The Productive Ways I Spend My Days

Today, I:

1. Well, hadn't done laundry in almost a month, so that had to be done first. 
2. 21 Jump Street was on TV so had to watch that because best movie ever.
3. When laundry was done, before I could fold it, I had to pick the best playlist to fold clothes to because priorities ok. My "LETS FOLD CLOTHES" playlist is still a work in progress.
4. My room was a pigsty, since it just felt easier to throw things on the floor the past few weeks instead of in their rightful places because Sandy. Can't work in a pigsty though, amirite, so had to clean that up.
5. Made this bracelet stand in the process because there was a toilet paper roll and cardboard amid the mess.
   
   
   I am totally legit with crafts: had magazine pages spread out all over my floor and made a glue + water mix -- papier-mache, bitch.
6. Remembered that Glee was trending on Twitter on Thursday, so had to watch this week's episode to see what all the hype was about even though I don't watch Glee at all LOL. Twitter hype probably wasn't about Blake, but omg Blake
7. Defeated all the available levels on Bubble Mania finally waddupp
8. Wow, A&M beat Alabama. Even though I'm a Longhorn at heart, good job, Aggies, doin' the state of Texas proud.
9. Finally got around to starting that major grade paper that I've put off for 3 months. Still in the outlining process, until I started getting sleepy, so first, I looked up foods that keep you awake and realized my body defies all because I had eaten everything on the list in the past few hours except for spicy foods. Then I decided to just run intensely in place + do pseudo-squats (does anyone remember how to do real squats???) to wake me up, but it all ended up making me more tired... what is my life.

I think I did more today NOT working on my paper than I do on normal days not doing anything at all.

And I still haven't started writing my PRL paper lol.

3 months

Last night,

• Cha punched a hole in Soomi's closet door,
• Cha stormed out of her apartment and we lost him,
• Soomi unleashed all her anger out at Patrick,
• I confessed to Patrick about my insecurities regarding him,
• and we made Patrick cry.

This was supposed to be our last big wazoo before school started, but now everyone's a little tense.

Why are we so dysfunctional?

Part 1

Yesterday, I watched my first game of the 2012 Olympics, South Korea vs. Japan Men's Soccer for the Bronze. I watched pretty observantly as Korea knocked in those two goals while I took uninterested nibbles into my baguette club sandwich but didn't stay long enough to see the game end because I had to leave to go take Christina to her eye appointment in Chinatown.

Sidenote: I really hate sandwiches that use baguette-like breads. Sliced bread all the way, man.

Dealing with fobs is kind of the worst, but dealing with Chinese ones is definitely the worst. Having finally set this appointment after a long drudging phone conversation, we find out that the eye people actually don't carry CRT lenses after Christina specified, re-specified, and re-re-specified to them exactly what she needed. Chinese people never fucking listen or care.

Well that was a waste of time then, so we decided to grab dinner in Chinatown at a ramen place we decided to try out. What we learned that day: Chinese people make the worst ramen. This was the second time I went to a Chinese restaurant to eat ramen, and both times, at separate restaurants, it was overcooked, so I'm led to believe that that's how Chinese people cook their ramen, uck. Neither of us could finish our bowls, but we made up for it by spending 3 hours talking about life. I told her about my problems, she told me about hers. It was really nice to just spend a day with my sister because in this busy city, it's so hard to find time to do so for some reason, even when we don't feel like we're ever doing something productive.

Then we headed back up to her place out of convenience because Peter had texted me earlier to hang out at night. For about two hours, I played games on my iPod while Christina browsed furniture online when I realized that Peter still hadn't texted me back, so I asked for details and he sent me an address and a time.

INT. CHRISTINA'S APARTMENT - EVENING

CONZ

915 Broadway, 10:15.

CHRISTINA

Wait, I think that's on 21st and Broadway. (types into Google Maps) Yeah, that's 21st and Broadway cuz my work address is 920 Broadway.

CONZ

Oh whoa, that's near here. 

CHRISTINA

What's this place supposed to be?

CONZ

Uh, I don't know, he didn't say. I'll ask. (texts "Is this a bar or someone's apt?") Well, are you doing anything tonight? Do you want to come along?

CHRISTINA

I think me and Simon are going to Crimson tonight cuz his friends are promoting a party there, but I don't know for sure because Simon seems really tired.

CONZ

Is Crimson a lounge or a club or something?

CHRISTINA

It's more like a club.

CONZ

(receives text) What, he says it's a club.

CHRISTINA

What the, I don't ever remember seeing a club there.

CONZ

Uhh.. I'm not dressed up because I thought we were going to a bar.

CHRISTINA

Wait a sec...

Christina types "crimson nightclub" into Google. The first result is the address, 915 Broadway.

CONZ

Oh my god.

Super weird coincidence. Christina and I never cross paths, but this night we practically had the same plans without even knowing it. Well, Christina decided that she wasn't going to go anymore because she didn't want to go awkward clubbing with her big sister, hahaha. We scourged her closet for a dress I could wear and decided on a partially-dried black mini.

Long story short, Peter and Will, the two guys I knew the best there, bailed, so I ended up partying with Jagi and Moe and her friends from the spring semester at Yonsei. Even though I didn't know anyone that well, it was a nice nostalgic escape from real New York. At one point of the night, we're not sure if we got booked lol. Weirdly though, I bumped into Lillian and Ran and some other NYU people there too. It was the first time in five days that I had seen anyone from NYU, so I also experienced a different kind of weird nostalgia from that moment.

Having only bites of a sandwich and half a bowl of overcooked ramen lining my stomach, I immediately got drunk off of one shot of tequila, 2 mixed drinks, and a glass of champagne. I know it's just me, but champagne only tastes good when you're already kind of drunk.

The group split in two when the girls decided to go to Marquee and the guys chose the K-town route. I stuck with Moe and Jagi to K-town because of the familiarity of both the people and the place. We drank at Woorijip (of course) and I was "good drunk" the first time ever since Korea.

A List

1. 90+ degrees today in New York City and yet I still chose to wait outside for 2 hours in Central Park for the free Indecision in the Park comedy show. All I got was this pretty nifty pin, but free ice down my shirt would have been nice too.

2. Because it was so hot, all I wanted to do was go straight home and eat Reese's ice cream and watch The Glee Project, but alas, a shower was necessary first. Showering is such a chore because I never want to take the time to get under that spitting stream, but once I am under it, it's too comfortable to get out. Showers probably represent my future relationships.

3. Even though I had established a pretty steady sleep schedule of 5:00am-3:00pm these past two months, for some reason, last night I naturally got sleepy as fuck at 11:30pm and woke up at 7:00am. Never has waking up early registered as natural brain activity in my life. Therefore, I naturally suspect something may have gone awry last night with my body.

4. Luckily, I did wake up so early because today was my first day of work. The word "design" is in my job title, meaning that I will have to engage in some design activities, so now I have to fucking crack down and own Illustrator, InDesign, and Photoshop like they're my fucking children in the course of these next few days so that I can design something that doesn't look like a fucking asstwat.

5. Cameron and Kayla came to visit me in New York for the past few days, so I had to lug out the mattress for Kayla to sleep over. Now that it's here neatly sprawled along my floor though, it's so much more convenient and comfortable guhhh to just computer here rather than move it back into storage so that I can reach my desk again. It's perfectly normal to have a computer mattress and a sleeping mattress as separate entities in one room, RIGHT??

6. I'm going to see a free advanced screening of Magic Mike tomorrow!!!

To me:

much better than I thought

I'm gradually getting my life back together.

-I just had my first dentist appointment in a year today and have picked up flossing again. Bad habits are hard to break, and good ones are just as hard to pick up. Let's hope this one lasts.

-Because of the appointment, I had to wake up before my usual 2pm, so today's the first day that I've had three full meals since... months ago. It feels pretty great to eat food at regular intervals, although I did sneak a munching of Pop Chips just now at midnight.

-I have a hair appointment tomorrow AND an interview (fingers-crossed for that). It's a Skype interview, so boo having to wear real clothes, but yay for no pants! After all that, I have a bunch of errands I have to run.

-For the big day I have ahead of me tomorrow, I compiled the need-to-do's into a to-do list. I haven't written to-do lists to help me get my life straight for years now, so organizing my life again was so refreshing via el to-do list japones above. Side note, when did my handwriting become so neat all of a sudden?

-The other day I cleaned the whole apartment, and I had never felt so satisfied in my life. I've still managed to keep the apartment clean since then, putting things back where I got them, washing dishes immediately after I use them.

-I've successfully worked out for an hour every day since a week and a half ago. My thighs have never felt so tight.

-Almost caught up with my shows! 2 more episodes of Mad Men and 2 more episodes of Veep. Then perhaps I shall get started with Homeland?

-I splurged yesterday and went out of my way to buy Popeyes for lunch/dinner/the meal of the day. To my luck, the Popeyes I went to in Chinatown was having a deal where you show your Popeyes receipt to the new bubble tea store next door for a free milk tea. Juicy fried chicken + milk tea = won at life last night.

I'm kind of doing a terrific job trucking along on my own these days.

the "what-the-fuck"

Let's call it the "what-the-fuck."

I had showered and changed into my PJs and snuggled up on my beanbag watching Freaks and Geeks when I suddenly decided that I should just go out. It was only 12:30am.

So I just got up and changed back into nice clothes and put my contacts back in and was ready to go out. I didn't care if I didn't have anyone else because I don't ever have anyone else anymore. I hadn't gone out in NYC at all even though I've been 21 for a while, so it was about damn time that I got off my lazy ass and aimed to have the fun that I had every fucking night in Seoul.

I headed over to Lower East Side to a bar that Childish Gambino was spinning at for the night, but by the time I got there, there was a line. I waited 20 minutes and never got in because they just closed.

So I decided to go up to K-town and hit this new lounge that opened a month ago. I waited for the subway for about 10 minutes, but when I realized that it was already past 2am and I wouldn't make it up there until probably close to 3am when everyone's probably done, I just decided that I should just head home.

So home it was. I waited close to another 20 minutes until the train finally came. And now I am snuggled back up on my bean bag and kind of in the mood to watch American Wedding, but should I care more about my health and just go to bed instead of staying up for another 2 hours until 5am to watch a movie?

Maybe I just deserve to do something today after this completely failed night and life.

the simplest things

Since I hadn't gone outside all day, I decided to grab some Popeyes for dinner as an excuse to go outside and because I had to satiate my craving for juicy fried chicken. I walked the far, far trail to the Popeyes near the 4,5 stop to find that it was closed for renovation.

Sad that I couldn't fulfill my fried chicken needs, I settled for Burger King because I am the health god.

After I bought my food, I headed back to my apartment in my T-shirt, mismatched skirt, and out-of-place flip-flops, and it began to rain. Now I had to rush home instead of enjoy fresh air.

When I got home, I completely forgot about the rain, despite the fact that I love rain.

I've been losing sight of the things I love.
-rain
-giraffes
-board games
-exploring new spaces
-music on repeat
-Japanese dramas
-stripes
-slurpees

green baby that clean

Now that I actually have all the time in the world to start writing, I just don't. I tried to make it a habit to write every day, which I've actually accomplished so far, either here or elsewhere. However, what I really need to get done is my two spec scripts. But for some reason, now it's kind of registered in my head as 'work,' so it's getting harder for me to actually do the 'work.' 

So instead I spent like 5 hours organizing my music. Adding album artwork is so much fun and makes everything so much prettier. Best at doing nothing.

Today I went shopping and bought over $200 worth of clothes. I cry so hard and am not allowed to shop for like half a year now.

I've actually been working out now. :] I bought running shoes for the first time in my life and omg, they're fucking comfortable as FUUUUCK. I feel like I'm running on clouds. My first pair of Nikes, I see what all the hype is about finally.

Also, I have no fucking idea what to cook because I just don't like homemade food. For some reason it just tastes gross to me. I'll buy meat but then leave it in the freezer to the point where it's probably inedible. I swear I still have a pound of ground beef frozen in my freezer since February. 

Today I wandered around the grocery store for an hour and then ended up coming home with a box of Easy Mac, Hot Pockets, and a mango. A mango. Singular. For dinner, I scrambled eggs and ate them with week-old rice. 

I just juggle through the same 3 dishes: duck egg congee (it's a LOT easier to make than it sounds like), eggs with rice, and spaghetti and cheese. I legit ate spaghetti and cheese every day for a whole month in March.

The disorganization of this whole entry reflects the complete disorder my brain is currently going through as I haven't established a proper summer schedule under which to navigate each day. I've been stuck in such a strict routine for five months now that I'm unable to function without that order anymore. aggghhhhfkgjkfhhhh

Good times

Wow, I've been in an incredibly great mood today.

Today I had two big research papers due, one for ISP and one for TV Management. Essays are rough for me, so having to juggle two was quite the task. The weeks leading up to the week before these were due, I was kind of freaking out about how to tackle the two papers, but when the time finally came down to get these done, I wasn't feeling the pressure at all, in spite of the fact that I only did the ISP paper on Monday and the TV Mgmt paper on Tuesday, with both due Wednesday.

Normally, I would be freaking out because in order for me to write a paper I'm satisfied with, I need about a week to work on each. I decided to just aim for a 'B' though because I knew there was no way that I could possibly write 'A' papers when I have to undergo two of them at the same time. I think I need to lower my expectations more often because I've never been more satisfied with any paper I've ever written, although I found out today that the TV Mgmt paper was supposed to be a minimum of 10 pages, whereas I stopped at 7...

No midterms this week (except for a semi-leisurely TV Nation exam) also helped my nerves to not get too strung. :) But they're falling on the same day after Spring Break, so we'll wait til then to start worrying :X

I'm not one of those people who have to work til the absolute last minute on papers in order to account for every bit of "genius" I might be able to include, so I let my papers go yesterday so that there was no need to worry about them today ~

Besides that, I still managed to do the reading for ISP, catch up on Deadline, and finish reading for TV Mgmt during my breaks, instead of napping! Weirdly, even though I haven't been getting my full 8 hours of sleep every night, I haven't felt the need to nap, although I kind of cheated on Tuesday and downed a Mountain Dew because I'm not quite able to nap during work.

The period also started today. Better soon than later because I'm boarding a plane to Singapore on Friday and would rather have to deal with less of that mess on a plane.

Patrick gave me a late birthday gift today, which is this bracelet made of mini tiles of books. :) You can see To Kill a Mockingbird there, even though it's not really my favorite book, but it's a super cute bracelet and I really appreciate it.


I was gonna audition for a staged reading today, but I realized that I wouldn't be able to make the rehearsals, so I just decided not to go even though I practiced my monologue quite a bit last night.


I don't know, I can't explain why I feel so great, but it's just been a really good day. I do have homework, and Spring Break won't really be a break for me, but I feel free. I have an interview with Oxygen tomorrow too! 


Well, I'm going to go take a shower now (:

Totes sorrs 'bout bein' AWOL

WAAAAAAAAAAAA. I'm so upset that I haven't been able to update recently, but omggg, I did not know that furnishing an apartment was such hard work. I'm glad to say I'm finally done. With my room.

Now all I have left is the kitchen/living room. Our refrigerator is currently occupied with only two gallons of milk and eggs. Oh, and a recent purchase of aloe and 2 apples. Aww yeaah.

But I really don't wanna talk about these past two weeks. So hectic, and I now officially hate apartment-related things, including furniture, my past love.

My first week of classes was pretty chill. On Monday, I had class from 8:00am to 9:00pm, which was pretty crazy, but I somehow managed to make it through. However, I dropped my 4-days-a-week 8:00am class, so I didn't have to go the rest of the week, meaning I literally only had 2 days worth of classes, aka 5 days of break weekly. So I haven't really been feeling like I'm back in school again, since it's been so lax.

It sucks living down here in Financial District though because I just get too lazy to go uptown to where the wild things are. I haven't left my apartment all day today. Did I mention it's a Saturday?

I guess it's not completely wasted. I forced Patrick to come over at noon to help me build my dresser (Also, never want to hear the word 'IKEA' ever again.) because I'm such a weakling. He ended up staying the whole time and left a half hour ago around 10:00pm. It was pretty chill and actually not a bad time. We Seamless-ed for both lunch and dinner (which reminds me, bastard still owes me money): lunch on my half-finished dresser as a table and a picnic dinner on the floor with cardboard as placemats. Then we just kind of chatted and did our own thing in my room. It's really nice to have someone with whom you can hang out like that and not feel awkward.

I'm kind of surprised that Patrick and I are still good friends after what happened in Korea. Actually, we're a lot closer now than we ever were before. But I guess since I've never really fought with any of my friends before, I just automatically assumed that the friendship was over. Now, though, we're kind of better than ever.

And the boy just made me remember that my Thursday class starts this week. Damn not having any more 2-day weeks. It was fun while it lasted. :( Fingers crossed on Advanced Chinese then!

Just to leave yall with a little something:

The state of my room currently. Decorations aren't up and everything's still not organized yet, so once that's done, we will have an updated pic. :) For now, I exhibit my beloved windowsill of space for clutter and my lip beanbag ♥.

The only part of the room that I'm proud of so far: my wondrous closet space and my bookshelf♥! I love having my own room~

The last of Korea

Bear with me. I'm trying so hard to keep all my memories archived here, even if it's out of order.


I ended up going to Ark Lounge to meet up with everyone that very last night I had in Seoul with everyone after I wrote that entry, despite the fact that my exam was at 9:00am the next morning. I had begun to write a good-bye letter to Kayla, but right as I wrote "Dear Kayla," the tears just wouldn't stop. I knew I had to go out and see everyone or else I would regret it.

Luckily, Daniel hadn't met up with everyone yet, so I had a buddy to accompany me. Daniel and I headed into Sinchon, and I tried to justify this trip out as a food run because I was quite hungry at the time as well. We grabbed 치킨 from 마미즈 and sat on the steps of Ark Lounge, watched everyone on the screen, and ate 치킨. I turned to Daniel and said, "I am glad to be spending my last night sitting here, creepin' on our friends, and eating chicken. I regret nothing."

Everyone soon realized that I was just sitting outside, so they came out to see me and tried to convince me to go inside and see everyone. I didn't want to pay 10,000 won to go in and not drink though, since I was just gonna say bye and go in 15 minutes. However, the owner noticed I was there (out of familiarity- yeah 단골) and let me in for free. Love Ark Lounge forever.

I cried saying good bye to Brian and Andrew and everyone else. I didn't know what to say at all for parting words. There was a lot of "Well, I guess this is it. It's been fun," but I guess it was better than nothing, and then I went home.

The next day I amazingly woke up in time for the B. Law exam and walked there with Patrick. We took the exam, felt really good about passing it, and headed towards Sinchon to grab lunch. Right when we stepped outside, it started snowing. Walking through campus as petals of snow fell on our heads was such a nice way to leave Yonsei.

I went back to SK and checked out. I then helped Cameron pack because we're married. Our last lunch in Seoul was Burger 'n Shake. Around 3pm or so, we decided to leave for Incheon.

It was kind of perfect how Andrew, Sookhee, Brian, Mable, and Jihye were the ones to see us off, the original group. They helped us/me bring our suitcases down to the taxi, and then we said our goodbyes. Even though this was the absolute last time, we actually didn't shed any tears (err, minus Sookhee). It might have partially been because all the tears were already shed the night before, but we had grown so accustomed to the fact that we would never be able to hang out the same way ever again that I think we had finally accepted a mature farewell. It was perfect.

INCHEON: December 21-22, 2011

Oh god that hotel. Incheon Airport Yeong Jung Bridge Hotel is a no-no. We were in the middle of fucking nowhere, everything was under construction, there were barely any acceptable restaurants, there was no public transportation, there was no complimentary toothbrush or toothpaste, AND THERE WAS NO INTERNET. We couldn't even pay for Internet because the hotel just didn't fucking having it.

So we napped til midnight.

Well, I woke up at around 8:00pm or so and worked on my cover letter for Gersh and then played Mahjong Titans... for a few hours and then decided to wake up Cameron at midnight so that we could grab "dinner" aka make a 7-Eleven run. We each bought ramen and that microwaveable pasta that I always saw in GS and brought it back to my room to eat.

It turns out there were also no microwaves, so we couldn't eat the pasta f our lives.

So we sadly ate our ramen only and watched Sex and the City, Friends, and Taken on TV because they were the only things in English. It was a really low key night, but of all people, I'm glad I got to suffer through the desolateness with Cameron or else it would've been unbearable.

The next morning we caught the 9:00am shuttle to the airport together, even though Cameron's flight was at 8:00pm that sweet thang. After checking in, we grabbed lunch together at Burger King and then it was time for me to get to my gate.

My gate ended up being in a different part of the airport, a part that I would have to take a shuttle train to, a part that you couldn't access if your gate wasn't there, a part that Cameron's gate wasn't in. We couldn't do anything about it, so oh well. We could accept it. We had to accept it.

I tried so hard, so hard to not care, to brush it off, to be completely cool about leaving, but right when I was about to say a simple "good-bye" to Cameron, the tears started rushing out and I wrapped my arms around Cameron and would not let go. I stayed there crying, telling him that I wouldn't ever see him again because I'm so terrible at keeping in contact with people, that I don't ever want to leave him, that I'm going to miss him so much. We stood there with our arms around each other and I kind of wanted to stay like that forever.

But I had to go home. Life had to go on. And so I left him.

As I turned to enter the threshold of the special gate people, I tripped over my suitcase.

And thus ended my semester in Korea.

The last of 2011

I'm so sad that I haven't been able to write recently, but I'm happy that it's because I've been having too much going on to find time to sit down and write---Wait.

My new laptop is not the entertainment PC I picked out = no super awesome speakers AND NO FUCKING BLUETOOTH.

Jetlagged forever for the first few days I was back in Texas. Had to buy a last minute plane ticket to NY to find a new apartment. I'm glad I got to have a super chill night of chatting on my bed with Lauren, Callie, and Jordon and a nice long lunch at Panera with Iris before I left for the city for the first time in a year.

To be honest, I kind of dreaded going back to New York because it represented everything that I wanted to escape: the reality that I am alone in this world, the classes that I don't super want to wake up for, the future that I must figure out on my own. But when I landed and stared out the window in the taxi to Manhattan, I was overcome with the magical presence of the city with the skyline of the Empire State building, the Chrysler building, and all the buildings. I remembered what drew me to this city in the first place, and I knew I could muster the willpower to make it through this.

To sum up the 4 days in New York that I don't care to talk about:
-I hate dealing with brokers.
-Manhattan is so fucking expensive to live in.
-I've missed having everything within easy walking distance.
-I really really really still want to live in East Village and do not mind paying the $3500 monthly rent for the triplex I loved on 10th Street, but alas, a rooming situation is based on compromise and I will be living in Financial District for the year of 2012. ㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠㅠ
-I am not allowed to shop for the next few months or so after the shopping I did in those 4 days.

December 30th was a blessed day for me:
-Got all my apartment shit together
-Got to know the area that I was going to be living in
-Found the pair of shoes that I wanted (and am forever thankful to the nice Asian lady who sold them to me for half off- ♥ Racism ♥)
-Finally got to buy my plane ticket back home to my beloved Texas
-Treated myself to Blue 9 & a full-priced NY movie ticket to Tinker Tailor Soldier Spy (which made me realize that I am not smart enough to enjoy films.)
-Packed and rested peacefully for my 5:40am flight the next day.

AUSTIN: December 31, 2011 - January 2, 2012
I landed in Texas at 8:30am and had to start packing for the impulsive trip to Austin with Lauren and Jordon. We left for the road trip at around 2:00pm and grabbed Jack in le Box to go. Yay for the Jumbo Deal being back.

When we got to Austin, we made an HEB run to buy champagne, cider, and lemons for our NYE festivities. Callie later joined us and we all chilled in Lauren's really nice apartment playing Trivial Pursuit. Then we grabbed a late dinner at Kerbey Lane.

Now it was time for our NYE festivities to start, and what better way to celebrate than with a super quick game of team Trivial Pursuit while sipping on Woodchuck ciders? We popped open the bottle of champagne at midnight with little fanfare. Bah champagne- still don't like it, just like I don't like wine.

We then sat around, chatted, and FB-stalked as Lauren and Callie smoked and I took four tequila shots and couldn't get drunk (To quote Cameron: "thx 2 Korea"). We had our sleeping arrangement planned out earlier in the day, but when 4:00am rolled around and I was ready to hit the sack after running on 5 hours of sleep, we all just crashed in Lauren's room and shared the two twin beds.

The next day I woke up at 9:30am somehow, so I did crossword puzzles and Sporcled for a while until everyone woke up and we headed out to lunch at Ming's. Then we wandered the UT campus, checked out the turtle pond, and chilled in the empty fountain.

We went back to the apartment and just sat around talking until we went on another HEB run to buy ingredients for dinner. I showered when we got back and then rewatched a couple episodes of Parks and Rec over dinner. We then attempted to play the Arrested Development drinking game, but it didn't pan out as we wished it to, and we ended up just watching episodes without drinking. Since that kind of failed, we played a few Korean drinking games (which everyone couldn't really get into :( ) + Thumper + King's Cup + Poker (~Hold'em AND 5-/7-card stud~) until I got tired around 3:30am and went to bed.

The next morning I woke up at a more reasonable noon hour and we all left random videos on each other's FB walls and then headed out to Whataburger for lunch. We then went by Carolyn's apartment for a bit, that cute little place, and shortly after, packed up to go back home.


The drive back was one of the most fun 3-4 hours ever. Lauren and I blasted music to sing along to the whole damn way, and there was not a lull in the affair. 90's music is always the way to go.

I got back home just in time for dinner. Then I proceeded to plan a hangout with Fang, and we eventually decided to go to Denny's at 11:00pm with Lauren, and I finally got to eat my long-awaited Chicken Fried Steak + Eggs meal. ♥ :9999

I forgot about my love for Jeopardy (!!!), but it was reawakened by Lauren who nudged us along at around 1:00am to make it home in time for it. BUT Fang is lame and doesn't like Jeopardy (OR Trivial Pursuit OR Catchphrase WHAT IS HIS LIFE), so I had to drop him off at his house. Then we went to Lauren's house and watched Jeopardy and Friends while I eventually got distracted by Angry Birds curse Lauren for making me download it

That was yesterday.

And that's why I haven't been writing.

길치

The plan yesterday was to go to 압구정 and party at Monkey Beach, which is supposed to be this awesome Thai-style bar, and possibly meet up with super hot James.

Cam and I had dinner at Taco Bell (surprise) beforehand and spent our usual too many hours there. Everyone was ready to leave, but they all wanted to take a taxi there. It was only around 10pm, so Cam and I decided the two of us would just take the subway there and find our own way to Monkey Beach.

WELL, by the time we reached our transfer station at 을지로3가, we had just missed the train to 압구정 and the next one was going to be in 20 minutes, so we were like fuck it and decided to taxi to 압구정역.

First off, it took us a little too damn long to hail down a taxi. Fucking Koreans and being racist against foreigners, they would either not stop for us completely or stop in front of other Koreans instead. The taxi drivers here are such dicks. We finally got one, and he drove pretty dangerously and pretty damn quickly. When we had to pay, I decided to pay with card, but it was declined, so Cam paid in cash. We're both pretty sure we double-paid for that shit.

We found a website that had pretty detailed walking directions from the station to Monkey Beach, so we followed exactly what the first step said: "Walk straight for about 10 minutes until you see Galleria." We sure as hell did not find the Galleria, which is supposed to be this huge ass department store that you couldn't miss, so I had to start asking fucking every person who walked by us. They kept sending us farther and farther away from our starting point. Thank fucking god that I'm currently learning the 교통 lesson in Korean class right now because I would not have been able to ask for directions or interpret what was being said otherwise.

We walked for about an hour or so and still could not find Galleria for some annoying reason. And the Galleria wasn't even our final destination- we still had to find Monkey Beach and meet up with everyone.

We ended up in this weird alleyway, which we totally knew was not the right way, despite what everyone else's directions were leading us to. We cracked a joke about how we were gonna find Monkey Beach before we even reached Galleria.

One minute later, we found Monkey Beach before we reached Galleria.

Irony's such a bitch.

Well, I had totally walked off my dinner by that point and was hungry as hell, so our brilliant minds decided it'd be a great idea to just down some soju and Red Bull to make up for the night. Immediately got drunk.

Monkey Beach wasn't worth going through all that we went through to get there. The buckets of drinks were pretty cool to drink out of, but it was super crowded and no hot guys.

Hugest bummer of the night: hot James didn't even come and probably isn't coming back to Seoul, and Scott told me that James had totally wanted to fuck me. Goddammit.

Cam and I left the place at around 4am and went to Burger King to eat meal #3 of the day. We stayed there til about 6:30am talking about getting laid, and then walked back to SK and went to bed at 7am.

Classy night.

Lesson of the story: Fuck Galleria.