The Jackie Robinson of So Ko

My pre-teen son has integrated my main school!
First Black.
First American.
First Black American.
First foreigner.
You get the picture. We have had a few challenges so far...but we are managing.

Being the "first" anywhere will be a bit daunting but he is a smart boy with a good sense of humor and is able, like his Mommy, to laugh at the absurd. We laugh, shake our heads and then keep it moving. 

Such is life.

Views on current state of my home country

I keep smelling "weed" here...wtf?

Real talk~ Can someone PLEASE tell me what is that weed smell here?👀 
I smelled it, again, today at the bus stop in my small city.
It can't be marijuana, right? Asking for...myself. 😂 

I look it up. Moss phlox, skunk cabbage or Cleome (spider flower) all smell like cannabis. 


🤔I thought the senior citizens were getting high as hell.

Slowly losing my englishee...

Is anyone else losing their English here?
I forgot the word for "leaving the hospital" and wanted to go "tenting" this summer. 🙄The longer I am here speaking broken English, the more I lose the ability to speak in complete sentences with correct vocabulary.😂 Any other English teachers need Englishee lessons like me?

Smoke? Don't do it!

No passive~aggressiveness when it comes to the cigarette warnings, huh, Korea?
Just straight to the point with this image.
"If you smoke this will happen to you. So STOP!"

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In facebook jail...somebody post my bond!

Monday morning
8am
Monday morning So...I have been put in facebook jail for not using my real name on the site. Some jerk reported me after I rejected him (nicely). So they locked me out and want me to send them a government i.d. before I can get back in. For anyone wondering if fb owns your pictures, well, this is a perfect answer. HELL YEAH they own your sh@t. I have tons of pictures on there and have NO ACCESS unless I play by their rules. Even after you delete a picture fb still keeps that image. Basically once you post a pic it now belongs to them. 

So I am using this locked-out jail time to start doing productive things, like reading and figuring out what the hell I used to do before I came to Korea and started to waste my life on fb. Because of past stalking incidents in my life, I am reluctant to use my real name on there. I have no choice really. An option is to just open a new account but then I would lose ALL my pics. So I'll give myself a week and then decide. God knows I need to refocus on important things in my life instead of fakebook. If you know of any other way I can get around this, please post a suggestion. I tried to contact them but did not get a response.

signed inmate
123F@ckFB

10.30am
I am already missing vital information from being off of facebook for a few days. My co-teacher knocked on my door and told me that I was accepted to both of the JLP camps. My orientation will be in Damyang next Thursday. I had no idea because it was announced, where else? Fakebook. Sucks, so at least I know now and will make plans to attend. Only five more days to go.DAMN YOU FAKEBOOOOOOOK!!!!

Tears of loneliness

It is 7am on a Tuesday morning. I am crying because I am sad and lonely. Today is a national holiday and there is so much to do...but no one to do it with. Even the restaurants have a minimum of two people to eat. I just spent the entire, two full days of my weekend alone, cleaning, doing laundry, watching movies, skyping with family/friends from back home...basically being alone and trying to keep busy. 

What people don't tell you about living here is that the loneliness is sometimes overwhelming. Sure it would be easy to meet up with some fake friends to hang out with. But in the middle of hanging out with them you STILL FEEL LONELY. So why even waste the energy to be around people who only want an audience or people who want a foreigner friend and always takes selfies of you two together to post - even after you say you are not in the mood for pics. 

So I stay alone and try to keep busy but on a holiday during the middle of the week, you actually want to do something. Sigh. Sorry for the rare pity party.

I just really, really miss being loved at this very moment.