Thursday, March 17, 2011


So, I was going to call this entry "magic" when I was under the impression that I could write a blog entry on my new cell phone.

Turns out I was wrong!

Basically, every time I tried to open Blogger, my phone decided to restart.


So, I have reluctantly decided to brave the dial up, and, here I am, twenty minutes later, and the page has loaded enough that I can write an entry.


I haven't really been up to much, truth be told.  I've been attempting to acquire a job so that I can get myself an apartment and move into Edmonton by the start of April.  Basically, if I spend two months out in the country, I'm going to lose my mind.

I love my parents and all, and, really, the farm is a great place to come to to relax and get away from the city, but... yeah, I'm bored.

I'm also really apologetic for not writing more, but, dial up is slowly making me lose my mind.  So is having to balance in insane yoga-like poses in order to get cell phone reception.

Yes, we are really THAT isolated. 

Actually, the farm is in a valley, and the cell phone tower wave thingers that give one cell phone reception don't actually reach here.  This is also why we have the dial up conundrum.

Honestly, the lack of high speed is not for lack of trying... it's due to lack of technology.  I think Telus is planning on trying to roll out the proper fibre optic lines out here sometime within the next like... ten years, though!

It should be noted that I use the term "farm" loosely.  We don't really have a farm, we have ten acres.  A farmer that lives by us does get some bails out of it each year, and we have two dogs, some farm cats (that hate people), and a bird.  Oooooooooh, farmy!

Someone on TV just said fisting, and now they're talking about eating cremains... I kind of want to watch Six Feet Under, now.

The great news, is that I technically have a job, the paperwork just has to be completed.

I reapplied for my job in the paint department in a Home Depot in the city.  I know, I know... really?!  Home Depot?!  Seriously, though, I frickin' loved that job.  I love working with paint!

The interview was just a formality, they had to fill out that paper work, and, they still have to call my reference, but, they told me that I have the job.  Now, if only they would get their butts in gear, and call me in to fill out the final paperwork... the cute little apartment that I found needs me to have a confirmed job before I can apply for it.  And, I really want that little apartment!  I'm worried that, if I don't hand in the application soon, it's going to be gone.  Actually, I'm worried that it's already gone.  I really hope not... the landlady liked me, but, business is business.

I compiled all of Rick's stuff, put it in a box, and my mom drove me into the city today to drop it off.  I just left it on his doorstep.  I didn't want to deal with his family or even him, if he was in there.  I have better things to do.  I'm assuming I'm going to see some dumbass e-mail in my future, though.  I really hope not.  A lot of it was crap that he bought me, stuff I kept from the things we did, as well as the supposed "engagement ring" he bought to try to guilt me into staying with him.  I like to call it the "Big Box O' Lies!"

One thing that I enjoy about moving back to Canada is that I know when concerts are happening.  For example, I have recently purchased tickets to see two concerts in May: The Pixies and Death Cab for Cutie with Bright Eyes... so stoked!

I am, officially, no longer jetlagged... thank GOODNESS!

Seriously, going to bed between 7:30 and 9 every night, and waking up super early was not pleasant. 

Anywhoodles, I'm going to attempt to reply to everyone's comments, now... but, I make no promises.  I don't know how well this computer will deal with Disqus.  We'll see!

Toodles, loves!  <3

Saturday, March 5, 2011

still alive...

So, I made it back to Canada in one piece, for the most part.

I went to Gwangju on Saturday with some friends, and we spent the weekend partying and nursing hangovers.  It was a great send off, I had a lot of fun.

It was a lotttt of traveling, that's for sure.  Four hour bus ride to Incheon, three hours of waiting in the airport, twelve hour flight, two hours of waiting in Vancouver airport, and then my plane got delayed for two hours--while we were on the stupid plane--then an hour and a half flight to Edmonton, and then about two hours or so of driving to get home.

Needless to say, I've been really jetlagged this week.

Of course, I've also gone shopping for clothes and a cell phone and such... and then been going to bed at like eight at night.  Because my brain now has me configured as an old woman.

Well, to end my time in Korea, I have come to the conclusion that there are officially no decent landlords in the country. 

Actually, I doubt there are decent landlords anywhere in the world...

But, seriously, within the last few hours in the country, I got a phone call from my co-teacher, telling me that I had supposedly destroyed the floor in the apartment, and that the landlord was demanding payment.

A few days after I had been moved into this last place, my floor heating and hot water were finally working.  So, I took the bathmat from under the desk and went to move it in front of the bathroom.  When I moved the bathmat, I noticed that the floor had been ripped up by a desk chair or something like that, and that the damage had been covered by the mat.  Because I'm an idiot, I didn't say anything about it.

Now, the landlord is claiming that in the seven nights I spent in that apartment, I ripped up the floor, and he's trying to charge me for replacing it.

I didn't even use the desk, I kepy my laptop on the desk chair by my bed so that I could watch TV.  I basically didn't even use that side of the room.

I am incredibly pissed off.

They're trying to say that the room I was staying in was the former drama teacher's room, and that she didn't do anything to the floor, so it must have been me.

Well, I've been in the former drama teacher's room, and it was an entirely different room, the kitchen and bathroom were on opposite sides, and there was even a big window in her room, which my room did not have.

The former tenant fucked up the floor, refused to pay, the landlord covered it up, and now they're trying to get me to pay for it.

Clearly, fucking over the foreigner isn't a big deal in Korea.

Anyway, I'm trying to plan my classes for September, so, I'm going to head off now. 

Just letting you all know that I made it here alive!

Toodles, all <3

It should also be noted that I am currently on my parents' farm in the land of dial up, so, it is incredibly difficult for me to read and comment on blogs... including my own.  So, I shall be a bit behind until I move back into the city.  Sorry, loves!