. I could also write about my hair, which, as boring a subject as that would be to read about, is actually something that is slowly driving me nuts.

I've got a draft that I wrote about my parent's visit (back in JUNE - oops), so in the interest of chronology I'll post that before I get into the more recent stuff.

I'll try to be better at this whole blog thing. The problem is that I get so tired of writing about what I'm doing, it wears me down and I put it off. I'm going to work on tailoring this to fulfill my own writing interests somehow... More lists, less paragraphs. More quips, less anecdotes. More cowbell, less no cowbell. I love lamp.

I hate Will Ferrel, for the record.