My random thoughts and ranting:
-I don’t understand how people can be so rude? Would it kill you to say ‘excuse me’ before shoving me out of your way? Is where you are going so important you have to trample me down? I just don’t understand. I literally got shoved to the wall by a middle school boy and was about to go off on him for one even touching me because I hate being touched by people I don’t know and two for being so rude.
-Everyone says Asian drivers are the worst. Actually in some ways they are way better than the ones in America. They know how to get around small spaces without damaging their car, they know how to park on sidewalks and tight places, and they know how to speed. The reason why I think Asian drivers are so bad is because there is so little regard for the driving laws here. People go through red lights, go opposite ways on one way streets, basically anything imaginable.
-I have this strange thing about touching. I don’t like being overly touched and I don’t like being touched by people I don’t know. It seriously bugs the crap out of me. If I don’t know you why do you have to touch me? I understand its some sort of endearment but I really don’t like it. If you’re not my family or close friend please refrain from touching me while you talk.
-The one thing I always dread when I come to Korea is how single I feel. Its worse than Valentine’s Day. The feeling is constant and its just constantly thrown in my face. So while I feel so single it turns into constantly thinking about boys. Like when am I going to date or marry or thinking about past hook ups. Any type of memory or thought that has to do with a guy thats what is constantly looping in my head. Joy…
-I really value my car. I used to think its just something that takes me from point a to point b. But, when you’re somewhere constantly relying on public transportation and other people driving you it gets annoying. I feel like I’m 13 again and I have to ask my parents to drive me around. It really sucks not being able to just get in my car and drive myself to where I want to go. The other thing that goes along with this is that I have no money here. Again, makes me feel like I’m little and have to ask for allowance. If I want something I want to just buy it without having to ask.
