Yesterday was my first day of the second term. During my time here in Seoul, I will teach four terms; so after this one, I will be halfway through my CDI experience. That is not to say that I have been “counting down” my time here at all, but I am simply amazed at how seems to fly by. I feel as if Halloween was just yesterday and not one month ago. I have been doing a lot of thinking about my Korean citizenship here. Though I arrived thinking that I would be here for more than a year (Sorry Mom, Sorry Dad if I didn’t tell you that), I have been considering that one year would be enough time to accomplish what I would like to.
With that said, I am resetting my goals for my time here. I have felt pretty lazy lately, so I need some goals:
- Learn enough Korean for a basic conversation with a stranger. Last night, I was locked out of my apartment building. It was 3:30 A.M. and I had just walked a while from my friend Theresa’s place. I had arrived to my building much later (or earlier) than this before and NEVER has the door been locked. So I literally waited around until a couple came up to the door and called the phone number on the keypad to the building. I was never issued a password to get into the building or anything and seemingly neither was this couple. So I waited with them as they dialed a myriad of phone numbers (one of them being the landlord?) and I stood and talked to the man. “Home?” he asked, pointing to the building. “Home,” I said. Thirty minutes or so later, some guy walked down the steps inside the building and unlocked it; it seems as if some drunk/stupid person thought it would be funny to lock the only entrance to the building from the inside.
- Write a little each day. I have been very disappointing in the writing department. I admit, lately I have been very inspired to write and have done so, but it’s mainly to recall how I felt when I first got to South Korea. I remember the words of my fiction writing workshop professor: “Megan, it’s going to be very important for you to have a contact back at home to correspond with. You definitely need to make writing your main job and everything else more insignificant.” I wish that I would have followed his advice, or really, taken it more seriously. He was trying to tell me that teaching was most likely going to take up more of my time, but don’t let writing fade away or sit on the backburner. So here I am, with a dozen half-written short stories, nothing finished.
- Stop worrying about relationships. This really should be number one I guess because I always let my thoughts travel to this. It’s tough to feel okay with being single in a foreign country (esp. when it seems that everyone around you has someone), but really, I have been doing all right. I just need to stop worrying about it.
- Exercise more. This really could be one of my main causes of lethargy. On my days off, I rarely leave my apartment anymore. Instead of sight-seeing and attempting to converse with people, I succumb to watching internet television and eating.
- Read more. This is easy to say, but reading recreationally is conducive to writing. I won’t have much time this term to read for fun, but I should make it a point.
Okay, I think that this is a good start. I had my first day with a new class and it went much better than my very first class at CDI. I would have usually only had one class on Tuesdays, but I was called in to sub for someone’s class at 4:00. In hindsight I am glad that I did it (extra money, looks good at the end of the term) but I wasn’t fully prepped for the material. Confidence and enthusiasm goes a long way when you have no clue what you are saying sometimes. So, I momentarily had a feeling of “Oh my God, am I taking on too much work for myself?” but then I was fine when I got into the classroom – cake. My day was nothing that two White Russians and a game of darts with a good friend couldn’t cure. As well as goals for my personal life, I have many goals for my new classes, which I will not bore you with here.
Here is a picture from my Memory class, which I won’t be teaching this term. The students were great (I saw many of them yesterday… and they were happy to see me!), but I didn’t think that I wanted to do the class again:
Aren’t they cute!?