Yes I definitely did just quote Chumbawamba. Enter me, Thursday midday, a video on Martin Luther King Jr. and 8 Korean 7-year-old girls. Which, in Western age, means they’re 6 (here, I googled that for you.).
The kids were super bored. Like crazy bored. I think every one of the 8 in the room had said “This isn’t a funny one.” What they really wanted was a video called Arctic Antics that sings about penguins and seals and the circle of life in the ocean.
“No, it’s not.” I rebutted. “But it’s something you have to learn.”
Ew, gross. I thought. I can’t believe I just said that.
That question comes from my final interview on Sunday, August 5th.
My thought process in 1.5 seconds went as such: Am I keen on moving out of the United States? Yes. Am I keen on getting my career started? Absolutely. Children? Well…
Definitely, a lie.
I need to learn numbers. I can confidently state there are at least 2 numeric systems: one for counting, and one used with money.
On the whole, I have stayed away from street venders (food or otherwise) because I am unable to understand the amount due or suggested (haggling is normal). Stores are safe, because a price is listed and a register produces something visible.
Not being understood isn’t what bothers me, it’s that I would probably just hold up a bill and am worried the seller would take the whole amount, sensing my ineptitude to know the difference.
edit: there are 3. Another system for ordering.
Michael: I want to tell you everything if… if you’re willing to listen.
Rita: I’m a very good listener.
Michael: Great. Start with the misdemeanors and then, we’re gonna push right on through to the lighter treasons. So, 1983…
Everywhere. All the time. Only thing. Coffee snob. Dying inside.
If a café is boasting about their coffee, it’ll be advertised as “drip coffee.” In reference to this. Not this.
My flight was so long that I could have listened to this playlist 7 times. I did not, as parts are so somber I would have attempted to jump out of the plane while flying over Siberia. Happy Monday, USA!
To those about to monk, we salute you.
This blog has been in existence since June 5th, 2012.
And I have avoided posting on it since its inception. Done everything I could to make it through this transitive period in my life other than creating a blog post. I’ve talked to friends about my plans and ensuing emotions. I finally finished Catch-22. A Farewell to Arms has been on my shelf for 6 years – read it. I sent mass emails when I felt like sharing something witty about the move. I re-watched The Wire in its entirety, reading analysis after each of the 60 episodes. Dostoyevsky has been downloaded onto my Kindle and I have bought electronic subscriptions to The Atlantic and Newsweek. I even took to Word in a blatant mimicking attempt.
Anything has been more worth my time than starting to blog.
Until today, when packing became a top priority.
Because I leave tomorrow.