Me the Living

girlinseoul:

kissmykimchi:

4. Four FEMALE English teachers. Fuck me. I don’t get along well with women. And to top it off, I am the only person who speaks, reads, or understands any Korean. This results in me ordering for us where ever we go, but I don’t mind too much. I just feel like a Bitch correcting them if they try to order in rude, banmal Korean. 

At least they are trying to speak Korean. I can’t stand people who expect their English to be understood. But yeah, I also understand the bristling at ‘rude’ Korean, but depending on how you correct them, this could be a bit bitchy.

Ugh. Yeah, there are people here at school who came here knowing literally zero Korean - which I guess I can understand a bit but then they have the veracity to go around speaking English to people without so much as an apologetic expression or a slowing down of their speaking. This seems like the epitome of rude to me. I don’t understand how people can come to a foreign country with the expectation that THEY cater to US, the foreigners. There is zero reason to expect someone here in Korea to speak English. In fact, the only reason we do tend to expect it is because people tell us many Koreans understand it and because we live in a world where English tends to be the “default” international language. However, when you’re LIVING in a country it is seriously beyond me how anyone could expect to get around without knowing at least a little bit. And god knows I’m terrible at Korean but at least I’m apologetic about it and at least I try and have learned enough about the place I am inhabiting to realize it’s rude not to use polite forms of the language. It reminds me of those classless bumper stickers idiotic people in America occasionally decide to defile their car with: “You’re in America, speak English.” Then of course those are the same people who later travel to foreign countries acting like assholes saying, “America is the best!”

Yeah, this has been a rant but seriously - I was so disappointed in some of the exchange students here at school. A lot of them are just downright rude.

During my exam my stomach decided it wanted to sound like rumbling thunder before a Katrina-sized storm. Since we were all spread out I don’t think anyone heard so I was just sitting in my seat grinning and trying to control a burst of laughter. Of course then I was sitting there thinking how stupid I probably looked to the professor and it just made me want to laugh more. Spent about 3 minutes doing this. Focused again. Stomach decided to have another thunder attack. Spent 3 more minutes controlling weird self-laughter. Now I’m probably the awkward girl who laughs while taking final exams.