Thursday, April 15, 2010

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Now, when I signed up for this job they told me that my room was part of the package, that I would not be paying for a place to stay mainly because in order to get a place to stay here you have to fork over a truckload of cash.  When I read the "Teach English in Korea" recruitment website, they said that the apartment would be up to Western standards.  Well, that was a bit...optimistic on their part or they don't know Western standards.  My bathroom and shower to speak and I find my apartment to severely lack kitchen area.  But, I'm patient and lord knows I don't need lots of space to live by myself.  I can handle this part, but what was icing on the cake is that I live next to a dump.


Thursday, April 8, 2010

So lately I've veered off the Go stuff, and for those of you who are here for that, I just haven't been as hardcore with my study over the past week....AND IT FEELS GREAT.  Only having to focus on working at school is liberating, but rest assured come Saturday, May 1 I will be right back at the Yu Changhyuk Baduk Dojang ready to do battle with the 9 year olds.

That's right kiddies, I'll be back.

Sunday, April 4, 2010

Starting over

This month I'm just plain taking a break, I'm burned out.  I was going to take Korean lessons on the weekend but I'm kind of enjoying spending my weekends not at the dojo and not running anywhere, trying to do something.  Don't read that as "Oh, Jon's giving up" or anything like that; far from it.  I realized I'm human and I needed a break, I can't run like a machine.  I've burned out many times in the past and this is the first time in my life that my response is to actually take care of myself rather than convince myself I can just slug through the burnout and work more.  That's not the way human beings are made and that's just not a good approach to life.  I think I finally get it.


Saturday, April 3, 2010

Culture Crossings

So, in lighter news we had our first staff potluck last Tuesday and it was a big hit.  As some of you may know I love to cook and I'm pretty good at it.  The skill came out as sort of a necessity since my mother hates preparing food.  She used to have little respect for it and when my grandmother tried to teach her how to make certain dishes she would just hide the pans and run away.  For a good part of my life we just ordered take out or ate meals out of a box, not exactly healthy but hey it worked.  When I got older I discovered I much preferred to make my own food and cooking to me is much like an experiment with the recipe as your guide. During graduate school I would go over my friend Kristen's place and would prepare meals which also gave me the chance to widen my repertoire.  Well I got another chance to go at it in the kitchen for this week's potluck, with an added challenge: the people I was making food for had distinctly different pallets than I did.