disconnected state

So my internet was down for iono a tad bit over 42 hours. And...it wasn't fun. The first day I thought the television was out too, only to find the next day it was because the boyfriend had unplugged the cable box. For that reason, on the second day I sifted through the Korean channels to find the ones with the greatest amount of American influence. The strange thing is before I got here, well, it was several years ago so maybe that has something to do with it...I would watch K-dramas. Not all the time, but iono I thought that I would HAD I known that the same show would be on at X time. Now I could probably be afforded such an opportunity, but I don't feel the urge to.

There is one Japanese drama that I actually bought online because I loved it so. And since I left the disc at home I don't remember what it was called. I think it had to do with a mother who suffered amnesia, I never finished the disc because it was lovely and romantic and....I was in a less than romantic state at that moment.

I guess ultimately this blog is about people's obsession with what is foreign. It's got that exotic allure. I remember reading the forums before getting here and people were like they'll love you if you're American because to them you're exotic. I don't always get that sense.
But now my love for K-dramas is it vanquished? I do love hearing foreign sounds and voices, but now that I'm in Korea it's in my face all the time everywhere. So it hasn't got that same shiny new appeal.

So I was singing instead, "I Want My Mtv!" watching National Geographic, finding the cartoon channels--looking for familiar faces. Now I did watch a K-Pop music video or two, but there it was. The day prior I was able to amuse myself somewhat by watching a film I discovered a year or so ago--a review soon to come.

Today I saw a wedding, and they were just so perfect.

I'm wondering when for most people the telltale signs of homesickness come to life?
I honestly don't miss home, I hadn't been home for a long time anyhow--even when I was stateside. I read on someone's blog a quote saying something along the lines of one doesn't have to be lost to be a wanderer. And maybe that's what it is, or maybe I'm just very much both of those things.

...so i had an interesting....

_________ moment...at least it felt that way.
I went to Shinsegae in Centum City to just buy some new dang foundation...after giving up on the NarsQuest 2000. I got Burger King, like a sad American expat would. (Not literally sad, but I always feel Ashamed yes with a capital A any time I go to American food joints namely fast food ones like Mc Donalds or Burger King when there is so much other fare around--yet I do it more than twice a week.) My excuse for this is I can have Korean food when I visit le bf's work...so...why would I want to pay for Korean food? ha_Ha unless of course I'm trying to be thrifty...then black bean noodles it is! SoOoo I'm waiting for my food after hitting a few road bumps...the ppl say something in Korean and then they say Whopper in English...and I look at the guy waiting for his food and he hesitating and then was like "is that...urs?"

Now I had heard him talking to his friend prior (just barely) and I thought I heard English, and not only that...but it was California English. It was seriously like catnip. Anywho I grabbed the food (cuz I don't really know what I ordered for sure anyways-I can't see menus without glasses). And I never used to eat fast food in the states, so I usually just let the bf order for me--he knows what I like. SoOoO I grab the food and I walk away to a comfortable spot where people wont stare at me and I can watch the ice skaters.

Then I see this guy strutting over with purpose. It was the worker from Burger King, I had taken the other guys food. I got a bacon whopper, he got a regular...and hence the mix up. Then..I see the guys come over whose food I had taken. I resolved to say hello, and give them my extra coke. We were talking, and I couldn't hear everything he was saying--but it was right he was from California but had lived in Korea the last few years. Then the KO...kid was in HIGH SCHOOL. I thought he was just some small dude. So I wrapped that convo up right quick. I wasn't hitting on them, or had those intentions, I just thought hey some cool new friends...and I just felt like such a cougar.

slight fail?

I read somewhere its not common for a: people (koreans) to go places alone.
and b: for people to be friends of vast age languages
and u know what they say, when in rome do as the romans do...so i'm just trying to stick to both programmes and ...keep hitting errors.