The Jen Diaries

Thanksgiving is approaching and although the cause for celebration behind it does not really resonate with me, (the pilgrim hijack), I will honor the more modernized tradition which is being thankful for everything that brings us joy, health, love and overall happiness. I am thankful Koreans do not have a black frid--er-- week. Nothing about waiting in line in the freezing cold while still digesting my turkey or fighting off the tryptophan sounds appealing. I don’t care if there is a 90" TV for $200. Who needs a 90" TV anyway? Yeeesh! I am thankful for the subway because it's a buck and I love when Koreans stare at me. I’ve become a pro at the quick wink. It creeps them out. I am thankful for all the different types of coffee and my floor heating, the 24 hour Korean fast food restaurant on my building’s first floor, their-cheaper-than-Indy cabs, the food stands on the streets, ButterFi...

I would just like to comment on the HEINOUS beds here: they are awful (just like the drivers). The mattress is hard and the springs can be felt throughout the night digging into you. There are no memory foam or mattress pads anywhere. They use blankets to "soften" the rock mattresses. Thank GAWD for that otherwise I'd still be having back pains (spoiler alert: they don't do jack shit!). Being the spoiled princess that I am, and being accustomed to a life of luxury, I ordered a mattress pad online and got it the next day. How pretentious am I? Don't care. Tonight, I'm sleeping like a queen and here's Enzo bean because I incessantly miss him.

i feel like death. I have been sick for the past week. Apparently it is inevitable for one to become sick the first month regardless of the thousands of mg of vitamins you take. It's like a rite passage. "Have you been sick since your arrival? No. Then you haven't really lived in Seoul yet" Well here I am sick as a dog and not ready to take on the day with the culprits: the slimy balls of snotty children. The word "etiquette" is more foreign to them than I am. People cough and sneeze in your face, slam into you, push you for a seat on the train, and cut you in line. I went to a stand up comedy last week, and one of the comedians said it best "they don't bless you after you sneeze because they hope you die and take your train seat". I am the art teacher at school, so my work life has never been this easy. This job is easier than working the cash register at Bed bath and beyond. I just walk into the class and ask the kids what the material i...