I got my baby back

I think my ribs are fine now. I was able to finish pushups and crunches last night no problem. Not (as) afraid to sneeze anymore. No worries, Mrs. Dopest. =D
This boy called me this morning as the Cambodia team was on their way to Busan. I think I'm supposed to play with them a lot starting this weekend. It amazes me how I consistently have visitors every summer and winter. Too bad they came during Korea's second heat wave of the summer. Is that sunlight intense or what? But good thing is this is the chillest summer I've ever had during my time here. Our family's going out for some 삼계탕 tonight cause my mom can't handle 삼겹 like the Chung men.
Have you guys seen pictures of Angelina Jolie's bulging veins? "Experts blame her too much exercise without a proper diet..." My brother always commented on how my veins tend to bulge too, but I'm nowhere near Jolie status. Besides, I never fail to have a proper diet. I think she and I need to hang out. Brad, you can stay home with the kids.

Thought of the Day: Mochi
Song of the Day: Big Bang-Always

Is your place better than mine?

You know who you are.

Thought of the Day: Adam vs. Noah
Song of the Day: BoA-Game

GALAXY S!!!

I really didn't think I'd end up getting it, but Apple convinced me to make the right choice. It's seriously better than I had even expected!





Thought of the Day: New Phone
Song of the Day: Green Day-Jesus Of Suburbia

"Phil, you need to update your blog..."-Simon

My ribs still hurt. There.

Thought of the Day: RAM
Song of the Day: Taeyang-I Need A Girl

This past weekend...

A dude elbowed me so hard in the ribs that I made the ugliest sound and face. It hurts whenever I (try to) do pushups/situps. I think I cracked a rib.
This face and his mother came to Korea.
We checked out 교대역 Exits 3, 4, 7, 10, 12, 13, and 14 to find the right restaurant! Not even the first choice.
Taco Bell opened up in Korea
and we waited an hour to get our overpriced food that ran out of hot sauce.

My student and I made a bet about Spain winning the World Cup. I don't want to buy 아저씨 dinner. ㅠㅠ

Thought of the Day: Spain
Song of the Day: B2ST-Shock

Foul!

So I ball 4-5 times a week, 2-3 hours every time and meet all kinds of ballers. You've got middle school kids who are bold enough to challenge their elders. You've got high school kids who are wasting precious 수능 study time but give you a pretty decent game. You've got university students who are strong and never run out of energy even after three or four full court games of 30 points. Then you've got 아저씨s who either play like their age or deceive you with their young faces and skills.

For the most part, everyone's pretty nice and shows good sportsmanship during and after the game. But every once in a while, you meet some disdainful shekis who think they're hot stuff. There's one particular guy who comes out about every week, and I HATE playing with him. If you get pretty physical with him, he'll call the foul if he misses or ignore your apology if he makes it. He always walks back for defense and tells his teammates what to do during every play. Today, he confronted me about how dangerous it was for me to come running at him while he was driving in the air. I'll admit it was kind of dangerous, but he totally chewed my apology. I freaking hate this guy. I wish I could block him so hard and send him home after he calls it a foul. Cocky crap.

"You know who hates bragging people the most? You have to be very proud to hate proud people. You have to be very proud because people who hog the center stage, the reason why you hate them so much is because you feel like 'I deserve that center stage more than he or she.'"
-Tim Keller

I'm such a cocky crap.

Days Remaining: 2

Thought of the Day: Galaxy S
Song of the Day: DJ DOC-Boat Song

KTOWN COWBOYS

For all you who are curious about Ktown life, people, and stereotypes, I thought this was a pretty entertaining piece of work (viewers' discretion advised).








I love that meathead! I'm sad the show's over though. As much as I miss Cali, Ktown is something I can definitely live without.

Days Remaining: 4

Thought of the Day: Michelle
Song of the Day: Biggie-Party and Bullshit

How sweet of you

Today, one of my students' moms gave me an ice cream to eat during the class. I can't remember the last time I had ice cream, but not eating it for so long made it difficult for me to enjoy its exaggerated sweetness. I actually had to drink water cause it was too sweet for me! I'm not that picky with food, but I've definitely developed a tongue of a grandpa. I eat things very bland and avoid sweets if I can help it. That means no salt in any of my soup. That means no ice cream or dessert-like things that girls love. My dad says I'm probably going to live for a long long time.

But one sweet thing that I do like is sports drinks. There is seriously nothing better than having a very cold Powerade after a sweaty game of basketball in the hot and humid weather. It truly is one of God's great gifts. As my friend said today, "Water just doesn't do it." Lee Myung Bak should make Gatorade fountains in the park.

Freakin' Uruguay!

Days Remaining: 6

Thought of the Day: 느니
Song of the Day: Deli Spice-차우차우

티쳐!

Yesterday, I bumped into one of my hakwon students in the streets, and my first thought was, "Dang, she's big!" She was so happy to see me and even called out my name again just to say bye one more time. It was really ironic because she was actually one of the students I strongly disliked and really contemplated being mean to her in Korean on my last day of teaching. I still can't get over how big her smile was yesterday. Is that what happens when you don't see people for a long time? Even people you didn't like?

I wonder would it would be like to meet my old school teachers again.

K-Mrs. Boyer (Good)
1-Mrs. George (So-so)
2-Mrs. Bingamin (Good)
3-Mrs. Carol (So-so)
4-Mrs. ? (So-so)
5-Mrs. Raffo (Good)

Funny. I don't remember the names of my middle school homeroom teachers.

I'd say the best teacher I ever had was my 7th grade science teacher, Ms. Sherman. She was young, pretty, and very patient. Not only that but she was my sex-ed teacher, and I remember being the student who asked the most questions during our QA time. I remember feeling especially proud when I stumped her with, "Why does it hurt so much when you get hit in your privates?" What an inquisitive (and shameless) boy.

Frankly, I don't care to see any of my high school teachers ever again. That means you, Fortgang!

Days Remaining: 7

Thought of the Day: West 32nd
Song of the Day: Son Dambi-Can't U See