Deities in Love

Vacation is not only good for the soul, but it might have single handedly saved me from completely giving up on this place that I have been forced to call home.  In this trip I have learned that I shouldn’t give up on myself, or the one that has stayed by my side no matter my insolence and impatience.  I haven’t seen the ocean in over ten years.  Somehow, it renewed me, it made me whole again, it completed me and it finished feeding my hungry mind and my starving hands in search of creativity.


Giant tofu burgers, whiskey, art galleries, expensive cigars and the love of my life  … what else could I possibly ever need?  The serenity offered to us by the calm waters caressed us to sleep every night we spent there.


With sand in our shoes and love in our hearts, we lived it up like we haven’t in a long time.




Now that we’re back in Seoul, back at our job — we’re hoping for a long weekend soon so we can escape to our secret special beach once again.  Love is really all we need.  ♡


Today, Sunday February 22nd is ALBERT TEACHER’S BIRTHDAY!! :D

We only had two days of classes this week.  We had a nice vacation before we have to tackle moving out and starting our new jobs, which is nice.  Truly wish our vacations were longer, BUT I can’t complain, it has been very very nice.  We did things that we almost never have time to.

Before we went on break, we had to go to our new place of work and pick up our schedules.  Since my favorite thing to do in the world is give presents, the new year of the goat gave us the perfect excuse to bring a little something to our new boss!♡♡♡


We had a chance to stay in and rest our tired bones.  Something that we truly haven’t done together before.  We always have the need to go crazy and go somewhere and do something on our breaks.  That’s nice too — but there’s just something so comforting in just basking in each other’s company. ( ⋆•ิ ᴈ-ิ(ᵕ❥ ᵕ⁎ ॢ)

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We had a chance to eat and enjoy super ultra delicious foods that we hadn’t stopped to enjoy before.  Not the way we have this time at least.

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There’s an Italian restaurant right on our block that we have NEVER stopped to inspect before, the name right now escapes me, but it’s by far one of the best food establishments I have ever had the pleasure to dine in.  Everything from the decor, the service, the atmosphere, the music and of course the food is magnificent to say the least.

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We stumbled upon their little bistro completely on accident.  One of the many days taken in Seoul to celebrate the New Year, all the places where we frequent were closed.  On that day, tired and hungry, we decided to give it a try.  From then on we decided to come back there, even when we move away! (。♥‿♥。)

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The name escapes me at the moment, but we will be dining
there tonight once more and I’ll be sure to record it.

Though we did stay in … we still had a chance to go around and enjoy a few things.

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My brother sent me photos of a few interpretations of paintings that I have done in the past, and it got me thinking about doing it again.  I don’t know what happened or why I stopped, but I’ll get back to doing it once I find sometime in my new home!

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Be My Valentine! ♡^▽^♡

After a long time of looking – I found the perfect school to begin teaching little angels the beautiful English language that was taught to me.  I completed the “transaction” today and I’m going to go pick up my schedule tomorrow.

If you have any questions about teaching abroad (in South Korea, [Seoul particularly]) please don’t hesitate to ask.  Just shoot me an email and I will be happy to help.  It’s goodbye J.M Academy, and hello new life – new school – new students – new home – new opportunities for romance – new smiles – new everything ( ˘ ³˘)❤


Last Saturday was Valentine’s day, and I don’t know if it’s because I’m here – or because of who I’m with or what – but it was the best Valentine’s day ever — ever — I have never felt happier — I have never felt so loved and so protected.  I love my boo.  ( ⋆•ิ ᴈ-ิ(ᵕ❥ ᵕ⁎ ॢ)

Finding the ideal place hasn’t been easy though.  We’ve gone to more than a couple of school to interview with their directors and realized that their school just didn’t work for us.  Come to find out that the perfect school for us was actually very near to where we live now.  It’s both exciting and a little bit nerve wrecking.  In a good way though – I think.  Only because we’re entering a school where there are 12 teachers in total and we’re going to be “the new teachers”.  I like meeting new people, sometimes, and I do feel more comfortable that someone so special to me is living this experience with me, but you never know who you’re going to find.  Hopefully everything will be just fine, and we’ll be happier there than ever before.

I’m going to miss this place.  I’m going to miss the Jamsil area, the lake … the killer geese that come out of the water to attack at night (haha).  My apartment, the view from my window – the atmosphere of this area … the people around here …

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And of course … above all — I’m going to miss my children.  Those little faces that I have seen every school day for an entire year of my life.  Those kind accepting little faces that do nothing but love you and learn from you and give you their all. 乂❤‿❤乂

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photo_2But – lets talk about this beautiful week that passed us by in a second.  This week has been all about sanswiches.  I swear I am ganing so much weight from eating with Stuart all the time, because he takes me to the best places and I get to try the most delicious sandwiches!
He took me to this little cozy place in Itaewon that has by far the most formidable delectable tasting sandwich of like, my entire life. photo_4

Everything has been so beautiful lately that I constantly forget my problems.  As a matter of fact – I’ve been thinking … do I even have problems?  I mean really, do problems exist?  Are they a real thing?  Or are they as fake as Santa Clause? ღゝ◡╹)ノ♡


I’ve had so much fun this week – and it wasn’t only because of all of the words exchanged and all of the sights seen … there was also music heard.

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We attended the symphony over the weekend.  But … of course … it wasn’t until after we delighted in more delicious sandwiches with Marissa teacher and her boo Mr. Toaster Strudel!          ٩(⸝⸝⸝◕ั ௰ ◕ั⸝⸝⸝ )و

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English Festival! (・∀・)

photo_5     Ever since I began working at the school where I currently work I have heard of a little ditty called “The English Festival”.  Apparently, through out the year we’re basically preparing the kids for this big show that they have to put on for their parents at the end of the school year.  Well, as of yesterday – we are all free from this end of the year monster that we all feared students and teachers alike.  Day and night we practiced, rehearsed – over and over and over again.  The kids were sick and tired of going over the same thing over and over again.  But they did really really well, and I couldn’t be more proud of them.  My little Mars class has improved and learned so much throughout the year – it’s honestly going to be devastating to see them graduate.  I already have a couple that are mentioning not coming in for the weeks at the end of the school year and it’s prematurely upsetting me for what’s to come.  photo 1

It’s been a long, productive and playfully Earth shaking week.  I started my week hosting what I think is going to be my last get together for my little pseudo family.  We bought pizzas and wine and talked about how great life was going to be once again after the English Festival. It was a lot of fun and for a couple of days after my abs were still hurting from laughing so much with them.  I love my friends and my boyfriend so much … it’s unreal.  The next day though — when I got up to go to work, the STRANGEST thing happened.  I’m not sure if I bumped into it the night before and didn’t realize, or someone else bumped into the door … or what happened, but my close door was weirdly unhinged and impossible to open.  I COUDN’T GET DRESSED IN THE MORNING!  I showed up to work later than usual with clothes that I somehow managed to rip out from the side of the closet that I somehow forced open and I had to wait for Stuart to come home with me in the afternoon to fix it.  No lie, it was really scary!  I can’t believe I practically have my entire life in my closet and it’s impossible for me to actually function in society without it.  I had no money, for my purse and my wallet were inside, I didn’t have my coat, for it was hung, the dress that I’d separated for that day was also inside, I couldn’t reach for a pair socks which were in my drawers … etc — it was a hot mess, I looked like a crazy person.  Thankfully, as I mentioned in another post, my boyfriend can fix anything! ❣ฅ(⌯͒▾ ˑ̫ ▾⌯͒)ฅ


For most, if not the entire week I have been going over the show with my class.  So much so, that whenever I mentioned the word “drama” they put their heads in their little desks and sighed with an air of disappointment.  For their sanity, this day hasn’t come soon enough, and now that it’s over, I hope they just go back to being the bright beautiful children they are.  Even to the last day the little angels did as they were told and without much complain they put on the best show they could.

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I didn’t get a chance to photograph them or film them during the actual show because everything and everyone was so busy.  Yesterday was so intense I couldn’t even think straight.  I managed to get a photo here and there of the kids but their time was so consumed by multiple activities it was hard to just have them to myself for a few minutes to enjoy their laughter.

I’m really glad I have a job that I enjoy, but that I don’t have to AT ALL bring home with me.  It gives me a chance to go out and explore as much as I want.  I went to a really cool place in Itaewon with Stuart.  I think it was some sort of an imitation of a British pub.  They had delicious mac and cheese and french fried to DIE for!
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The best part of all was that instead of chili … because I can’t eat it since I’m a vegetarian … they were able to replace it with an entire bowl of tartar sauce that I enjoyed until the end.  It was delicious! It made me so soooo happy — I haven’t had tartar sauce in a while and it was just what a needed for a quick pick me up from being tired.

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I also cooked for myself this week!  Because I almost never do it — it was one of those big accomplishment moments.  And let me tell you it was delicious!  It has been an extremely delicious week thinking about it.  Filled with yummy treats both for my taste buds and for my eyes since i get to see the delicious boy that stole my heart every single day! -(๑☆‿ ☆#)ᕗ

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I’m not sure if anyone besides me knows how hard these kids have worked day and night to accomplish the play they put on yesterday.  Obviously, their individual parents are going to celebrate them individually – but I’m talking about them, collectively, as a class.  This school has very high standards for all their students, and as much as my kids are really smart and witty, they can be a little moody and at times kind of emotional.  But … that’s why I was so perfectly placed with this class.  I’m exactly the same way.  They get offended easily, they cry at the drop of a hat, they throw temper tantrums when they don’t get their way, they don’t understand why some things are the way they are, and though I might not express it in it’s entirety, them and I aren’t that much different.

photo 222  They really are a lovely group of kids that have made me the happiest I have been with a class since I left here the first time.  Not that the kids in the other school weren’t awesome, but I didn’t get the chance to bond with ALL of them as I have gotten this time around.  Working with a franchised school and working for a private school is certainly very different, and though I can’t pick my favorite, I have definitely enjoyed working with these kids.

Yesterday got WEIRD though … for some reason, perhaps for my appearance, or my personality, I draw in a lot of people that wish to protect me, to take care of me, to love me, strangers that become more attached to me than they should – or at least create a bond with me without me being aware of it.  There’s an older Korean teacher at the school that loves loves loves me.  She proved that and made it very clear yesterday. photo 444

I thought, since I had to be at the school anyway, I would just camp out and just stick around until my next group of kids had to perform.  I was sitting at my desk in the teacher’s office minding my own business playing my Hello Kitty restaurant game on my ipad when suddenly a Korean teacher places a tray of gimbap next to me and tells me I should eat, when I said “no that you I’m a vegetarian” this older Korean teacher was passing by and heard what I said.  I guess she couldn’t stand the fact that I wasn’t eating anything, she grabbed a paper cup and physically started picking out the pieces of the gimbap with fish and crab on them and proceeded to feed it to me.  In a way, a very sweet gesture, she wanted to make sure that I ate.  I guess she’s not half bad when I think about it, and if she has been in the care of children for twenty years, as she told me yesterday, then that action of feeding me with her own chopsticks came from a very loving place.
Everything had been fine until the end of my second performance when I decided to go home.


Because it was such a large gap of time between performances I thought I would just come home and hang out for a little bit.  I started looking at potentials schools where I would like to work next and then I saw the time … 4:30 pm the clock read.  “Good” I said to myself, “I’ll just close my eyes for a couple of minutes until I have to go back to school for my last show” and proceeded to cuddle in bed.  Not realizing of course that I should be in school at least a half an hour early for my 5:30 performance.  At around 5:16 I wake up all groggy – look at the time and say, “oh, I still have a couple of minutes before I have to go” … then I looked at the clock again …

I started throwing things around my room in an attempt to get to my dress, my jacket and my shoes so I could run to the school as fast as my tiny lego legs could take me.  CLACK CLACK CLACK CLACK my heels cracked onto the pavement as I ran – I texted Tyler as I was running “ARE YOU IN SCHOOL??? OMGSH I’M LATE!!”  Then, as I ran in front of the church near my house I see a pizza delivery guy rushing past with this delivery scooter.  “SSTTOOOOOPPPP” I yelled extending my arm and waving my hand.  He wasn’t sure why I asked him to stop – he looked highly confused.  “Straight” I said, pointing — he wasn’t sure what I was talking about and said something in Korean.  I didn’t have time for that so  I hopped on behind him and yelled “STRAIGHT” and pointed.  He did as I told him and then laughed when at the end of the long block my legs flung off of his scooter and my shoes once again clacked against the pavement.  “Thank yoouuuu” I waved and yelled.  He did nothing but laugh out loud and continue on his merry way.  I made it to school literally a few minutes before the kids went on since they were ahead of schedule.  It was a good way to end the day.  It was a fun day at school — I laughed a lot and Tyler teacher even wore the bow tie I gave him! (๑>ᴗ<๑)  photo 555

I had a good time this week. Besides having the weight of the world on my shoulders, since I have not yet found a job … the people around me make everything so ok, that I they make me wish I had more so I could give them more.

Besides losing my kids, they’re the second reason why the end of this year is going to be so painful.  I’m going to be losing them.  The people I have laughed and cried with for an entire year.  These are one of the best memories from a job I have ever had and I’m just so happy I was able to create them with these lovely group of people.

And lastly … to celebrate the conclusion of what we’ve been working on for such a long time – Stuart took me to a beautiful hookah place in Hongdae and we basked in a delicious cheese platter.

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I know that the reason why we went out was to enjoy hookah – but the cheese was so delicious it was insane! I have laughed so much this week it’s unreal.  I am SO ready for next week.  I’m hoping it’s going to be the week that we are finally placed and the being on edge about finding a job finally dissipates.

I am SO excited for everything and everyone .

Life is so beautiful. 〜( ̄▽ ̄〜)


I had such SUCH a splendid last week of January, I kind wanted it to be January for a couple more weeks!  AND I actually remembered to take a few photos to include in this week’s post.

I’m not exactly sure what possessed me, or what happened BUT I decided to reactivate my facebook account sometime over the week.  Then, after spending some time on it – I realized, for whatever reason that particular social media site makes me feel really gross and icky.  I deleted in like less than 24hrs.  I’m not sure what happened, I used to be fine with facebook – I used to use it no problem – granted I would deactivate it every now and then but I would get it and I would use it for months.  This time, it grossed me out so much I couldn’t stand having it there.  Strange.

Anyway, after that semi-bitter moment through out the week, it’s been so much fun at school!  Granted we’re all stressed out since we have to prepare the children for their end-of-the-year English Festival, and we’re looking for jobs (I think almost everyone has jobs except for Stuart and I – but, we’ll get there).  But – those few and brief moments that we all get together in the office are SO much fun!

My week started with a fabulous LONG chat with my baby brother °(ᴖ◡ᴖ)°where we discuss topics from how much we used to love Dexter’s Lab to philosophical life changing arguments. I miss my little Totoro ♡

He reminds me of how much I can accomplish when I remind myself that I get whatever I set my mind to.  I love that we’re so close, and the funny part is – it hasn’t always been that way.  I remember growing up though we had a lot of the same interests, we really didn’t get along, like most siblings I guess – and because there’s almost a five year age difference.  However, as we grew older, as we matured, as we learned to truly trust each other and share our most complex secrets, we’ve created a scorching bond and we’ve become nothing less than inseparable.

My conversations with Andrew are always about 2 days long though we keep in contact all the time.  I am so SO proud to call him my best friend – and that’s not an exaggeration at all.  He’s put his blood sweat and tears into what he’s accomplished and it has COMPLETELY paid 1

This year we make ten years of having been friends.  Ever since we met we clicked and we’ve seen each other grow and change and, not to be dramatic, but rise and rise again from the ashes.  Though at times, we haven’t physically been there for each other, perhaps because of time or distance, but Andrew has become such a special and lovely part of my life, he’s like my brother – and just like an actual sibling it gives me such an amazing boost of happiness when I realize how happy he is now.

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Now that he’s found a muse to inspire his photography – his art is going to excite many more than what he has already excited, he’s going to change many more than those whom he’s already changed, he’s going to touch many more than whom he has already touched and he’s going to above all contribute to the album of beautiful majestic things that become part of the eternal timeless memory of the universe.

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Early mornings in Jamsil are quite splendid. I’m not sure if it’s because I’m in love with life and life in love with me – but I can see something splendidly beautiful about this place that I haven’t seen before.  I’m not sure if it’s because of the nostalgia that comes with soon leaving a place – but this place definitely has it’s appeal.

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Or – maybe it’s the great memories that I’ve been given the magnificent opportunity to make whilst being in this place.  I think I must have been delusional or something when I thought that I wouldn’t be able to make it by myself.  Well —- no —- scratch that — I actually haven’t been by myself at all —  I guess what I mean to say is, when you create friendships that you think are going to last for all eternity you don’t expect them to abruptly end for no reason.  But, alas, I have to resign myself to understand that to some I am just too overwhelming – to brilliant, too bright too exuberant — too unique to handle — and some just don’t understand how passionately I choose to live my life.  I do whatever I want whenever I want, and if that is going to cost me friendships — then I guess it’s for the better.  It’s so much more convenient to realize who actually has your back through thick or thin sooner rather than later, because heart break hurts worst than a gun shot wound … worst than the holy stigmata.
photo 22The truth is though – how fabulous my life has become since a few months is unreal, it’s completely unbelievable.  I haven’t changed my habits, my thoughts, my beliefs, as harmful or incorrect as they may be.  I have however found a very special group of people that I hope never to lose who love me accept me and at times playfully tease me for said habits.  No, this school year that is quickly coming to an end has not been perfect.  It actually has been very far from that — BUT a piece of my heart will forever stay within those walls for the many times they have seen my cry and above all the countless times they have heard me laugh so hard, so loudly, so violently that it eventually morphed into crippling silence of tender and pure joy.

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My children have made my year so special.  Every year that I teach I learn to fall in love with every single one of them individually.  Of course I miss the ones I used to have, because every class has those one or two children that just steal your heart, but there are no words to describe how much it saddens me to see my little Mars class go.  Sure, they’re moving on to bigger and better things as all children do – but I’m sure going to miss their laughter, their hugs, their love, their acceptance, their sense of admiration for me because as their teacher I am blessed with the opportunity to change their lives for the better.
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photo 4Finding the right new job has been a tiny bit difficult.  A recruiter that I had, someone that eventually grew very close to me recently experience a tragedy.  Because of this traumatic event she wasn’t able to help me find a new position.  Because of the circumstances I have been forced to look for help in other places.  I found a person that found me a fairly comfortable position that seemed like a good idea at the time of the interview.  Then, I was invited to the school for a tour and a signing of a contract.  Everything seemed to be in place and pretty much perfect.  Well, I soon came to discover that I had been bamboozled!  (▰˘︹˘▰)

I was under the impression that the school that wanted to hire me as their new teacher was near Gangnam.  I was given direct instructions to get to a train stop that I still can’t pronounce and then take a cab who was going to charge me a basic fee.  When I got there, I did what I was told and called a person at the school spoke to my cab driver and told him where to go.  I was in that cab for about two hours and the farthest away from Seoul I have ever been alone in my entire life! Once I got there, to a completely remote and isolated area (very near North Korea I think) – I had to explain myself and the confusion and then asked my cab driver to take me to the nearest train station to get me back to Seoul.  He drove for about 30 minutes until he found one, I had to take a picture to show Stuart who had been on the phone with me the entire time trying to help me find my way back home.

photo 11I want to take a moment to talk about Stuart ٩(◕‿◕。)۶
I want to talk about how he makes me feel what I have never felt for anyone before.
I want to talk about how because of him every inconvenience every niggle becomes nothing, insignificant … empty. I want to talk about how every heart ache and every heart break I have ever had had completely forgotten about me and has left in only with pure elation.

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Absinth is the beverage of poets and in his hands the flames become angelic.  Nights without him become eternal and painful but nights when he’s with me allow me to bask in delicious fruits of Eden.

I want to talk about how he has been able to revive Oscar Wilde and has woken all past lovers through out history and time and has made them ALL grow angry and jealous of what we have.

…Because there hasn’t been a story of more joy, for he is my Juliet and I am his Romeo.

The month of February is going to be particularly special, and not only because of what the month itself celebrates but because for the first time I hide no fear in my heart for anything because I have him by my side.  Everything – and I mean EVERYTHING … is just that much more beautiful because of him. My teacher. My boyfriend. My boo ♡

You make me feel–    
-l don’t know, warm.

-And wanted? Beautiful?                   


When l’m close to you, there’s a sound in the air like the beating of wings.    
-You know what it is? 

-No. What?                            

My heart. Beating like a schoolboy’s.                          

Is it? I thought it was mine.

                                                                                                                            ~Mildred Pierce, 1945