Deep calls to deep in the roar of Your waterfalls; all Your waves and breakers have swept over me.
Thursday, May 26, 2011
Am I evil or lovable?
Monday, May 16, 2011
BBQ time!
Last weekend there was a 10th anniversery party at a famous Western bar
in town. For the special occasion they had a free BBQ and all of the
foreigners came from around town to collect. It was so much fun. There
was a point where I almost forgot that I was living in a foreign
country. There was a live band playing Foo Fighters, Kings of Leon,
and all of the classics. The foreign communtiy here is lovely, just as
I guessed. ;)
Korean Class
I am now in my 3rd week of Korean class taught by the sweetest Korean
man known....to Korea. The class is specifally offered to foreigner
teachers in hagwons, the type of Korean private school that I teach
in). We are learning the Korean alphabet at the moment. The people in
my class are pretty rad. I know that it sounds pretty lame to think
that hanging out in a tiny room with a bunch of foreiners learning to
speak Korean sounds like pretty lame way to spend the morning but I
love being in the learning atmosphere again. And we go out to lunch
afterwards. Food makes everything better where we say things in
Korean....APPLICATION! The second best part about my class is that its
free!
Sunday, May 15, 2011
Busan
Moonsusong
Noribong
Noribong
A Noribong is the korean twist on karoking, but instead of doing it in
front of a big crowd you get your own room. This room could be big
enough for 10 people or only big enough for one. A noribong can be a
great place to finish an evening out with your friends when you are
feeling more willing to sing along to your favorite tunes. The
Noribong can be a great place to take your secret crush on a date
aswell. Carlo decided to take me to a noribong on our third date. It
was very entertaining and memorable, not for the faint at heart but
great for romancing an American girl. Then you stumble upon people who
go to a noribong by themself. Carlo and I saw many Korean children in
an arcade singing in a noribong room all by themselves. Which is weird
for me because I would never want to do karoke by myself.....too
awkward. Especially when there is a clear window where everyone else
can see inside... singing
Cat Brothel
There's this infamous Cat Cafe in Ulsan where you can go to get a
quick bit to eat and cup of coffee and a furry companion. You can
selection one of the many cats roaming the building to accompany for
your time. I like to think of this place as a "cat brothel" if you
will. The idea is a good concept but once put into practice it doesnt
really work. First of all, the whole place smells like cat pee. Not
great for the restaurant aspect, the real money maker. Secondly, the
cats like hang out in the kitchen....and that just ain't kosher with
me, unless you are parshal to having a side of cat hair with your
pancakes. If this went down in the States, the board of health would
be all over that like white on rice....(they eat a lot of rice
here...hehe)
so this is kinda awkward
My appolgies for not writing about my first month in Korea. My time in
Korea has been greatly added to by the influence of one individual.
This individual as you may have guessed is a man. Not just any man, a
South African man. From the moment he started pursuing me we have been
on an adventure...together in Korea. I guess the reason I have not
shared my stories with you world is because the majority of them
involve this man. But enough time has passed that I feel like
including you in my life world.
So here we go, the cat is out of the bag. We have some catching up to do.
Thursday, April 14, 2011
Immigration Health Check
immigration within the first 3 weeks of your arrival. The manager
decided it would be a great idea for me to have my health screening
right of the bus into Ulsan.
So we go to the hospital, and as soon as I enter the examination room
all eyes were on me, the foreigner. As I sit down, I see all of these
different stations set in a circle arond the room and I was informed
that I would be taking all of the examinations, while a room full of
Koreans watched my every move.
Chapter 1: Weight
I was asked to remove my shoes and stand on this scale with this long
pole sticking up out of it. I thought this contraption was just going
to tell them my weight. I stand on it and then the nurse comes to me
and tries to adjust my body because I was obvious doing something
wrong, so what do I do? I try to awkwardly correct the mistake
myself, and try turning around to face the pole. While this is
happening, this bar comes down from the top of this pole and bops me
on the head and that is when I realized that this pole is trying to
take my height as well. So this nurse moves my body around again until
I am face forward. I stand with my back straight against the pole.
They say outloud how talk I was in Korean as my Korean audience is
amazed at my freakish height.
Chapter 2: Hearing Test
A new nurse took me into a room labeled hearing test where she no joke
solely took measures of my chest and then sent me into a sound proof
room to listen for beeps on a machine. What my bust size
has to do with a hearing test. I know not
Chapter 3: X-Ray
This male nurse brought me into a room and shut the door and said "OK,
take bra off, shirt off. Put gown on." So, I went behind a curtain and
did as he said. He brought me to this machine and placed my chin on
this bar, he put my arms on my waist, and pushed them forward against
the machine. He pushes a button ands says "Punish it." When I did
nothing, he says louder "PUNISH IT!" I starred at him with an
extremely confused look on his face. He pulls me away from the machine
and says "Finish-e". Which is what he had been saying all along. A
then get dressed and moved to the next station.
Chapter 4: Not really sure what they were checking for.
This female nurse takes me behind a curtain and has me remove my shoes
and lay on the bed. She then tells me to pull my shirt up, which is
normal, my doctor at home does this when she examines my abdomen, so I
oblige and pull my shirt up to reveal my abdomen and she says "NO, up
all of the way!" I then give her an off look and look towards the
curtain because I know that the thin curtain is all the keeps my
Korean audience from seeing my "goods". I reluclently do as she says
and she attached all of these suction cups to my chest and then
connected something that looked like a car battery charger to my toes.
Not really sure what they were testing for....
Chapter 5: Urine Sample
How can a urine sample not be awkward, really. The male nurse sent me
off to the bathroom with a cup. Maybe its a combination of carrying
your own urine through a crowded room and being self conscious about if
your pee smells or is too dark (hey I had just got a 24 hour plane ride)
but it was not enjoyable. I handed the man my cup and watched as he
extracted to viles out of it and then he hands me the cup back. He
tells me to throw it away and I swear he pointed the trash can right
next to his desk. I thought to myself this is weird but he just pointed
to this trash can. Right as I am about to dump it in what seemed to be
this nurse's personal trash can he stops me and says "NO,NO!" and
points now to the restroom.
Chapter 6: The Blood Test
As I come back from the restroom, this same male nurse is already
upset with me because this dumb foreinger just tried to pour their pee
into his trash. He tells me to roll my sleeve up because he will be
taking my blood. Now, I am really into giving blood. I might be on the
edge of being addicted to giving blood. In the states, I give blood
religiously with my friends. I feel like its my super power, my gift
to the world. I absolutely love it, but when that male nurse barely
cleaned arm and jabbed that needle in my arm, I was not a happy
camper. In the US, they will clean your vein for 30 seconds, will look
at both arms to see which arm has a bigger vein, make a mark to see
the direction the vessel flows, gentle insert needle, and then bandage
your arm up properly. This guy gave me what appeared to be a wet wipe
and told me to hold it there until the blood stopped.
Chapter 7: Wrong Room
As I am making my way around the stations in the rooms, I try to enter
in the next room without being told to do so. The lady outside the
door was just smiling at me and I took that as a clue that it is my
turn to enter the room. As I try to walk in the room my manager grabs
my arm and says "NO, penis!" Confused as ever I look back a the sign
on the door it said "Prostate Examination"
And thus concludes my short story of my trip to the immigration health check.
Wednesday, April 13, 2011
Don't Radiation Rain on My Parade
Tuesday, April 5, 2011
Life Diet?!?!
Thursday, March 24, 2011
Oeuvre d'Art
As Im sorting through my things I found this notepad I had when I lived in France that I use to write new vocab words in. I came upon this gem of a poem I wrote one day in my grammar class titled "Gummies"
The time spent together I think we must dwell
All the stories and hangouts that we've shared altogether
Through ups and downs through good and bad weather
summers filled with volleyball
the worst player on the team I was
you smiled and laughed and said better luck next time
A group of people that accepted my lack of coordination? It was sublime
Tubing in the summer air, hangin with the ladies w/o a care
Giving blood to our hearts content,
Looking after children who would not relent
Many road trips we underwent
many burdens we did vent
And now we welcome Brent
You've held me up and made me understand
Made me proud to say I'm with the band (*disclaimer Tuesday Life Church)
You make my week easier,
Although living with my mom for this long was never the plan,
On John, on Daniel, on Chris,on Becky
On Doug, on JerErin on Jason and Jenny
On Brent, on Grafton and sometimes the Denos
Have a merry... Life
For even though I walk in the shadow of North Korea
I will fear no disunity, I'm set!
I've got this. Don't you know I've got community?
and with this love that I must confess I will do my best to digress
Though oceans and time zones may come between us I will remember you
You've showed me to learn from Jesus, live the gospel and love in community.
Thanks for giving me the opportunity
Saturday, March 12, 2011
Kristen EXOTIC?!?!
I promise I'm not trying to be inappropriate.
Saturday, February 26, 2011
I was made for this
This is how I have been created to live overseas
1. I love making new friends. Building community is one of my favorite things to do. Whether its organizing a blood drive or bike ride with friends, watching my favorite TV shows with old college alums, or catching up with friends over coffee, I love building and being in a community. Moving back to Fishers has taught me that. Support from a community is vital in my life. So naturally I am drawn to make or find community.
2. I love blogging and writing about my experiences. I love reading blogs and getting caught up in people’s stories.
3. I love love love making movies. Yet another way to connect with the West.
4. I live for awkward moments and adapting to a new culture is sure to be full of embarrassment.
5. I’ve gradually built up to being away for a year. First I went to college, then to France for 4 months, then California for 7 months. 1 year is the next stepping stone naturally.
The Local Market
*Spoiler Alert
(*Spoiler Alert: I’m moving to Korea for you non-readers)
Dear friends,
Hey y’all! Whatever season in my life you are connected to, I come to you now and say hello. This is a letter of explanation and inclusion in my life. As you may know, I’ve been living in Fishers for a little over a year now. My time in Fishers has been filled with long hours at the preschool I work at and fun times with my friends both old and new. I have cherished the different seasons in my life and the life lessons I have taken from them. Although living with my mother and brother has been an experience in itself, I am moving on to the next season in life. For those of you who know me, I have always had my site set on living internationally and teaching English as a second language. When I was at IU, this was all I could dream about, but when it came time for me to make a decision, I came back short handed. I could never make a decision of where and when I wanted to go. I could not even limit it down to a continent. For the longest time I felt so perplexed by this looming question, eventually I tried avoiding it completely. I think that there was a point where I could be swayed to go anywhere if it had the right appeal. Well, after years of asking God where and when, I have an answer to give you…
Ulsan, South Korea April 2011
It feels good to have an answer, a destination, and opportunity. So here is the situation. I will be teaching English to students from ages 8-13 at a private language institute. Here are some frequently asked questions you may have for me that I have readily prepared for you. Please scroll down to the section marked “Frequently Asked Questions”
Frequently Asked Questions
1. Do you know anyone from South Korea let alone Ulsan?
No, but I am good at making friends. There are 5 other English teachers at my school so they automatically have to be my friends. Right?
2. How long are you going to be there?
My contract is for a year starting in April. After that time, I will reevaluate.
3. But wait Kristen, you don’t speak Korean, do you?
Not really, but I can figure it out one way or another
4. What is Ulsan like?
It’s a bigger city, about 1.3 million people. Nowhere near as many people as Seoul. It’s on the Southeast coast of Korea, about a two hours outside of Seoul. South Korea is about the size of Indiana for a reference. From what I gather, Ulsan has some major shipyards, there’s a big Hyundai plant, and it is very mountainous.
5. Where will you live?
The school has set me up with a furnished apartment. I even have a laundry machine! Unfortunately no dryer.
I am so excited for this move. I wanted to include you all in this news, because guess what?!?! I’m taking you with me. Live this portion of my life out with me. Pray for me. Read my blog. Skype me for any reason in the world. Follow me on twitter. Watch my videos.
This is going to be new and different and I want you all there with me. And if any of you where there for my France e-mails you know that interesting stuff just happens to me.
WE ARE GOING TO ASIA!
God has just given me amazing peace about this whole situation. I am so blessed to be given this amazing adventure to embark on. And no matter how brave I can pretend to be, I still have a lot to learn about trusting God. There’s sure to be challenges, miscommunications, and times of complete frustration, but I’ve had an incredible realization, I am following where God is taking me. I’m just along for the ride and it feels so good.
So this is where I am. I’m going. Really.
Pray for my preparations, especially my work visa process, and my life left in Indiana. Come and see me or make me come and see you. Let’s talk life. Shall we?
Monday, February 7, 2011
Revolutionize Your Paradigm
Monday, January 10, 2011
Resolution #4 Watch more HowCast and less Hulu
Friday, January 7, 2011
Just Tryin' to Be Flexible
Resolution #3 Be more flexible
Check out the benefits of stretching.
1. Improved Performance, Decreased Injury Risk
2. Reduced Muscle Soreness
3. Improved Posture
4. Reduced Risk of Low Back Pain
5. Increased Blood and Nutrients to Tissues
6. Improved Muscle Coordination
7. Enhanced Enjoyment of Physical Activities
Finally putting my yoga mat to use. This is a great way to unwind or start the day for those of us who need a little tranquility in their life. Great time to pray, reflect, or think about what to blog next.
Thursday, January 6, 2011
Make More Movies
Sunday, January 2, 2011
What would a New Year be w/o Resolutions?
Well, it's no secret that I have my neglected my dear blog. Not that anyone out in the cyber world has felt a terrible loss without my sarcastic remarks and witty dance numbers. As part of the New Year I am turning over a new leaf. I will be updating my blog with a new New Year's resolution.