The Things I Miss:

1. FUEL- frisbee here is wonderful. Really, it is. I can't even really tell you just how much I am loving ultimate here. The people are amazing and friendly and fun. I spend every weekend with them (thanks Bekah for your couch). But it's still not FUEL. Skype me everyone! Plus, what I wouldn't give for a BoBo, Dani, Kelly house party...

2. Alison Stolow- gossiping on the couch. giggling on the couch. studying on the couch. crying on the couch. watching shitty t.v. on the couch. drinking on the couch (and not on the couch). spending every waking moment of our lives on the couch.

3. Gossip Girl & Greek- along with this, I mean I mean the shows and the people I would watch them with (Paigey, Ali again, Sarah, etc.) Hulu does not work here, so I have no idea what is going on. I am seriously considering spending money to download them on itunes.

4. the LOEF- I have my quilt, and it makes me feel that much closer to each of you. I love you girls lots.

5. Pretzels- I discussed this with Paige, but seriously, wtf, Korea? Why do you not have pretzels? Seriously. All salty foods here are either not salty (the potato chips are either mad spicy or slightly sweet) or seafood flavored (I do NOT want squid chips). I didn't even eat pretzels that much, but seriously, I need something.

6. The 'Bu- public transportation is good for the environment and all, but it is somewhat inconvenient when your bus takes 15 minutes to get to your stop, and then you have to wait for the subway another 15 minutes, just to get someplace that would really only take 10 minutes by car. Plus, the malibu was like my child.

7. My sissy- Mel. That's all there is to say. She's hilarious. Skyping helps.

8. Mochi- ice cream here is good, but not as good as Mochi, and certainly not as good without Sar-bear and Nickipants.

9. the ELI- that job was cake. No disciplining students (they actually wanted to learn english), relatively similar levels, relaxed atmosphere, 10 hrs/week, COFFEE TALK

10. baking- I do not have an oven here, and I have been craving fresh, chewy cookies for the last month. I WANT BAKED GOODS.

In spite of these 10 things I really miss (and trust me there are more, I just can't think of them right now), I would not go back to the USA anytime soon. You would have to bribe me to come back. I'll take squid crackers, kupa, ShinHeung Girls Middle School, and ice cream from the familymart any day.

I fucking love the shit out of this place. Seriously.

Writing down the things I miss, oddly enough, made me realize how much I love it here. There aren't that many things to miss, really. I don't mean to sound callous, or uncaring or cold, although it may seem that I am. Frankly, the people I care most about will stay in my life, and those that don't matter, will exit quietly. I am grateful for that which I have in the United States and in Korea.

Up next: A subway commentary, complete with pictures. Look out on Thursday or Friday.

xoxo,
A

Missing Things.

So I missed the season finale of Gossip Girl because I thought it was at 9. I never know what time t.v. shows actually start anymore because of TiVo. The really bad thing is that the TiVo wasn't working because the boys next door moved out and took their wireless adapter thingy with them, so we had no internet connection. Luckily, the TiVo is in the process of reconnecting. However, as such, I have no recording of the Gossip Girl episode either... :-( Anyone have it on their t.v. for me to watch? Also, can I watch it online?

So this weekend was more eventful than expected. Friday night was Pav's birthday party where I: had a 40 race (won via cheating), was desperate for loving (but got none, 'cept from teen and kate, but what else is new?), wanted to cut a girl because she was hatin' on Pav, went to checkers and had bacon cheddar cheese fries, hung out at tjs, and finally went home at 3 a.m.

Saturday morning I woke up, got ready to head home (packed bags, almost left dress, left a bunch of stuff), and hit the road. I got home around 12:30 or so, promptly changed into the bathing suit and laid out for an hour or so. Then fell asleep from 3-8 p.m. Woke up, felt bad because I was going to go to the movies with some of the girls. Went to five guys for dinner at 9:40, met up with the girls at Friday's, ate free spinach dip, and giggled and gossiped lots!

Sunday, woke up 9:30, went to the beach with Sarah and LB 10ish. I drove with Sarah. So, here's story #1: Driving down Southern, over the bridge onto Palm Beach. Coming down off the bridge I see a cop car. I say to Sarah, I hope he doesn't pull me over. Then we say, well, I'm only going 46, and the speed limit is 40, so he shouldn't. We pass him, he doesn't turn on his lights or pull out. Phew. Then, delayed reaction, he pulls out of his spot, and I'm like oh crap, he's gonna pull me over. Then, no lights on, go around roundabout next to Mar-a-lago/tennis courts with no problems no lights. Phew. Then, a few yards down the street, he's behind me, lights on. WTF? I pull over and he comes up and is like, you know it's 35 there? And I was like, uh, no, I had no idea. Then he asks for my license, registration, etc. I give him everything but realize oh shit, I don't have my registration because I threw it away (another story for another day). He ends up giving me a ticket for not having valid registration (although I do have the new sticker on my car so I'm obviously registered). $10 ticket if I can produced proof of registration (I have to order a new one for $3.50). Okay, no big deal, $13.50 total cost of my ticket.

Kelly's wedding is beautiful. Kelly is absolutely gorgeous. Danny is thrilled to pieces. Kelly is thrilled to pieces. See Efraim, blast from the past. Hang out with the girls, do the cupid shuffle, the macarena, the electric slide, the cha cha slide, and stomp to a little Kirk Franklin. Have amazing food. Take lots of pictures (See facebook). Do leg lift pose. The usual.

Monday morning, I wake up at 6:45 to drive home. Leave at 7:40. Driving, everything is fine and dandy. I get pulled over. For going 80. On the turnpike. Where the speed limit is 70. And everyone does 80. How the hell did that happen? I got so mad, because I had been passed like 10 minutes earlier by like five cars flying down the turnpike with no regard for the speed limit, and I have my cruise control set at 79. I actually started crying, I was so miffed. Anyways, cop's a jerk, and I get a $113 ticket for going 80 in a 70. Plus I have to do driving school online.

Then, drive through the worst rain imaginable in Orlando, not exceeding 50 mph for a full thirty minutes, and slowing to 35 mph for five minute intervals. Did I mention I missed work because I got in to late to get there...? Yeah, it was an awesome day.

So now, I'm back in Gainesville. I've been cranking out graduation thank you notes to people, trying to organize my room to some degree, uploading pics, etc.

Sorry this was so long, but it was an eventful weekend for me.

Oh, btw, Craig is coming down next week I think. Crazy.

xoxo,
A.