Seoul_to_Soul



This is me. This is me in Corea. This is me teaching English in Corea. This is me.
Seoul_to_Soul



~ Sunday, August 08, 2004
 
I got to school this morning only to find out that I had to teach all day, starting from 9:45am until 10pm tonight, with a mere hour break from 7-8pm. Thanks a whole lot, Shaheed, for turning out to be a lame-ass and ditching our school. I'm now playing kindergarten substitute, afternoon teacher, as well as recruiter. Let's just say I'm less than pleased. I'm pretty angry, to say the least. Plus, I'm supposed to have privates everyday this week, and I'm sure they won't be very happy to know that for the next 3 days, I'm stuck here at school working absurd hours. Alex just talked to Judy's mom and now I get to go and tutor at 8am, before teaching kinder. Thanks again Shaheed. Agnes cornered me sometime after lunch and then wanted me to call the recruiter from our main school, basically because Choi and her don't get along. She's a western woman and she has some sort of grudge against him. Whatever. Agnes took my 2pm class and I was on the phone most of that hour trying to sort out getting a new teacher. At least something good came of it. A new teacher, with 2 years prior experience is coming to Korea tomorrow. Hard to believe they got their shit together that quickly to get a new teacher. Agnes even moved all the necessary stuff into the apartment tonight. Ilze will be arriving tomorrow night. We can only hope that she's a keeper. At this point, everbody is pretty nervous. We need this one to work out.

So, knowing that Leigh's boyfriend, who has a car, would be at her house tonight, I called him up after I finished at 10pm and asked if he would help me move some weights from Nadiya and Joe's old apartment. I didn't think the bench and weights would be that much, but the bench ended up not fitting in his car and the weights were quite heavy. The shitty part of things is that I'm probably gonna have to get a new phone now too. I'm pretty ticked at myself right now. I put a bunch of weights in my bag and they must have gone on top of my phone. I cracked the screen and now can only see the very top of it, which means I can't read anything. Man am I an ass. I need my phone, but it does me no good (other than receiving calls), if I can't read anything on the screen. I hope I can at least get the numbers out somehow. I just don't know. Either way, I won't be able to do anything about it until at least the weekend. Chances are, I'll have to get a new phone. Shit, at this point, I could have bought a new phone for what I'm spending on 3 used ones. Just makes me mad that I could have been so stupid!

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