(sing)
Paved paradise and putting a parking lot..ooooo...bop bop bop bop...ooooo..bop bop bop bop
As you can see the positive energy fairy visited this weekend and I am the most excited about this trip as I have been since we decidedt to take the plunge.
This song popped into my head this weekend after I thought of ONE MILLION things I could write on my blog.
I remember the first time I heard this song was in my high school english 'enrichment' class. I remember feeling so privelaged to be in 'enrichment' english, like I was really cool. D always laughs at my ideas of 'cool' saying there is NO WAY we would have ever dated in high school as I sounded like the biggest nerd.
But ANYWAY in we had this funky 'enrichment' enlgish teacher who I think used to be a university professor and in turn married one of his students (this is not so creepy as he did not marry a high school student and oddly enough, it never really seemed weird) but he used to have this section of his class where he would bust out one of his LPs, play us a song and then ask us to disect it. The Joni Mitchell classic was one of those songs. I have no recollection of the analytical discussion, I just always remember that song from that class.
(I think I could acutally wrote more blog entries just on that class as I'm thinking about it but trying to focus myself here...)
I actually woke up on Sunday wanting to tap tap tap away at the keys about our Korea experience and since we no longer have a laptop and cancelled the internet, I was stuffed. What's worse, the week before, not only did we have D's laptop from work but we also had the backup latptop that I could have at least typed blogs into to upload today.
And of course, all my words have fallen out of my head so I know longer can remember exactly what I was going to write. Good one, dumbass.
I should thank those who left kind comments last week and sent emails with encouragement. I feel like a bit of a jerk sometimes with my woe-is-me melancholy crap. I guess I just want to accurately represent this experience.
I had a great chat with Big A yesterday, our contact in Korea, who is one of my oldest and dearest friends from high school. He's setting everything up for us in Korea and helped to reaffirm that although our flights seem to be very 'last minute', this is very 'Korea'. I've read this, that things tend to be left until the last minute, but it was good hear that things are still going on course.
I also realised that he has not really changed very much in the last 15 years. His cheery disposition and almost child like belief that things will just fall into place still amazes me to this day, even more so that he tends to be right.
And so, I'm starting this week with renewed excitement. It's finally kicking in. I'm MOVING TO SOUTH KOREA! I'm going to be in sweltering heat (yes yes yes!!) in two weeks time. I'm going to meet a million new people and experience the vulnerability of not knowing the language. I'm going to stick out like a sore thumb in amongst the Koreans and I'm going to have such a facination with other people's facination of me.
I also found out that it may not be as difficult to still talk to my mom every Sunday. A little piece of home that I cherish on a weekly basis.
Paved paradise and putting a parking lot..ooooo...bop bop bop bop...ooooo..bop bop bop bop
As you can see the positive energy fairy visited this weekend and I am the most excited about this trip as I have been since we decidedt to take the plunge.
This song popped into my head this weekend after I thought of ONE MILLION things I could write on my blog.
I remember the first time I heard this song was in my high school english 'enrichment' class. I remember feeling so privelaged to be in 'enrichment' english, like I was really cool. D always laughs at my ideas of 'cool' saying there is NO WAY we would have ever dated in high school as I sounded like the biggest nerd.
But ANYWAY in we had this funky 'enrichment' enlgish teacher who I think used to be a university professor and in turn married one of his students (this is not so creepy as he did not marry a high school student and oddly enough, it never really seemed weird) but he used to have this section of his class where he would bust out one of his LPs, play us a song and then ask us to disect it. The Joni Mitchell classic was one of those songs. I have no recollection of the analytical discussion, I just always remember that song from that class.
(I think I could acutally wrote more blog entries just on that class as I'm thinking about it but trying to focus myself here...)
I actually woke up on Sunday wanting to tap tap tap away at the keys about our Korea experience and since we no longer have a laptop and cancelled the internet, I was stuffed. What's worse, the week before, not only did we have D's laptop from work but we also had the backup latptop that I could have at least typed blogs into to upload today.
And of course, all my words have fallen out of my head so I know longer can remember exactly what I was going to write. Good one, dumbass.
I should thank those who left kind comments last week and sent emails with encouragement. I feel like a bit of a jerk sometimes with my woe-is-me melancholy crap. I guess I just want to accurately represent this experience.
I had a great chat with Big A yesterday, our contact in Korea, who is one of my oldest and dearest friends from high school. He's setting everything up for us in Korea and helped to reaffirm that although our flights seem to be very 'last minute', this is very 'Korea'. I've read this, that things tend to be left until the last minute, but it was good hear that things are still going on course.
I also realised that he has not really changed very much in the last 15 years. His cheery disposition and almost child like belief that things will just fall into place still amazes me to this day, even more so that he tends to be right.
And so, I'm starting this week with renewed excitement. It's finally kicking in. I'm MOVING TO SOUTH KOREA! I'm going to be in sweltering heat (yes yes yes!!) in two weeks time. I'm going to meet a million new people and experience the vulnerability of not knowing the language. I'm going to stick out like a sore thumb in amongst the Koreans and I'm going to have such a facination with other people's facination of me.
I also found out that it may not be as difficult to still talk to my mom every Sunday. A little piece of home that I cherish on a weekly basis.
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