My Secret Dream...

So, I have a dream…

I want to be a famous star in Korea.

Silly, yes, but it could be possible. I’m interesting enough. And foreign. And have already been interviewed for a popular TV show where a bunch of foreign girls sit around talking in Korean. (Of course there was one little, tiny obstacle…the fact that I don’t speak Korean…) Anyway, Stella and I have sat around and planned out my future career in stardom and have come up with a few ways to get me there...

1. Attend a Korean Language School: Casting directors have been known to scout out new foreign talent at some of the bigger language institutes.

2. Stalk famous Koreans in Apgujeong: This is known as the most expensive area in Seoul, and thus where all the stars and directors live, hang out, get drunk, etc. If I hang out here enough, I just might get discovered. Or at the least get a famous person to buy me a drink…or just end up spending all my money paying to get into overpriced clubs…

3. “Accidently” get discovered while walking passed a film set: They film for dramas/movies/commercials EVERYWHERE, so perhaps one day as I’m walking by, the director decides he needs a foreign extra. Viola! My foot is in the door. Note: I’ve walked by about 5 sets to date and nothing yet…sixth one is a charm…

4. YouTube video of me singing/speaking/acting in Korean: Koreans LOVE foreigners who do anything in Korean. Some girl from California got instant stardom in Korea when she posted videos of her singing K-Pop songs. They even flew her over here to be on a variety show…that could be me…

5. Go on a reality show: There is a show where the basic jist is that a bunch of people act out different famous scenes from movies. You don’t have to speak Korean…and we all already know how much of a drama queen I am…

6. Take a hip-hop class in Hongdae: This is where one of the top vocal groups in Korea, Big Bang, hangs out and lives. Perhaps they troll local dance studios for fresh back-up dancers…and perhaps they see me and decide they need a foreign back-up dancer…Yea, so they’re all between the ages of 19 and 22, I look like I’m 21…

Along with how to get there, we’ve also discussed some perks…

1. Stella gets to tell everyone that she’s my best friend…thus making her famous by association.
2. I can get back at Young and James for turning me down…haha… (I like this one…)
3. A cool, new apartment for me and Stella to share.
4. A puppy because I’ll be rich enough to hire a maid to help take care of it and Issie. And a big enough apartment that they could co-exist without knowing that the other exists…
5. Pretty clothes…
6. I could have an entourage.
7. I get to kiss hot actors and pose with them for ad campaigns.
8. I will finally have learned Korean.
9. Hot, Korean boyfriends… need I say more?
10. Yes, I do. If I ever get tired of being famous, I can always move back to the U.S. and go back to no one knowing me.

Haha, ah, I think I’m a bit too much of a dreamer…but I figured the blog needed some cheering up. ^_^

Heart Strings

It's weird to me how my heart can feel so strongly that it wants me to fight for something after being wrenched three times in three weeks. Normally I am notorious for my lack of follow through and any sort of emotional pain sends me running as hard as I can in the opposite direction. Instead my stomach is in the same tangle of knots I've felt only once previously in my life while my heart keeps grasping at any hope it can find. Where does my inability to get over broken trust fit into this picture?

I would say I wish life were easy, but if it were—I would only get bored.

For now the pain is worth it. Worth it because my heart is telling me that this is something worth fighting for. Crazy masochistic heart. When will you ever learn?

Oh to live in the country...

Hello all!
I’m back from my refreshing three-day weekend in the countryside of Korea. It was wonderful. The scenery was amazing and my friend Jung Min and I had a lot of fun. We did some sightseeing and spent some time just relaxing. I’ve got a full report on my blog (see link to the right: Overworked and Deliriously Happy) and pictures up on Facebook.

Also, I just wanted to take a moment to mention that today for you (yesterday for me) was the 14th anniversary of the Oklahoma City bombing. I always take some time on April 19 to think about what happened and say a prayer specifically for the people who were directly affected. Also to thank God for protecting my family and I during that time, since both I and my Mom and sister were on our way to downtown Oklahoma City when the bomb went off. I was loading the bus to go listen to the Philharmonic on a school trip and my Mom was about to go to the post office downtown, which was next door to the Murrah Building. We were blessed, but so many others weren’t, including some friends of our family who lost a sister and an aunt that day.

But, anyway, I suppose I’ll end on a happy note. I have a new crush, though sadly he can’t really speak English…sad day, but it still makes for fun times at Bar Ireland, or Ireland as Jung Min and I call it. Besides, I’m learning Korean. ^_^ And he did tell Jung Min he wanted to learn English because of me…

Dodging a bullet

So today I found out that I still have a job! Yay!

I also found out that, because I still have a job, my pay is being cut because I am no longer a Sales Manager Trainee, I am just a supervisor. I don't get a huge cut in pay but enough that I have to defer some loans and switch over to AT&T uverse to save money among other things that I need to consider going forward. I have a month to switch stuff around.

*sigh* I knew this was going to happen. And it really isn't just me, it is the whole company. Some one that lacks the skills to plan or maybe pay attention to what the hell is going on in the economy has left the company with way too many MITs (managers in training) while they are also cleaning house with Sales managers and Assistant Store Managers. So a lot of people are finding themselves in my position....

It sucks coming off of a great visit with the District Manager's boss that couldn't thank me and the other MIT for our hard work in helping turn this place around, but I will take it to getting fired any day of the week.

So I guess a big question mark in my life has just been solved, I know where I will be till further notice, here in Chicago working in Woodridge.

A few hours later.....

And the melancholy sets in. Its hard to not be upset after busting my ass for this store and this is the thanks I get...but I am trying my darndest to not dwell on it because well, I could be unemployed and that would be much worse. *sigh* I am just sorry I had to drop the bomb shell on my uncle about not being able to afford rent any more at its current level. So we will see what he says and how badly my aunt reacts to the news...she is not going to be happy to say the least.

I do get to go to St. Louis next week for an extended stay...but not sure if that will be good either because my mom is ready to kill my dad. *sigh* somethings never change (or some people never change) And my poor Anna is sick. Some liver problems is causing the poor dog to drink a TON of water and then pee every few hours. We finally pulled together the money to get the ultra sound done on her (300 stinkin dollars!) and they don't think she needs surgery to correct the problem. Just medicine that treats Cushings Disease. My poor Anna banana. :(

















Anna with Missy, my sister's dog. This pic was before Missy got cut. My mom loved all her black streaks she had as a young puppy and didn't want Missy to get them cut off, but she needed to be cut. I was about to start calling her Missy the mop.

And in other news....Sherrie and I are planning on heading to Arkansas in May for a very fast road trip to Canda's wedding (barring any unforseen financial complications from pay cut) and Chris' wedding in July. We are staying with the wonderful Mr. and Mrs. McCullough (my former Accounting teacher and second home away from home) so that will be fun! Yay roadtrips!

Notes from the Observation Deck

So actually I'm in an airport.

At a gate.

Still 2 hours early.

I waited in line in the bathroom, found food, changed concourses and still found my gate so early they were still boarding the flight that takes off before mine. Oh and I even made a random impulse stop to buy orange Fanta.

Mmmm. Fanta.

I brought my laptop for times such as these and paid a monthly subscription to airport wireless so I can use it on all my ridiculously long layovers on this flight.

Someone needs to tell the girl across from me that her body is not fit enough to show that much leg or stomach. Seriously.

So I was a little afraid my flight here (the first of four flights for the day) would be terrible because this family with a 5 year old and a 2 year old who had never flown before sat in my row and a 4 month old baby was in the seat right in front of me. Surprisingly all three kids did absolute amazing, and they were all adorable.

There's a middle aged overweight woman to my left who I'm pretty sure is two thirds of the way down her contact list on her cell phone now. It's possible that she's not that far since occasionally people she hasn't made it to yet (but was allegedly going to) interrupt current conversations. Perhaps the most amusing part of her though is that not only does she have a pair of glasses tucked neatly into her shortly cropped blonde hair but she's also wearing a second pair of dark rims held low on her nose with a strand of pearls around her neck. The ensemble would not be complete without her periwinkle velour pants, shirt and jacket accented with baby blue butterfly earrings the size of walnuts that glitter whenever the light catches them.

I decided her conversations weren't all that intriguing, however, and put on my headphones (or is in more accurate since they're earbuds?) to listen to the Metro Station album I downloaded last night before I left. Last night I googled "california lyrics" for fun (don't ask, I was trying to stay up till it was time to leave for my flight) and found their song California so downloaded the whole album. They sound a little like Relient K. I feel like this song is me and Brian.

What do you say we leave for California
If we drive all night we can make it by the morning
And no one has to know if we decide to go
What do you say we leave for California

If we leave our friends then we can be together
We can leave this town if only for the weather
I could drive and you could sleep
While the radio collides to the sound of our heartbeats

Really though, the whole album is pretty good. You should check it out.

Oh yeah, and I almost slept through my first flight this morning. I took what was supposed to be an hour and a half nap but my alarm didn't go off and my roommate (also my ride) had accidentally set hers to 4pm instead of 4am. So she woke me up at 4:45 and was like "Are we going???" I had wanted to leave by 4:30. It's cool though, I made it.

I suppose that's all for now.

Until I find more freaks.

:)