::An interesting morning::

I was on the phone with Andrew this morning around 7:30, and I heard someone trying to get into my apartment. Andrew said I was just imagining things, and I shouldn't worry about it. Well, it kept happening, so finally I asked who it was, and here's what happened:

"Who is it?"
"Lindsey."
"Ummm...I think you have the wrong apartment."
"blahblah, blah, Eric, blahblahblaaaaaaaaaahhh."
"Umm..."

...and I opened the door. I was rather shocked at what I was seeing. There was Lindsey (whoever she is) standing at my door wearing no pants and no shoes. She looked scared and sounded drunk. She said that she was trying to get to the 1300 building, so I pointed her in that direction, and off she went. I went back into my apartment to get ready for school. Ten minutes later, I walked out the door (cautiously...I was starting to wonder if she was going to come out of the corner and jump at me with a sharp object), and there were my neighbors in their pjs. One of them told me that the police were going to door to door, knocking and questioning people. Around that point, a police woman came up the stairs and showed us a license and asked if we've seen the woman in the picture. I didn't really recognize the picture, but the name on the license was "Lindsey." Sooo...I told the cop about what happened, and she took my name and number. I wanted to ask what happened, but I figured it really wasn't my place to, so I proceeded to go to work. Well, on the way out of the apartments, I saw a car parked in the woodsy hill that my apartment faces, and standing in the parking lot that it goes up to were a couple other cops, and one was holding a baby! Yeah...so I think the lady probably crashed into the trees, passed out, woke up, got scared and went looking for whoever it was she was looking for, and left the baby in the car. Someone probably called the cops because there was a freakin' car in the woods, and the cops probably thought that it was a hit and run or something.

Yep...that's my life, full of adventure and stuff. Man, I need to write a book or something.

There's nothing like a bad class or two that'll make you feel like you're the worst teacher ever. I know I bitch about this all the time, but man...seriously, it sucks. I can't tell if it's because I really don't like teaching or I'm a bad teacher or I'm just having a rough year. I sit in my office and daydream about food. No, not like a pregnant woman, but I think about cooking and baking. I think about how much happier I would be if I was doing that at that moment, instead of being at school. How great would it be to cook or bake all day? Half of me is saying, "Get off your ass and just do it...what the hell are you waiting for?" And the other half is saying, "God led you down this path for a reason. What you're doing is noble. You'll be better with experience." I'm not sure which to listen to. I don't want to regret not doing something. Who wants to live a life of regrets, right? And I think this would be a pretty big one.

I've recently come to realize that there are a few things missing from Korea (yes, yes...South, not North...not that they have these things either). Now, it's not life threatening, but the fact that these things, "companies," have taken no interest in investing in Korea just annoys the crap out of me, especially since they all have seemed to have nested in other areas of the world that are a little more remote, less visible, not important (well...that's my opinion anyway). For example, IKEA has yet to set up a store in Seoul. I mean, come on. This is a company that has over 30 locations all over the world, and they can't build one in Seoul? Why does Malaysia get one, but not Korea? Another example: H&M. They have a freakin' store in Qatar. COME ON. Where the hell is that, and how the hell do you pronounce that anyway, right? Apparently, it's a tiny peninsula that's attached to Saudia Arabia. It's the size of my apartment (I just had to Google map it. Speaking of Google, they currently don't have a location in Korea, but they're trying to set something up...about damn time...). Why are the British hatin' on the Koreans? Just because they never conquered Korea doesn't mean that they have to deprive us of cheap and fabulous clothes. I just think it's unfair that the freakin' UAE gets all the above mentioned, and Korea, where half of the stuff that Americans buy comes from, doesn't get jack. Arrgh....