<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28099168</id><updated>2011-12-07T13:39:07.333+09:00</updated><category term='communication gap'/><category term='people'/><category term='korea'/><category term='funny'/><category term='korean'/><category term='students'/><title type='text'>Mandy</title><subtitle type='html'>No longer adventures in Korea, more like Life in the ROK.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03662943877295695310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>148</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28099168.post-7890364363427265197</id><published>2011-12-07T13:39:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2011-12-07T13:39:07.342+09:00</updated><title type='text'>60 day challenge- COMPLETE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GpJrZE3DW4A/Tt7seI_QSgI/AAAAAAAAA48/bNl5OC6MT_k/s1600/60+day+challenge.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GpJrZE3DW4A/Tt7seI_QSgI/AAAAAAAAA48/bNl5OC6MT_k/s320/60+day+challenge.JPG" width="256" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;We are the ones who completed the challenge. The prize was a months membership. I guess I will have to go to the gym everyday for another month so that I can make good use of the freebie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I learned?&lt;br /&gt;Goals are an excellent motivator.&lt;br /&gt;Small goals make everything else achievable.&lt;br /&gt;I like having goals (currently I feel a little lost).&lt;br /&gt;All goals should be celebrated no matter how big or small you perceive them to be.&lt;br /&gt;Find support!! This is so important. Surround your self with people who have the same goals~ they push you to be accountable to yourself and to them. &lt;br /&gt;Accomplish one goal and you won't be able to get enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep up the good fight ^^*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28099168-7890364363427265197?l=mandyba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/feeds/7890364363427265197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28099168&amp;postID=7890364363427265197&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/7890364363427265197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/7890364363427265197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/2011/12/60-day-challenge-complete.html' title='60 day challenge- COMPLETE'/><author><name>Mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03662943877295695310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GpJrZE3DW4A/Tt7seI_QSgI/AAAAAAAAA48/bNl5OC6MT_k/s72-c/60+day+challenge.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28099168.post-8123755081604412089</id><published>2011-10-10T15:05:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2011-10-10T15:05:18.000+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Gwangan Bridge Marathon</title><content type='html'>My friend and I ran the 10 kilometer race two weeks ago. She was registered and I was not, but I still wanted to try my hand at running again. I have been scared to try again. So an unofficial race was just what I needed. I also decided to ditch the mp3 player and really just take in the scenery and support my friend. It was great to have a friend to chase and be chased by. We really helped each other. As she dashed for the finish line I &lt;b&gt;had&lt;/b&gt; to keep up. We went all out in the last few meters. (I almost brought up my breakfast but thankfully I didn't)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X9eulvUop8w/TpKKNbuhNlI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/e8Ld0bmtlRw/s1600/Gwangan+Bridge+1.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X9eulvUop8w/TpKKNbuhNlI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/e8Ld0bmtlRw/s1600/Gwangan+Bridge+1.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4JyElUH0Du8/TpKKP3YZ4GI/AAAAAAAAA3U/heWOaYV3JHk/s1600/Gwangan+Bridge+2.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4JyElUH0Du8/TpKKP3YZ4GI/AAAAAAAAA3U/heWOaYV3JHk/s320/Gwangan+Bridge+2.jpeg" width="216" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Here is the picture of the bridge. Such an amazing experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend and I after the race. She is so amazing!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RMu5XJ44Pqo/TpKKjMJeLII/AAAAAAAAA3Y/UMVMUb1fJhU/s1600/Gwangan+Race+2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RMu5XJ44Pqo/TpKKjMJeLII/AAAAAAAAA3Y/UMVMUb1fJhU/s320/Gwangan+Race+2.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28099168-8123755081604412089?l=mandyba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/feeds/8123755081604412089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28099168&amp;postID=8123755081604412089&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/8123755081604412089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/8123755081604412089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/2011/10/gwangan-bridge-marathon.html' title='Gwangan Bridge Marathon'/><author><name>Mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03662943877295695310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-X9eulvUop8w/TpKKNbuhNlI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/e8Ld0bmtlRw/s72-c/Gwangan+Bridge+1.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28099168.post-5233296718754349780</id><published>2011-10-03T10:13:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T10:13:07.463+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Denmark introduces fat tax</title><content type='html'>I think this is a good idea. A little extreme some may say, but in these times necessary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.google.com/hostednews/ukpress/article/ALeqM5jGiIQAVbnBYO614IuzGKDwxXQBPg?docId=N0716641317591164080A"&gt;Denmark introduces Fat tax&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Denmark has imposed a "fat tax" on foods such as butter and oil as a way to curb unhealthy eating habits.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;The Nordic country introduced the tax, of 16 kroner (£1.84) per kilogram (2.2lbs) of saturated fat in a product.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Ole  Linnet Juul, food director at Denmark's Confederation of Industries,  said the tax will increase the price of a burger by around £0.09 and  raise the price of a small package of butter by around £0.25.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;The tax was approved by large majority in a parliament in March as a move to help increase the average life expectancy of Danes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Denmark,  like some other European countries, already has higher fees on sugar,  chocolates and soft drinks, but Linnet Juul said he believes the Nordic  country is the first in the world to tax fatty foods.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;In  September, Hungary introduced a new tax popularly known as the  "Hamburger Law", but that only involves higher taxes on soft drinks,  pastries, salty snacks and food flavourings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;The outgoing  conservative Danish government planned the fat tax as part of a goal to  increase the average life expectancy of Danes, currently below the OECD  average at 79 years, by three years over the next 10 years.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;"Higher  fees on sugar, fat and tobacco is an important step on the way toward a  higher average life expectancy in Denmark," health minister Jakob Axel  Nielsen said when he introduced the idea in 2009, because "saturated  fats can cause cardiovascular disease and cancer."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Linnet Juul  said the tax mechanism is very complex, involving tax rates on the  percentage of fat used in making a product rather than the percentage  that is in the end-product. As such, only the arrangements of how  companies should handle the tax payments could cost Danish businesses  about £18 million in the first year, he said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Linnet Juul's  organisation is pressuring politicians to simplify the tax, but said he  is unsure what will happen when the new, centre-left government takes  office.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28099168-5233296718754349780?l=mandyba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/feeds/5233296718754349780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28099168&amp;postID=5233296718754349780&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/5233296718754349780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/5233296718754349780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/2011/10/denmark-introduces-fat-tax.html' title='Denmark introduces fat tax'/><author><name>Mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03662943877295695310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28099168.post-1391862676450390375</id><published>2011-09-21T15:30:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T15:30:21.112+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Prairie Sky</title><content type='html'>I have been missing the sky and the space since my return....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PO2P1oRW_Zc/TnmEbhOVo1I/AAAAAAAAA3I/m7zVa4W1N-8/s1600/Prairie+sky.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PO2P1oRW_Zc/TnmEbhOVo1I/AAAAAAAAA3I/m7zVa4W1N-8/s320/Prairie+sky.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28099168-1391862676450390375?l=mandyba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/feeds/1391862676450390375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28099168&amp;postID=1391862676450390375&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/1391862676450390375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/1391862676450390375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/2011/09/prairie-sky.html' title='Prairie Sky'/><author><name>Mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03662943877295695310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PO2P1oRW_Zc/TnmEbhOVo1I/AAAAAAAAA3I/m7zVa4W1N-8/s72-c/Prairie+sky.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28099168.post-2469227261788695924</id><published>2011-09-21T15:28:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2011-09-21T15:28:35.242+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Lotte Giants Baseball game.</title><content type='html'>Over the Thanksgiving type holiday (September 12-13) we were able to go to a baseball game. It was really fun. We were up in the cheap seat with all of the best fans, fried chicken and beer we could buy. Our South African and English friends had never been to a game before so it was fun to watch it together. We stressed the importance of drinking beer during the game to be ensure maximum enjoyment. At the Giants games around the 6th inning everyone is given an orange garbage bag. It is to be filled with your garbage and then taken to a pile. It is a very effective way of cleaning up the stadium. However, before the garbage is put in, the bag is put on your head. The following pictures will show you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YZKkpjGstNc/TnmDwZyWBhI/AAAAAAAAA3A/pfvvl_wD_1k/s1600/1+Baseball+game+sept11.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YZKkpjGstNc/TnmDwZyWBhI/AAAAAAAAA3A/pfvvl_wD_1k/s320/1+Baseball+game+sept11.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9AtjNi-UMdk/TnmDy3xVFeI/AAAAAAAAA3E/jN5pnWbQ2EU/s1600/3+baseball+game+sept+11.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9AtjNi-UMdk/TnmDy3xVFeI/AAAAAAAAA3E/jN5pnWbQ2EU/s320/3+baseball+game+sept+11.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28099168-2469227261788695924?l=mandyba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/feeds/2469227261788695924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28099168&amp;postID=2469227261788695924&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/2469227261788695924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/2469227261788695924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/2011/09/lotte-giants-baseball-game.html' title='Lotte Giants Baseball game.'/><author><name>Mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03662943877295695310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YZKkpjGstNc/TnmDwZyWBhI/AAAAAAAAA3A/pfvvl_wD_1k/s72-c/1+Baseball+game+sept11.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28099168.post-3007718281801601462</id><published>2011-07-29T10:51:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2011-07-29T10:51:28.863+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Michaela is coming!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zG_4dE_OGLw/TjIQ01FdYII/AAAAAAAAA20/Sc0g_eLiBCo/s1600/Michaela1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zG_4dE_OGLw/TjIQ01FdYII/AAAAAAAAA20/Sc0g_eLiBCo/s320/Michaela1.JPG" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Michaela is coming to Busan! She has arrived in Korea for a month. Today she will come to visit and stay with Mark and I. I'm so excited. I really have missed her. It's going to be a great weekend with her. We will visit our old hangouts and eat some of her favorite foods. I love this girl ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28099168-3007718281801601462?l=mandyba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/feeds/3007718281801601462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28099168&amp;postID=3007718281801601462&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/3007718281801601462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/3007718281801601462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/2011/07/michaela-is-coming.html' title='Michaela is coming!!'/><author><name>Mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03662943877295695310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zG_4dE_OGLw/TjIQ01FdYII/AAAAAAAAA20/Sc0g_eLiBCo/s72-c/Michaela1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28099168.post-4911266945585865696</id><published>2011-07-16T09:29:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2011-07-16T09:29:57.771+09:00</updated><title type='text'>What to do?</title><content type='html'>I have been on this journey for almost 6 months now and I have to honestly say I had different expectations of the outcomes. So far, losing the weight has been the hardest. But another challenge that has risen is the obsession with everything fitness. I am now obsessed with the scale and food and how many minutes I exercise. Part of me is really happy that I am aware of everything in my system. The other part of me is tired of talking about food and weight. I just want living healthy and making good choices to come naturally. I don't want to constantly mull over ever decision or fight off unwanted cravings or moments of weakness.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I have 30 days to reach my goal. Its really hard not to do some crazy diet. But, I don't know what to eat or how to eat/ exercise in order to fulfill my obligation to my body. This week I did yoga twice and walked home from school (8km) twice. What else should I do?! See, obsessed much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What has worked for you? What food did you cut out? Anything you got, give it to me...please ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28099168-4911266945585865696?l=mandyba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/feeds/4911266945585865696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28099168&amp;postID=4911266945585865696&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/4911266945585865696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/4911266945585865696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/2011/07/what-to-do.html' title='What to do?'/><author><name>Mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03662943877295695310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28099168.post-2474949808403936117</id><published>2011-07-07T13:02:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T13:02:25.606+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to give up the diet pop (soda)</title><content type='html'>I just read this really interesting &lt;a href="http://healthland.time.com/2011/06/29/studies-why-diet-sodas-are-no-boon-to-dieters/"&gt;article&lt;/a&gt; about fat/ weight gain and consumption of diet pop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: small;"&gt;"The data didn't say why diet sodas might play a role in weight gain, but  previous research suggests it has to do with the disconnect between the  taste of artificial sugars and their lack of calories. The brain is  wired to expect a big load of calories when foods taste sweet or fatty.  But because &lt;a href="http://healthland.time.com/2011/06/23/study-how-fake-fats-can-make-you-really-fat/"&gt;diet foods fail to deliver&lt;/a&gt;, it throws the brain out of whack. Studies in animals suggest that artificial sweetener consumption may lead to &lt;a href="http://www.time.com/time/health/article/0,8599,1711763,00.html"&gt;even more eating and weight gain&lt;/a&gt;, perhaps in part because it triggers the body to start storing more calories as fat."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;I have often felt that when drinking pop I do tend to eat more. I could never really explain that feeling. I usually drink diet soda because I don't want all the sugar in my diet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;Since I have been on my get a good body kick, I have noticed the taste of any carbonated drink tastes a lot like metal and actually really hurts my teeth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;One more thing for me to kick. Also,after the trip to the dentist this week, I will forever think about what the food will do to my teeth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="background-color: transparent; border: medium none; color: black; overflow: hidden; text-align: left; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Read more: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://healthland.time.com/2011/06/29/studies-why-diet-sodas-are-no-boon-to-dieters/#ixzz1RO8R1bzu" style="color: #003399; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;http://healthland.time.com/2011/06/29/studies-why-diet-sodas-are-no-boon-to-dieters/#ixzz1RO8R1bzu&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28099168-2474949808403936117?l=mandyba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/feeds/2474949808403936117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28099168&amp;postID=2474949808403936117&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/2474949808403936117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/2474949808403936117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/2011/07/time-to-give-up-diet-pop-soda.html' title='Time to give up the diet pop (soda)'/><author><name>Mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03662943877295695310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28099168.post-7682242767131327243</id><published>2011-07-06T14:49:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2011-07-06T14:49:12.270+09:00</updated><title type='text'>My face hurts!</title><content type='html'>There is nothing like a trip to the dentist to make a person feel like crap. I feel sad, depressed and in a constant state of pain. AND, to make everything better I have another appointment tomorrow and next Thursday. I'm really worried and apprehensive. I hate being a complainer, but I can't help it.... must find a dark corner and hide.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28099168-7682242767131327243?l=mandyba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/feeds/7682242767131327243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28099168&amp;postID=7682242767131327243&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/7682242767131327243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/7682242767131327243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/2011/07/my-face-hurts.html' title='My face hurts!'/><author><name>Mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03662943877295695310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28099168.post-8634348103522188320</id><published>2011-06-30T10:22:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T10:22:57.155+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Friends- explained</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="quiz-you-answered-answer"&gt;The relationships that we keep  are an important aspect of how we view and respect ourselves as well as  an incredible (and enjoyable) tool for building up our self-esteem. You  may find that you dread encounters with certain people but look forward  to meeting up with others. This is your internal way of steering through  the good, the bad, and the sometimes ugly. Focus your effort on those  who inspire you, make you feel good, and bring overall positive vibes  into your life. The others who like to unload their baggage onto you,  who give you daily doses of guilt or shame, or who are just plain  negative can find their own path without your energy to sustain them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="quiz-you-answered-answer"&gt;Friends, thank you for being GREAT!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28099168-8634348103522188320?l=mandyba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/feeds/8634348103522188320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28099168&amp;postID=8634348103522188320&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/8634348103522188320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/8634348103522188320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/2011/06/friends-explained.html' title='Friends- explained'/><author><name>Mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03662943877295695310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28099168.post-2340428480778858982</id><published>2011-06-30T10:22:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T10:22:05.306+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Quiz Result-</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="quiz-you-answered-answer"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="quiz-you-answered-answer"&gt;&amp;nbsp;This is the result of some on-line quiz called "From Self-loathing to Self -love". I think it is pretty accurate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Not Super&lt;/h2&gt;You aren't a total mess, but you sure have room for a little  healthy ego strengthening. You can be critical and unforgiving of  yourself. You find your value by facilitating other people’s happiness  and often put their needs before your own. You are quick to take the  blame when things go wrong, and you tend to get in your own way by not  allowing yourself room for mistakes or time to learn from them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28099168-2340428480778858982?l=mandyba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/feeds/2340428480778858982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28099168&amp;postID=2340428480778858982&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/2340428480778858982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/2340428480778858982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/2011/06/quiz-result.html' title='Quiz Result-'/><author><name>Mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03662943877295695310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28099168.post-6961069020921481969</id><published>2011-06-30T09:33:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T09:33:01.566+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 45</title><content type='html'>WoW! 45 days. It is really creeping up one me. Last night I practiced Yoga at my gym, &lt;a href="http://www.koreankartel.com/Korean_Kartel/Home.html"&gt;Korean Kartel.&lt;/a&gt; It was a great change to the regular routine. It was also amazingly focused and intense. Usually at the gym my mind is angry, sad, tired and worried. However, in this yoga session I was able to stay focused and concentrate on the movements and the breath that is needed to be successful in this type of setting. It was really great. I will be practicing every Wednesday, and soon Saturdays (once they add the class).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the days dwindle down, I'm really beginning to worry that I won't be able to shed these last 5kgs before the deadline. I don't want to do anything to drastic to drop the weight, but I really want to lose this weight. I really have to pump up the volume. Changing or rewiring my mind and body is a much harder, longer, and powerful journey then I ever imagined. I'm tired of being fat. I'm tired of being tired. I'm tired of being out of control. But, I'm also tired of talking and thinking about health all the time! I know that until I reach my goal, this is how its going to be. Once I reach my goal, I know that I will JUST be an active person who&amp;nbsp; chooses the right meals and the portions and the right activities.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait....for everything ^^&lt;br /&gt;Get out there, take a walk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28099168-6961069020921481969?l=mandyba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/feeds/6961069020921481969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28099168&amp;postID=6961069020921481969&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/6961069020921481969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/6961069020921481969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/2011/06/day-45.html' title='Day 45'/><author><name>Mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03662943877295695310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28099168.post-474946137176235355</id><published>2011-06-24T08:39:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2011-06-24T08:39:18.266+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting old SUCKS!!</title><content type='html'>Since it has been a year for getting healthy and getting tested to make sure I am healthy, yesterday it was time to visit the dentist. I think it was 3 years ago since my last visit. Oh, how I wish I could turn back the clock. Turns out my mouth is after itself. The dentist used this fun little camera to take pictures of my disgusting teeth. I had to ask the hygienist to turn it off as it grossed me out and I almost started to cry. She proceeded to clean my teeth which is going to be the first of many trips to the office. It turns out my back teeth are attacking each other. He actually said " I'm not sure what I'm going to do with this one!" Shit, I'm screwed! He suggested that we will do a root canal on that tooth which will require many visits to the office. The same tooth on the opposite side is going to require a crown as it is not so badly damaged. Among the other procedures I will have to replace two fillings. &lt;br /&gt;So, I guess this will be my birthday present to myself as its going to expensive. I hope I get put under for this canal job-- the drills are already haunting me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28099168-474946137176235355?l=mandyba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/feeds/474946137176235355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28099168&amp;postID=474946137176235355&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/474946137176235355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/474946137176235355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/2011/06/getting-old-sucks.html' title='Getting old SUCKS!!'/><author><name>Mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03662943877295695310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28099168.post-154007803897654383</id><published>2011-06-22T10:24:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T10:24:21.608+09:00</updated><title type='text'>This guy is so FUNNY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://3.gvt0.com/vi/eW1V5iyFOX8/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eW1V5iyFOX8&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eW1V5iyFOX8&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Russell Peters is hilarious. Enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28099168-154007803897654383?l=mandyba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/feeds/154007803897654383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28099168&amp;postID=154007803897654383&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/154007803897654383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/154007803897654383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/2011/06/this-guy-is-so-funny.html' title='This guy is so FUNNY!'/><author><name>Mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03662943877295695310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28099168.post-7155207193332610973</id><published>2011-06-17T08:48:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T08:48:05.163+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 58</title><content type='html'>This has been a tough week at the gym; mentally and physically. Yesterday, Simon and I got to have a chat while everyone had already finished at the gym. He was giving me some guidance about losing weight, because he knows how desperately I want to do this. He told me that I must do other activities as well as his weight and conditioning classes. I was honest with him and told him that I haven't went for a run since the 10k. He also reminded me how important it is to switch my diet and exercise routines because my body will become to familiar with it and stop burning off fat as effectively. &lt;br /&gt;All night this has been on my mind. When can I fit in my runs/ walks (because he did say that power walking can be more difficult than running)? I have realized that I need a routine. How do I break the routine of going to the gym? My gym is terribly far away, but its just what I do: leave work get on the subway for 25 minutes and go.&lt;br /&gt;I'm worried. Tomorrow I will go for a run around the park. Then I plan on having some fun time at the beach with the ladies.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keeping changing and keep growing ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28099168-7155207193332610973?l=mandyba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/feeds/7155207193332610973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28099168&amp;postID=7155207193332610973&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/7155207193332610973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/7155207193332610973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/2011/06/day-58.html' title='Day 58'/><author><name>Mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03662943877295695310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28099168.post-2684534401954555295</id><published>2011-06-15T09:51:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T09:51:34.371+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 60</title><content type='html'>Holy smokes it is exactly 2 months before I'm 30! What a scary/ liberating feeling.&lt;br /&gt;Scary because I had hoped I would have been further along in my weight-loss/ personal wellness journey. I know that this is truly the beginning of a life of health and happiness, so I will try not to get to hung up on that.&lt;br /&gt;Liberating because I will be able to release myself from all things high school (and early university days too)! I don't hold to that as much as I used to, but I can't wait until those memories and experiences are long gone. I have built a great life. A life that I always dreamed of, and its only going to get better. I can't wait to see more of the world and really appreicaate the experiences that I make. The world is so big, I just can't get enough. I have been making great friends from all over the planet, and I can't wait to visit them in there home countries.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers to 30!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gxyqZ4N3Jlo/TfgBlVIeRsI/AAAAAAAAA1M/qoX4uUUh-5U/s1600/celebrate.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gxyqZ4N3Jlo/TfgBlVIeRsI/AAAAAAAAA1M/qoX4uUUh-5U/s1600/celebrate.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28099168-2684534401954555295?l=mandyba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/feeds/2684534401954555295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28099168&amp;postID=2684534401954555295&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/2684534401954555295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/2684534401954555295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/2011/06/day-60.html' title='Day 60'/><author><name>Mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03662943877295695310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gxyqZ4N3Jlo/TfgBlVIeRsI/AAAAAAAAA1M/qoX4uUUh-5U/s72-c/celebrate.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28099168.post-3501740205385226525</id><published>2011-06-15T09:40:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T09:40:33.821+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 61</title><content type='html'>The gym is fucking tough. Yesterday, I had to fight back tears in the  middle of the work out because I was frustrated, in pain and wanted to  give up. Luckily I had a partner who kept talking to me. We finished!  Thank gawd. It was great practice for my mental training. I would have  been more disappointed if I would have quit. While the sweat was running  into my eyes and my breath was eluding me, I just began to focus on one  movement at a time; hands down, feet out, push up, jump. Damn, I'm glad its over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Workout summary: Time Circuit&lt;br /&gt;10 Kettlebell pulls (10kg), 20 pulse push ups, 1 burpee&lt;br /&gt;10 kettlebell pulls (8kg), 19 pulse push ups, 2 burpees&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;Last round: 10 KB pulls, 1 pulse push up, 20 burpees&lt;br /&gt;TIME: 39:33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we finished, I rolled around in pain and was filled with exhaustion. I FINISHED that is all I could think.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28099168-3501740205385226525?l=mandyba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/feeds/3501740205385226525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28099168&amp;postID=3501740205385226525&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/3501740205385226525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/3501740205385226525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/2011/06/day-61.html' title='Day 61'/><author><name>Mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03662943877295695310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28099168.post-4666662381223216538</id><published>2011-06-14T08:48:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T08:48:55.921+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Recap</title><content type='html'>This past weekend was nothing special, which is exactly what I had planned. Our apartment is a little cleaner and a little more organized and now we have a little cable TV too. On Saturday we went to a movie with a couple of friends. The new Xmen movie was much better than I ever thought it would be. We went to the Lotte cinema in Seomyeon. &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lotte_%28conglomerate%29"&gt;Lotte&lt;/a&gt; is one of the largest companies in Korea. This location is a huge department store with hotel and duty free shop. Our friend Yoon-mi has a Lotte credit card in which she can collect points. She shops there a lot. With this she has gained access to this VIP lounge where she can grab a coffee and a rest anytime she feels like it. So us poor folk tagged a long and enjoyed the free food. I was not dressed to be in this lounge, but I don't think it mattered and I was the only one who cared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BVDzNFBMRKg/Tfagd8zHbZI/AAAAAAAAA08/9DTXCWR_i44/s1600/Lotte+MVP+club1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BVDzNFBMRKg/Tfagd8zHbZI/AAAAAAAAA08/9DTXCWR_i44/s320/Lotte+MVP+club1.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B21DiXR9NZ8/TfaghD4GnTI/AAAAAAAAA1A/cG5IbZSySBc/s1600/Lotte+MVP+club2.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="239" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B21DiXR9NZ8/TfaghD4GnTI/AAAAAAAAA1A/cG5IbZSySBc/s320/Lotte+MVP+club2.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;In the top picture is Mark and Stephany. She must have been laughing at something funny I said. Yoon-mi is in the next picture. She is the one who shops a lot to get all the points. As you can see from the background the room is cozy and comfortable. I don't think it really matters about what you wear or how you look. However, for the truly big spenders there is a fancier more exclusive lounge on one of the higher floors; unlike this one which was in the basement.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28099168-4666662381223216538?l=mandyba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/feeds/4666662381223216538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28099168&amp;postID=4666662381223216538&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/4666662381223216538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/4666662381223216538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/2011/06/weekend-recap.html' title='Weekend Recap'/><author><name>Mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03662943877295695310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BVDzNFBMRKg/Tfagd8zHbZI/AAAAAAAAA08/9DTXCWR_i44/s72-c/Lotte+MVP+club1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28099168.post-5424324028177277939</id><published>2011-06-10T08:28:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T08:28:51.667+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 65</title><content type='html'>I'm 2 pounds away from having a healthy BMI (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Body_mass_index"&gt;Body Mass Index&lt;/a&gt;)!! Sweet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28099168-5424324028177277939?l=mandyba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/feeds/5424324028177277939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28099168&amp;postID=5424324028177277939&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/5424324028177277939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/5424324028177277939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/2011/06/day-65.html' title='Day 65'/><author><name>Mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03662943877295695310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28099168.post-4246207336174015598</id><published>2011-06-09T08:40:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T08:40:51.579+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 67</title><content type='html'>Today at the gym was awesome. We were doing a timed based workout. We don't do things for time very often, as people can get sloppy in their form and really injure themselves. Our workout today was a small circuit; Squat &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Push_press"&gt;push-press&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Burpee_%28exercise%29"&gt;Burpees. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It went something like this SPP:50&amp;nbsp; B:10&amp;nbsp; SPP:40&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; B:20&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; SPP:30&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; B:30&amp;nbsp; SPP:20&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; B:40&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; SPP:10&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; B:50.&amp;nbsp; It was really hard. If you have never tried a burpee you should. Anyway my time was 23:58 with an 8kg weight for the push press. The most fit guy there did his in 19:55 so I was really happy with my time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28099168-4246207336174015598?l=mandyba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/feeds/4246207336174015598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28099168&amp;postID=4246207336174015598&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/4246207336174015598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/4246207336174015598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/2011/06/day-67.html' title='Day 67'/><author><name>Mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03662943877295695310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28099168.post-7448557723364963841</id><published>2011-06-07T08:53:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T08:53:33.157+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Weekend</title><content type='html'>This Monday was a national holiday. These are my favorite days in Korea. There were a lot of things going on in and around Busan. On Sunday we went to Haeundae beach. The sand festival was going on as well as the Busan International Dance Festival. The dancing was cool. There were teams from Japan, Netherlands, Mexico, US, Korea and Israel. Some were dark, some were slow and some were so energetic. The Japanese group was definitely my favorite. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sand festival is held annually. This year the festival was much bigger. There were many childrens activities. There was also music and of course the sand castles and sand sculptures. The beach was packed so I didn't take many pictures as some one was always walking in front of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RW4vL_lv7UI/Te1mpP7YsQI/AAAAAAAAA0w/OUKGs7g0v0M/s1600/Sandfestival.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RW4vL_lv7UI/Te1mpP7YsQI/AAAAAAAAA0w/OUKGs7g0v0M/s320/Sandfestival.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Monday we traveled to Geoje island. We had heard many good things about it. We had hoped to go on a pleasure cruise through some of the smaller islands. However, they were all sold out when we got there. We went to the beach, but it was full of garbage. We had a really delicious lunch. We got on another bus and went to another bus station.&lt;br /&gt;Near the bus station was a &lt;a href="http://www.visitkorea.or.kr/enu/SI/SI_EN_3_1_1_1.jsp?cid=264498"&gt;POW camp&lt;/a&gt;. It was fairly horrific in parts. But then again war is always horrific.&lt;br /&gt;This statue is at the entrance of the park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b1XQIu8iUN8/Te1n9aBMPYI/AAAAAAAAA00/K3FRNTwoopY/s1600/POW+camp.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b1XQIu8iUN8/Te1n9aBMPYI/AAAAAAAAA00/K3FRNTwoopY/s320/POW+camp.JPG" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28099168-7448557723364963841?l=mandyba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/feeds/7448557723364963841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28099168&amp;postID=7448557723364963841&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/7448557723364963841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/7448557723364963841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/2011/06/long-weekend.html' title='Long Weekend'/><author><name>Mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03662943877295695310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RW4vL_lv7UI/Te1mpP7YsQI/AAAAAAAAA0w/OUKGs7g0v0M/s72-c/Sandfestival.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28099168.post-9035525816206532082</id><published>2011-06-02T16:01:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T16:01:52.217+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Open Class is Over!!</title><content type='html'>Once a year we have to open our classroom to the Principal, Vice Principal and any other people who would like to come. I'm happy to say the class went off without a hitch. The principal in her limited English thanked me for my trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, the lead up to the class was to much. Yesterday during our practice I totally bombed. The reason was that I misunderstood the direction of the game and how to play; therefore I could not begin to explain it to the kids. But this morning was much better as I understood the objectives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;This morning we had an hour spare before the moment of truth. We spent that time preparing the classroom and needlessly freaking out. Another teacher was in the class moving the desks and shit. We spent 10 minutes shuffling the desks back and forth, back and forth. WOW. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The students came 25 minutes early!! The other teacher knew but of course I did not. The students came in and sat down and fussed and went to the bathroom and were given instructions; none of which I could follow/ understand. The kids began asking questions about me. I could only hear my name amongst the chatter. Finally, the other teacher said "They are worried about you". I guess my body language and standing idle for almost half and hour was beginning to show on the infamous Mandy face. I gave the response "I'm fine" which they all could understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so happy this day is over! What a unnecessarily stressful day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's Lesson: Learn to control the Mandy face better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28099168-9035525816206532082?l=mandyba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/feeds/9035525816206532082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28099168&amp;postID=9035525816206532082&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/9035525816206532082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/9035525816206532082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/2011/06/open-class-is-over.html' title='Open Class is Over!!'/><author><name>Mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03662943877295695310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28099168.post-448970246195696407</id><published>2011-05-31T16:28:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T16:28:52.909+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 74</title><content type='html'>Today's achievement: I resisted the ice cream!&amp;nbsp;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28099168-448970246195696407?l=mandyba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/feeds/448970246195696407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28099168&amp;postID=448970246195696407&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/448970246195696407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/448970246195696407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/2011/05/day-74.html' title='Day 74'/><author><name>Mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03662943877295695310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28099168.post-5694513109349171064</id><published>2011-05-31T09:38:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T09:38:48.118+09:00</updated><title type='text'>5kg in 75 days</title><content type='html'>That is my goal. I plan on doing something extra everyday to ensure that I will reach this goal before this body turns 30! Yes, can you believe that I will be 30? I really can't believe that the time has come already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck (and love)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28099168-5694513109349171064?l=mandyba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/feeds/5694513109349171064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28099168&amp;postID=5694513109349171064&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/5694513109349171064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/5694513109349171064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/2011/05/5kg-in-75-days.html' title='5kg in 75 days'/><author><name>Mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03662943877295695310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28099168.post-4548378276526986087</id><published>2011-05-31T09:36:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T09:36:40.976+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Race Result</title><content type='html'>I finished the Dadaepo race. I was disappointed with my finish time at first but now I have decided that I did my best. My finish was 58:20. I was really glad that I finished under 1 hour. There were a number of factors that I think hindered my performance. Also I didn't practice enough on the mental aspects of the race. I really gave up at the end of the race. I also was really distracted for the last 4 kilometers and not in a good way. I really had to go to the bathroom and there was nothing in site. I was looking for a bush but there was nothing. I was thinking about going in my pants; since it was raining and I was already soaked; but I just couldn't do it. By the end I was in tears and disappointed in the way that I managed my time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alas, I finished! I have a time now that I can beat. I can train hard to become faster and stronger. I need to really practice the mental game ~ I can't give up so easily.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28099168-4548378276526986087?l=mandyba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/feeds/4548378276526986087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28099168&amp;postID=4548378276526986087&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/4548378276526986087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/4548378276526986087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/2011/05/race-result.html' title='Race Result'/><author><name>Mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03662943877295695310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28099168.post-3902981665450957728</id><published>2011-04-27T13:23:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T13:23:35.142+09:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Race Time!</title><content type='html'>Mark and I have registered for our first race! We are going to run a 10km&amp;nbsp; at &lt;a href="http://www.visitkorea.or.kr/enu/SI/SI_EN_3_1_1_1.jsp?cid=264611"&gt;Dadaepo Beach&lt;/a&gt; on May 22. I'm a little freaked out. I know that I can do it. Its just I have never actually competed in a race before. It will be some good motivation for my training. I will be faster and stronger.&lt;br /&gt;I will be running a half marathon in July in Seoul. That has me really worried :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28099168-3902981665450957728?l=mandyba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/feeds/3902981665450957728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28099168&amp;postID=3902981665450957728&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/3902981665450957728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/3902981665450957728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/2011/04/its-race-time.html' title='It&apos;s Race Time!'/><author><name>Mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03662943877295695310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28099168.post-7269077198541526279</id><published>2010-11-24T11:09:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T11:09:15.944+09:00</updated><title type='text'>November</title><content type='html'>Wow time is flying. I don't have much time left at this school. Final exams are December 6-8. Winter vacation starts December 23.&amp;nbsp; In between finals and the end of the term it will be all Christmas all the time.&lt;br /&gt;I have to complete a Winter&amp;nbsp;Camp which is two weeks long. After the middle of January I will be pratically free. My contract will be complete in February. Currently I am thinking about transferring to an elementary school as I hope it will be easier and more joyful. &lt;br /&gt;Once we complete our contracts we will be heading home. Hopefully with ideas/ plans for the future, happiness and some money for the bank.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28099168-7269077198541526279?l=mandyba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/feeds/7269077198541526279/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28099168&amp;postID=7269077198541526279&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/7269077198541526279'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/7269077198541526279'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/2010/11/november.html' title='November'/><author><name>Mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03662943877295695310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28099168.post-2072089782547683880</id><published>2010-11-24T11:03:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2010-11-24T11:03:48.070+09:00</updated><title type='text'>North Korea attack South Korea</title><content type='html'>Hey everyone,&lt;br /&gt;It is calm here in Busan. We are far enough away that we are not feeling the effects of the attack. No one in my company seems all that concerned, yet. This unloading of bullets happens often; at least 2 or 3 times a year. However, the feeling of this one is a little different, as tensions are currently high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are registered with the embassy so we recieved at notice at about 7pm KST letting us in on the details and what to do in case of..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Dear Canadian Citizen,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;The Embassy of Canada in Seoul is aware of the current situation on Yeonpyeong Island.&amp;nbsp; For the moment, Foreign Affairs and International Trade Canada has not changed the risk level for the two countries nor released any official warning. The Canadian Embassy to Korea is closely monitoring the situation and will advise the Canadian community in Korea of developments as required.&amp;nbsp; As the situation evolves, you are advised to consult the Travel Report for South Korea for up-to-date information.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Canadians are encouraged to maintain their level of readiness to cope with any emergency situation. It is recommended that:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;you ensure that your travel documents, including your passport, are valid;&lt;br /&gt;you have registered with the online Registry of Canadians Abroad (ROCA) and/or updated your registration with your latest information.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Please see the weblinks below for additional information:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Travel report-up-to-date information about Korea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.voyage.gc.ca/countries_pays/report_rapport-eng.asp?id=153000"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;http://www.voyage.gc.ca/countries_pays/report_rapport-eng.asp?id=153000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Registry of Canadians Abroad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.voyage2.gc.ca/Registration_inscription/Register_Inscrire/Login_ouvrir-une-session-eng.aspx?fwd=true&amp;amp;hash=p0V4sJhYtXNnDsAOImpW8w6161"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;https://www.voyage2.gc.ca/Registration_inscription/Register_Inscrire/Login_ouvrir-une-session-eng.aspx?fwd=true&amp;amp;hash=p0V4sJhYtXNnDsAOImpW8w6161&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;How to obtain a passport&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.canadainternational.gc.ca/korea-coree/consular_services_consulaires/passport-passeport.aspx?lang=eng"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;http://www.canadainternational.gc.ca/korea-coree/consular_services_consulaires/passport-passeport.aspx?lang=eng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Emergency evacuation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.canadainternational.gc.ca/korea-coree/consular_services_consulaires/emergency_plan_urgence.aspx?lang=eng"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;http://www.canadainternational.gc.ca/korea-coree/consular_services_consulaires/emergency_plan_urgence.aspx?lang=eng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.voyage.gc.ca/faq/evacuations-eng.asp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;http://www.voyage.gc.ca/faq/evacuations-eng.asp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;We hope that this information will be helpful to you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Your Consular team&lt;br /&gt;Embassy of Canada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;16-1, Jeong-dong,&lt;br /&gt;Jung-gu, CPO Box 6299,&lt;br /&gt;Seoul, Korea 100-662&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Tel. (International) : 82-2-3783-6000&lt;br /&gt;Tel. (Domestic) : 02-3783-6000&lt;br /&gt;Fax (International) : 82-2-3783-6239&lt;br /&gt;Fax (Domestic) : 02-3783-6239&lt;br /&gt;Email: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:seoul@international.gc.ca"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;seoul@international.gc.ca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif;"&gt;Emergency Services : 1-613-996-8885&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;It is a strange feeling to be in a country where this type of action takes place. In Saskatchewan, the worst I've seen is a blizzard with -40 degrees and windchills of outrageous proportions. The kind that shut down Universities and higways and everything in between.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I will update again if there is anything to report, otherwise try not to worry about us. I guess the worst thing that could happen is we would have&amp;nbsp;to come home early; which would mean sqwatting at our favorite people's places. Lets hope it does not come to that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28099168-2072089782547683880?l=mandyba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/feeds/2072089782547683880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28099168&amp;postID=2072089782547683880&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/2072089782547683880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/2072089782547683880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/2010/11/north-korea-attack-south-korea.html' title='North Korea attack South Korea'/><author><name>Mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03662943877295695310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28099168.post-7702420696163249212</id><published>2010-10-05T18:26:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T18:26:40.480+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Rath of a BEE</title><content type='html'>A bee enters the class room.&lt;br /&gt;A bee flys.&lt;br /&gt;37 16 years old boys scream&lt;br /&gt;and run&lt;br /&gt;and throw books&lt;br /&gt;and shoes.&lt;br /&gt;I stare.&lt;br /&gt;Awestruck by the mayhem unfolding before my eyes.&lt;br /&gt;Are you serious?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, quite actually.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Madness ensues.&lt;br /&gt;A bee is killed.&lt;br /&gt;A dead bee is thrown around.&lt;br /&gt;Another boy squeals.&lt;br /&gt;An annoyed teacher picks up the bee&amp;nbsp; and puts it in the garbage.&lt;br /&gt;Can we please continue?&lt;br /&gt;No.&lt;br /&gt;The squealing, punching, ranting continues...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28099168-7702420696163249212?l=mandyba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/feeds/7702420696163249212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28099168&amp;postID=7702420696163249212&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/7702420696163249212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/7702420696163249212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/2010/10/rath-of-bee.html' title='Rath of a BEE'/><author><name>Mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03662943877295695310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28099168.post-8212861189367152700</id><published>2010-10-05T18:25:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T18:25:49.459+09:00</updated><title type='text'>A bathroom Attack</title><content type='html'>On my way to the john before my after school class I am bombarded by the boys. Teacher, we need to talk to you. OK. 37 obnoxious boys from the bee incident begin to tell me how sorry they are. Bowing incessantly and practically chanting 'I'm sorry teacher'. By this time I feel awkward standing in the bathroom doorway and looking at the clock. I finally get them to stop and go away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school class has started. A knock on the door.&lt;br /&gt;Teacher can I talk to you?&lt;br /&gt;I guess- but I'm kinda in the middle of something.&lt;br /&gt;Teacher we're sorry&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I know.&lt;br /&gt;Can you teach us the class again?&lt;br /&gt;Why?&lt;br /&gt;Because the home room teacher said we have to make up the class. When do you have time?&lt;br /&gt;I don't have time. I don't want to.&lt;br /&gt;Teacher, its a different culture. So when can you do it?&lt;br /&gt;Uh, OK. 415 everyone get here on time. We will study for 15 minutes. I really don't want to do this.&lt;br /&gt;Its a different culture. Also teacher said we must pay you because its an extra class.&lt;br /&gt;What? No, you don't have to do that.&lt;br /&gt;Its a different culture. What do you want? Candy, money?&lt;br /&gt;Uh, whatever. I don't understand. OK. I gotta go. Bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They stagger in late; some without pens and papers. They were angels. I didn't think they had it in them. Honestly they weren't any crazier that any other day, so I was basically over it by the time they all exited the classroom. I think they only had to come and repeat my class because they also pissed off the math teacher- which is where they were headed to next..&lt;br /&gt;Its a different culture teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I know. I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. still haven't got paid;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28099168-8212861189367152700?l=mandyba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/feeds/8212861189367152700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28099168&amp;postID=8212861189367152700&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/8212861189367152700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/8212861189367152700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/2010/10/bathroom-attack.html' title='A bathroom Attack'/><author><name>Mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03662943877295695310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28099168.post-4884683277188160753</id><published>2010-10-02T21:51:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T21:51:06.947+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='people'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='korea'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><title type='text'>Inn Keeper</title><content type='html'>Ever since we moved into our new place the one Inn Keeper has taken a certain liking to me. He is a cute old man with lots of energy. He knows that I am with Mark- as we quickly established that on moving day. He is not a creepy guy, but he certainly could be. He will often greet me with a sly grin and a weird hand gesture. He taps his thumb and pinky finger together several times, while giggling and making "oooohhh" sounds. I believe he is thinking that I'm going upstairs to get lucky! YES that is what his weird laughs are insinuating.&lt;br /&gt;Back to the first day we met...&amp;nbsp; He noticed that we only had a twin bed. Well, that got him excited! He started&amp;nbsp; to gigle and pretend as if he was hugging something- suggesting that we would have to snuggle pretty closely to sleep- dirty boy!&lt;br /&gt;He is hilarious. I think he is hoping that one day I would suddenly understand what he is saying. He only speaks in Korean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today:&lt;br /&gt;He timed my run. I went for a run and found a new trail near the Nakdong River. It was nice. I walked up to the apartment and he tells me 45 minutes. OK! I get into the apartment and then the doorbell rang. What? HI! Pointing at his shoes. I pick up my runners, and hand them to him. NO NO NO. Suggesting I should put them on. OK. Lets take the elevater to the 9th floor. OK. We go to the roof. He starts running laps- motioning for me to do the same. He continues to yack in Korean- and quickly.&lt;br /&gt;This is What I think was the conversation that we had.&lt;br /&gt;You should train on the roof instead of on the trail. You can do push ups and everything. Or you should run up the hill around the ice rink and cultural center. Why would you want to go so far from the apartment when you have everything right here?&lt;br /&gt;Funny guy- stay tuned- I know there will be more from him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28099168-4884683277188160753?l=mandyba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/feeds/4884683277188160753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28099168&amp;postID=4884683277188160753&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/4884683277188160753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/4884683277188160753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/2010/10/inn-keeper.html' title='Inn Keeper'/><author><name>Mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03662943877295695310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28099168.post-3822610153114629544</id><published>2010-10-02T21:10:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T21:10:06.899+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='students'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='korea'/><title type='text'>Baby Panty</title><content type='html'>(Background: Teaching a lesson about the flood in Pakistan along with natural disasters. Explaining what aid is-no not AIDS kids.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What supplies do we need if there was a disaster? food, water, clothes, medicine.&lt;br /&gt;A particularly cute student is trying to explain something. He said 'baby'. Then he adds a motion across his belly. I say surgery- surgical tools. No teacher. He continues to wiggle and then motions between his legs like a baby was coming out. What?! He repeats the actions. Finally he says "baby panty" - hahaha- awe diapers- Yes those are important. Good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28099168-3822610153114629544?l=mandyba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/feeds/3822610153114629544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28099168&amp;postID=3822610153114629544&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/3822610153114629544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/3822610153114629544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/2010/10/baby-panty.html' title='Baby Panty'/><author><name>Mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03662943877295695310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28099168.post-1000955953248634205</id><published>2010-10-02T21:01:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T21:01:50.740+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='korean'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='communication gap'/><title type='text'>Dog, Ddak, Dak, Duck</title><content type='html'>My two best Korean friends had lunch with us. But sometimes we have to laugh at the communication gap.&lt;br /&gt;Ddak= Korean Rice Cake&lt;br /&gt;Dak= chicken in Korean&lt;br /&gt;Dog= small furry animal&lt;br /&gt;Duck= water fowl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were telling them that we were going to go for a meal of duck meat. All of the words are pronounced similarly. It took four of us about 10 minutes to figure it out. So funny&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28099168-1000955953248634205?l=mandyba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/feeds/1000955953248634205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28099168&amp;postID=1000955953248634205&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/1000955953248634205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/1000955953248634205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/2010/10/dog-ddak-dak-duck.html' title='Dog, Ddak, Dak, Duck'/><author><name>Mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03662943877295695310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28099168.post-6683959201449944095</id><published>2010-10-02T20:57:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T20:57:05.047+09:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='students'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='korea'/><title type='text'>Chinese Characters: Endurance</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VctnUy-odPI/TKcdlCa8NYI/AAAAAAAAAus/qBhcbufPK-g/s1600/endurance.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VctnUy-odPI/TKcdlCa8NYI/AAAAAAAAAus/qBhcbufPK-g/s1600/endurance.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A note from a student: Hi teacher. You look bad. Cheer up! You can do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Real Message- I know my class behaves badly. You looked stressed. Keep it up. Fighting!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28099168-6683959201449944095?l=mandyba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/feeds/6683959201449944095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28099168&amp;postID=6683959201449944095&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/6683959201449944095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/6683959201449944095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/2010/10/chinese-characters-endurance.html' title='Chinese Characters: Endurance'/><author><name>Mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03662943877295695310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VctnUy-odPI/TKcdlCa8NYI/AAAAAAAAAus/qBhcbufPK-g/s72-c/endurance.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28099168.post-786950314779317855</id><published>2010-10-02T20:52:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T20:53:00.267+09:00</updated><title type='text'>iPhone 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VctnUy-odPI/TKccrHUDWjI/AAAAAAAAAuo/lRSd2WjmSI8/s1600/iphone4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VctnUy-odPI/TKccrHUDWjI/AAAAAAAAAuo/lRSd2WjmSI8/s1600/iphone4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;I GOT IT!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28099168-786950314779317855?l=mandyba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/feeds/786950314779317855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28099168&amp;postID=786950314779317855&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/786950314779317855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/786950314779317855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/2010/10/iphone-4.html' title='iPhone 4'/><author><name>Mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03662943877295695310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VctnUy-odPI/TKccrHUDWjI/AAAAAAAAAuo/lRSd2WjmSI8/s72-c/iphone4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28099168.post-105803055271632405</id><published>2010-10-02T20:49:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T20:49:06.295+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Korean Thanksgiving and Poutine</title><content type='html'>Jack and his niece came over for some genuine Canadian cuisine. I served the classic poutine- french fries, cheese and gravy. The idea of gravy sauce grosses most Koreans out. But luckily I had a pack of gravy mix and just added water. They said they really liked it.&lt;br /&gt;I hope they can come to Canada to experience the real thing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28099168-105803055271632405?l=mandyba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/feeds/105803055271632405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28099168&amp;postID=105803055271632405&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/105803055271632405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/105803055271632405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/2010/10/korean-thanksgiving-and-poutine.html' title='Korean Thanksgiving and Poutine'/><author><name>Mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03662943877295695310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28099168.post-1745644610857827468</id><published>2010-09-18T21:25:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T23:02:55.730+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Hanbok</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VctnUy-odPI/TJSxDTQEmeI/AAAAAAAAASI/fDp-mMxXzRc/s1600/MandyHanbok.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 350px; height: 234px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VctnUy-odPI/TJSxDTQEmeI/AAAAAAAAASI/fDp-mMxXzRc/s400/MandyHanbok.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518230113701108194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hello! Happy Chuseok (which is Korean Thanksgiving).&lt;br /&gt;In the past, and some people today, will wear this dress for this special holiday. Hanboks are becoming very expensive. They are made with fine fabrics such as silk. They are very beautiful and come in many colors. You can have them custom made at a local market in Busan. It is a very simple design, but the embroidery is very intricate and delicate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was lucky enough to have the opportunity to try one on. A colleague of mine brought hers to school for a retirement ceremony. It was so kind of her to offer. I wish I could have brought my make up to freshen up before putting on such a beautiful garment. (After a day of plus 30 degrees and blazing humidity, I was less than fresh).&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VctnUy-odPI/TJi37PQsLoI/AAAAAAAAAsc/D9GV55YdkqY/s1600/Jasah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 290px; height: 174px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VctnUy-odPI/TJi37PQsLoI/AAAAAAAAAsc/D9GV55YdkqY/s320/Jasah.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519363571679243906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The holiday is dreaded by most women as they are stuck in the kitchen preparing food for the 2 or 3 days of festivities. Some Korean food takes a long time to prepare. During this holiday they also prepare food and a special table setting for their ancestors. The table must be set up according to many rules. My students have told me a little bit about it. This type of ceremony is also done on Sul Nal (Lunar New Year). In Korea, filial piety is above all. It is important to thank the ancestors for providing a good harvest and everything good this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The traditional food eaten at this time is Sumpyeon. This is a rice cake in the shape of a half moon. It is then filled with red bean paste- which includes sesame and sugar. The rice cake can be many different colors. They are usually served warm, as the rice cake (or Ddak) is more&lt;br /&gt;malleable and tasty.&lt;br /&gt;                                                    .&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VctnUy-odPI/TJi4dkTaAhI/AAAAAAAAAss/fyYTNL2nUO8/s1600/rice+cakes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 265px; height: 190px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VctnUy-odPI/TJi4dkTaAhI/AAAAAAAAAss/fyYTNL2nUO8/s320/rice+cakes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519364161443332626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My kids love this holiday because they will receive lots of money from all of their older relatives. It is tradition for them to bow, and then they will receive a gift- which is money. Some of my students have plans to buy clothes, books or phone accessories, but most said their mothers will take it and put it in the bank. I don't know what the saving is for, could be university, or marriage- I didn't get an answer.&lt;br /&gt;                                                         &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VctnUy-odPI/TJi6PXe_tII/AAAAAAAAAs0/OI67rwpvbyE/s1600/kids+bow+for+money.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 275px; height: 184px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VctnUy-odPI/TJi6PXe_tII/AAAAAAAAAs0/OI67rwpvbyE/s320/kids+bow+for+money.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519366116507366530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/Mandy/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/Mandy/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28099168-1745644610857827468?l=mandyba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/feeds/1745644610857827468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28099168&amp;postID=1745644610857827468&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/1745644610857827468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/1745644610857827468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/2010/09/hanbok.html' title='Hanbok'/><author><name>Mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03662943877295695310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VctnUy-odPI/TJSxDTQEmeI/AAAAAAAAASI/fDp-mMxXzRc/s72-c/MandyHanbok.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28099168.post-3448991315385744039</id><published>2010-08-01T12:20:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T12:25:19.073+09:00</updated><title type='text'>coming home</title><content type='html'>Hey peeps! I'm leaving Korea in a few hours. I'm so excited. I have a lay over in Toronto- which will be awesome. My friend Michaela, who I met in Korea last year, is coming to pick me up and we will spend the night gallivanting in downtown T.O.&lt;br /&gt;I hope my love affair will be born with this city;).&lt;br /&gt;I will then spend the rest of the time, however short it is, with my family and friends. I need to get all the niece and nephew action I can get!! I'm going to eat and shop and drink lots of coffee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope to see you soon. If you need/ want to get a hold of me... comment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace&lt;br /&gt;M.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28099168-3448991315385744039?l=mandyba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/feeds/3448991315385744039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28099168&amp;postID=3448991315385744039&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/3448991315385744039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/3448991315385744039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/2010/08/coming-home.html' title='coming home'/><author><name>Mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03662943877295695310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28099168.post-3479911313395832364</id><published>2010-07-10T08:13:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T08:20:09.419+09:00</updated><title type='text'>UPDATE</title><content type='html'>The spots are gone, almost. He put me on some steroid medicine and they have cleared up. I'm so happy they are gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is the last day of the Fat Smash 2010 competition. I have dropped a few kilograms, but I'm not sure what my percentage of fat loss is. I know that my bad belly fat has dropped from 11 to 6 (where ever those numbers came from:)  We are having a potluck party today. Its going to be so fun. I'm bringing my now famous Peanut Butter Pie. Let me tell you it will rock their world (and yours one day). At the gym yesterday, I'm not sure if it was the 5days of rest, and being sick  or the steroids, but I was feeling like the Hulk! Ashley and I were joking that today for the last workout I'm going to be throwing those kettle-bells around like marshmallows. I'll let you know how that goes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28099168-3479911313395832364?l=mandyba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/feeds/3479911313395832364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28099168&amp;postID=3479911313395832364&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/3479911313395832364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/3479911313395832364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/2010/07/update.html' title='UPDATE'/><author><name>Mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03662943877295695310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28099168.post-778018189744521258</id><published>2010-07-08T16:05:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2010-07-10T08:23:16.066+09:00</updated><title type='text'>The spotted animal</title><content type='html'>Its official. I have gained animal characteristics. I am now covered in BIG red spots. Did I mention, my new ultra sharp claws help with the constant itching.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It all began last Thursday. I had a super aggressive workout at the gym, and came home with some aches and pains. Once Friday rolled around, I couldn't focus and I was not feeling awesome. I thought that it was simply a neck out of place, or a pressure headache. [I have a really bed physical reaction to pressure changes; severe headache along with digestive problems.] But when this persisted well into Saturday I started to worry. I hadn't eaten anything since Thursday, and I just wanted all of this to go away. No such luck.&lt;br /&gt;Sunday I paniced and went into the hopistal. I was given the royal treatment; 5 x-rays, blood, urine and st**l tests, and ECG (Why? I know), plus some IV fluids and pain medicine. It was quite a pleasant experience. It turns out I had food poisoning. I don't know where or from what, because no one else was sick that I had meals with.  Also because I have insurance, it only cost a mere 84$. And that was for an ER visit.&lt;br /&gt;On Monday I stayed home from school because the D*** hadn't stopped. I went to the International Care Center at the hospital. It was nice to have a fluent doctor. He gave me antibiotics and pain meds for 5 days. OK great, I don't have to come back until Saturday!! WRONG.&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday arrived and so did the spots. They began to appear early. On my lip, on my hands and feet. At first I thought they were mosquito bites. By Wednesday I had LOTS of spots. I went to the doctor after school to get some antihistamines. He gave me an aggressive treatment. Now its Thursday, and my eyelids are so puffy that its hard to look up. I have successfully changed into a red leopard.&lt;br /&gt;Again, off to see my new best friends- the Nurse Ja-yin Lee and the Doctor Sung min Kim. (We even joke that we have seen to much of each other.) They notice my swelled face as soon as they see it. " Oh, look at the face!" Now, I will try some steroids and see what that will do in the next three days. I will go back on Saturday if it hasn't cleared up. At that point a Dermatologist will be blended into the mix.  The doctor thinks the skin eruption is from the food poisoning. I had tainted water some where, as this is common with water borne bacterias. He doesn't think it was an allergic reaction from the medicine.&lt;br /&gt;I HATE hospitals. Did I mention that? But at least he is confident, and I'm getting excellent care. This hospital is totally sweet and brand new, &lt;a href="http://www.paik.ac.kr/haeundae/eng/"&gt;Haeundae Paik Hospital&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope this transformation will not last very long. I want to enjoy my really body's transformation (I've been working out hard core and it feels good).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep you posted.... meowww&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28099168-778018189744521258?l=mandyba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/feeds/778018189744521258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28099168&amp;postID=778018189744521258&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/778018189744521258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/778018189744521258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/2010/07/spotted-animal.html' title='The spotted animal'/><author><name>Mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03662943877295695310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28099168.post-7940521326017472653</id><published>2010-06-11T10:01:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T10:25:12.596+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Been a while now..</title><content type='html'>Hey!&lt;br /&gt;So its Friday!! I'm so happy about that. I think we will just play games all day, and try to have some fun. School is still challenging... I'm not sure it can get any better. But to help me along I have found an application on my phone that counts the days until 1) Summer Vacation (49)and 2) contract completion! (260).  It keeps me motivated. I'm not the only one looking forward to vacation- all of the teachers are. Everyone is tired and stressed out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FAT SMASH 2010.&lt;br /&gt;Instead of that other competiton, the gym came up with this. Losing weight is a common theme so they decided to focus on that. Last week was my first week. It was hard, sweaty and painful, but awesome. I came in 3rd for percentage of fat lost!! This week was also a good workout week. Yesterday was especially intense with abs and core being the focus- both of which I lack muscular definition. But wait, in 6 weeks I will have left this lard ass at the curb!!&lt;br /&gt;Simon the trainer is really awesome. He pushes just hard enough, and he is very knowledgeable. I want to work hard for him and for me. Yesterday as I was laying in a pool of my own sweat, I thought that I will never absentmindly put something into my mouth again! It is too damn hard to take off this beloved spare tire. Sure it was fun eating ( or self medicating through food), but this pain I feel in my body now- is just to much.&lt;br /&gt;Everyone always says your attitude will be better with exercise- well, they aren't lying. It has changed dramitically. Even after two days, I felt better. I wasn't as stressed and I wasn't on an emotional rollercoaster! I will never let the rollercoaster get ahead of me again!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update: Mandy and the Vice&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately my partner in crime has been down and out. He has diabetes, but has come down with a high fever and other complications. He has been in Seoul for the last 2 or 3 weeks. Everyone is not sure what is happening or how he is doing.  I know that I miss having the man in the fancy outfits around. Maybe I will buy a nice bright summer shirt for when he returns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend the world cup starts. Korea's first games against Greece is on Saturday. I think we will head down to the local stadium and watch it with everyone there. It should be a great time. I wore my Korea shirt today to school, and the kids and teachers were thrilled. It should be a great time. I hope they win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to get to work, Monday is never that far away in a teachers life.... ick!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28099168-7940521326017472653?l=mandyba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/feeds/7940521326017472653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28099168&amp;postID=7940521326017472653&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/7940521326017472653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/7940521326017472653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/2010/06/been-while-now.html' title='Been a while now..'/><author><name>Mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03662943877295695310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28099168.post-734751611934499936</id><published>2010-05-15T23:05:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T23:30:22.926+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Mandy and the Vice</title><content type='html'>My vice principal really seems to like me. We can not talk to each other, because we don't speak each other's language. To show that he likes me, he has been offering me rides home. We both live close to Haeundae, so he drops me off at the subway station near his house. At first I thought this was awesome, kind and would save time. However, it is much easier just to take the subway; for time and lack of strange uncomfortable silence!&lt;br /&gt;On our adventures home we have started to take detours, first just the gas station. Let me tell you gas is so expensive here! I hope the gas jockey doesn't think that I am this old man's mistress. He always give me this sly grin- may I remind you my vice principal is short, very thin, bald and has a close resemblance to Mr.Burns.&lt;br /&gt;Now to the good stuff. We ran into each other in the hallway on our way out of school and he asks 'Haeundae' and I reply yes. He offers me a ride. I swore just a few days before that I would come up with some excuse to politely decline. Some how my two minds were separated and I said OK sure, before I could really think about it.  Usually he leaves the radio on, but this time he turned it off. All I could think was oh shit now were going to have to play charades in the front seat of his car. Let me also remind you that he is a very nervous driver and can barely touch the gas pedal in his SUV. Well, the games began. He started to say something about his shirt... I thought please gawd don't take it off! The he said something about Sajik, which is no where near our home. Then he finally calls my co teacher to ask for translation; "He has to stop at a clothing shop, would you mind waiting?" (Uh, OK).&lt;br /&gt;I was willing going to wait in the car, as we parked on the sidewalk in front of said store. He wasn't going to have this, so in we go. There was another Korean couple in there and everyone just kinda stared. I sit on the black leather sofa quite uncomfortably. (Thinking what the HELL)! We had to wait as the other customers were finishing up. He was perusing the store. A lime green sport coat really caught his eye; let the wheeling and dealing begin. He also settled on a pink pinstriped pattern for the shirts that we originally went in for. This shirt was of course to match the new pink pants that he just bought. I slightly panic thinking we better not start trying this stuff on. Thankfully they had all his measurements on file. Dodged a bullet on that one!&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say my trip home was about an hour later than usual, but at least I had a great story to tell Mark- nothing like this really happens to him. It was also great material for a blog post. I hope there will be more to add in the chronicles of Mandy and the Vice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28099168-734751611934499936?l=mandyba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/feeds/734751611934499936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28099168&amp;postID=734751611934499936&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/734751611934499936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/734751611934499936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/2010/05/mandy-and-vice.html' title='Mandy and the Vice'/><author><name>Mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03662943877295695310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28099168.post-30892063623296977</id><published>2010-04-28T11:40:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T12:30:34.842+09:00</updated><title type='text'>two months already...</title><content type='html'>Sorry for my lack of blogging. It seems that I just couldn't find anything to say.. surprised right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll break it down:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School: I'm in the the northern part of the city. It is a working class neighborhood. The only reason I mention that is because it is reflected in my students. Living in this part of the city means their access to English and English academies is limited therefore resulting in a lower level English ability. There are of course some stellar students but the majority are lower level. They are great kids. It is so much harder working in the system then I thought. Not only do I have 5 different co-teachers to consider, but I also have to plan these lessons. I am having an extremely difficult time with this. I just want my lessons to be awesome and useful, but I do not yet have the ability to gage what level and material will best support them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have one super awesome co- teacher. She supports me and digs me out of whatever holes I find myself in when presenting a class. The others have their own ideas of what co-teaching is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find that I can not leave work at school ( Neda now I totally understand what you are doing). I feel a lot of guilt and I can never really forget about work. This leads to a bit of sad and isolating after school life. I take what the students say very personally and I need to drop that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AfterSchool:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark and I are on completly opposite schedules. This makes it difficult to spend quality time together. I miss having the same schedule and the same working conditons. However, this year we have the entire weekend to spend together. Mark has taken up soccer, which usually occurs on the weekend; maybe he will let me watch soon;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Web t.v.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I applied to be on this program that will broadcast on a web channel. It is a show about changing ones lifestyle and making a better body and better life. The grand prize is 1000$. That wouldn't be so bad. I feel that maybe this would&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28099168-30892063623296977?l=mandyba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/feeds/30892063623296977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28099168&amp;postID=30892063623296977&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/30892063623296977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/30892063623296977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/2010/04/two-months-already.html' title='two months already...'/><author><name>Mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03662943877295695310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28099168.post-6535011929192643721</id><published>2010-03-13T14:02:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2010-03-13T14:08:47.720+09:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sink is Broken</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VctnUy-odPI/S5scpDQXzMI/AAAAAAAAAOs/-FxCu7oX9jM/s1600-h/DSC_0631.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VctnUy-odPI/S5scpDQXzMI/AAAAAAAAAOs/-FxCu7oX9jM/s400/DSC_0631.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447979665808936130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to use the sink. It was broken. In this particular sink the stopper is a push button. The button was stuck. I tried my best at broken Korean to get some help. Help has arrived. He takes apart the sink (see above). His hands get dirty so he turns on the water to wash the parts and his hands. Remember the sink is still apart. In my Canadian world, you would not turn on the tap knowing that the water is going to spill out all over. But this is Korea and this is what happens. He politely moves the mat I had on the floor so that it wouldn't get soaked. Good thing these bathrooms are made to withstand this kind of mess.&lt;br /&gt;No more bathroom problems (he fixed the cabinet too!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28099168-6535011929192643721?l=mandyba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/feeds/6535011929192643721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28099168&amp;postID=6535011929192643721&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/6535011929192643721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/6535011929192643721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/2010/03/sink-is-broken.html' title='The Sink is Broken'/><author><name>Mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03662943877295695310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VctnUy-odPI/S5scpDQXzMI/AAAAAAAAAOs/-FxCu7oX9jM/s72-c/DSC_0631.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28099168.post-7889502019089676769</id><published>2010-03-10T08:44:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T08:57:28.354+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Snow in Busan!!</title><content type='html'>YIKES! If you think Canada stops when there is new snow, you haven't seen anything! It has called for only a light cover of snow, but it is heavy, wet and icy. On my way to work, half way here in fact, I got the call that I don't have to be here until930 (instead of 830). Oh well, much to my surprise, ITS A SNOW DAY! NO KIDS!!!&lt;br /&gt;I'm so excited. I guess I will spend the day planning and trying to wrap my brain around this new job.&lt;br /&gt;I am placed in Buk-gu (Buk means north) part of Busan. I'm at a middle school teaching grade 7,8,9. It s co-ed school but the classes are divided by gender. Many of my classes have quite the range of skill level. I would have to say that my freshman have the best general fluency levels, and there isn't such a gap in the class; and they are cute and still afraid of the teacher;)&lt;br /&gt;I'm staying with Mark and comuting about 40minutes each way. I don't yet. It feels like it gives me time to prepare for my day.&lt;br /&gt;Well I hope this snow goes away before mom and dad come here!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28099168-7889502019089676769?l=mandyba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/feeds/7889502019089676769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28099168&amp;postID=7889502019089676769&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/7889502019089676769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/7889502019089676769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/2010/03/snow-in-busan.html' title='Snow in Busan!!'/><author><name>Mandy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SM3WGM3__-I/AAAAAAAAABE/8NCzkYa8ViY/S220/DSC_0452.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28099168.post-8776674878408180195</id><published>2010-02-19T18:05:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T18:32:04.314+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Back in the land of the 'Morning Calm'</title><content type='html'>I am so happy to back! It has been cold, but the kimchi is keeping me warm;)&lt;br /&gt;It seems that this land may have not have wanted me. I had a heck of a time trying to get here. Of course the usual delays with Canada Post forced me to reschedule my flight. Turns out that getting out of Saskatoon was something everyone was doing, so I couldn't leave until the 15th. Delta airlines was my official carrier which means that my route would be through the red, white and blue. Of course with this being the case, extra security must be taken. At the airport I was selected for extra screening; which included pilfering through my carry- on and sticking my hands in my front pockets to ensure I had no substances tucked in there. Then we got tucked into a hallway to wait to board a really small plane! To my delight getting through immigration in Minneapolis was FAST!! and painless!! With only 1hour and 15minutes between flights, I was worried, but I had time to eat and stop at the washroom... unbelievable.  This is where it all began to fall apart. I arrived at JFK- New York at 1040. My flight to Korea was not going to be until 12:50. I got off the plane and was wandering around the place looking for a Delta agent to ask, where the hell am I. I ask the Homeland Secruity guys where they could be, so they told me to wait at this desk. I waited and waited and waited. By 12 I was starting to sweat and I was told that maybe I had to get to terminal 3. So I went. I ran. I cried. It was cold and wet and snowy. I got to terminal 3. You are are not suppossed to be here. You are to be at terminal 1. Oh shit! An older gentlemen and I ran back to terminal 1. We were too late! The flight has gone. I cry and drop to the floor. I'm tired and probably going to puke. Thankfully my running partner was an excellent man and took pity on me. We walk back to terminal 3. We look for alternatives. Option 1, you will be on the next flight in 24hours time. NOT GOOD ENOUGH!  Is there anything else? Yes a flight 12 hours later... done!! and to my surprise NO CHARGE!  So what do I do now... I have to find a hotel room. That sweet gentleman helps me arrange it. There is a free shuttle.. excellent. So I wait almost  2 hours to get this shuttle. I'm freezing and can't see straight. Then a bunch of people show up waiting for the same place.. they have a cell phone.. they call and call again. We arrive at the hotel. My room is fine. I'm really cold. I call Mark. I am sick to death. I try to sleep. Not a great result. I am sick, shivering and sick.  Wake up call. OK get your shit together, you can't miss this one.&lt;br /&gt;Korean Air= amazing. I check in. They asked why I missed the flight, they are sympathetic. My luggage is still in NYC. I ask for an aisle seat, they upgrade me! SWEET! They also give me access to the lounge- sweet, breakfast and comfy chairs. They ensure that my luggage has been found! AMAZING! Board the plane, and turns out I have three seats to myself.. could life get any better.. not really! I sleep, eat and repeat.&lt;br /&gt;Finally I arrive at Incheon. I feel relieved and happy. I am shipped out on a 4 hour bus ride to Jeonji University where orientation is. I packed too much, but so did everyone else. I am here. I am eating kimchi. I am on the same Continent as Mark. I am truly happy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28099168-8776674878408180195?l=mandyba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/feeds/8776674878408180195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28099168&amp;postID=8776674878408180195&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/8776674878408180195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/8776674878408180195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/2010/02/back-in-land-of-morning-calm.html' title='Back in the land of the &apos;Morning Calm&apos;'/><author><name>Mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03662943877295695310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28099168.post-8877281463702488995</id><published>2009-12-28T13:36:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T13:43:57.464+09:00</updated><title type='text'>On the road again...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VctnUy-odPI/Szg183qJAgI/AAAAAAAAAME/qGRjWJ-XLAU/s1600-h/Baggage_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 281px; height: 390px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VctnUy-odPI/Szg183qJAgI/AAAAAAAAAME/qGRjWJ-XLAU/s400/Baggage_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420141471389516290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As most of you know I will be in the air in about a week. I'm sure most of you have also heard about the Northwest Airlines flight to Detroit that had a failed attempt of a bombing. I have been reading these stories, and all the extra measures they are putting in place. I am worried. Much to my dislike, I have to fly through the USA, on an NWA flight, to get home.  I really dislike this route even when everything is nice in the world. I only have an hour and fifteen to get off the plane from Tokyo, pick up bags, and go through customs and security and whatever else they may ask... I hope the cards are in my favor:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28099168-8877281463702488995?l=mandyba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/feeds/8877281463702488995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28099168&amp;postID=8877281463702488995&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/8877281463702488995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/8877281463702488995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/2009/12/on-road-again.html' title='On the road again...'/><author><name>Mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03662943877295695310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VctnUy-odPI/Szg183qJAgI/AAAAAAAAAME/qGRjWJ-XLAU/s72-c/Baggage_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28099168.post-2819372917681144566</id><published>2009-12-12T00:10:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T00:16:40.819+09:00</updated><title type='text'>FREEBIRD</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VctnUy-odPI/SyJhJmjUosI/AAAAAAAAALk/2agQ5eWhjrc/s1600-h/DSC_0168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VctnUy-odPI/SyJhJmjUosI/AAAAAAAAALk/2agQ5eWhjrc/s400/DSC_0168.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413996519648174786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                         &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Jinny, Scarlett, Rachel, Ruby and Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so FINISHED!! I am thrilled to finally have a vacation. It will be nice to really have no plans. I am looking forward to Christmas. I hope that I can make some of my favorite things, and have a really nice time with Mark and friends.&lt;br /&gt;My coworkers are the best! I don't think I could have made it without them. They are so kind and funny and sweet. I am glad I have friends like these for my time in Korea. See you later girls. I'll miss you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28099168-2819372917681144566?l=mandyba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/feeds/2819372917681144566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28099168&amp;postID=2819372917681144566&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/2819372917681144566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/2819372917681144566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/2009/12/freebird.html' title='FREEBIRD'/><author><name>Mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03662943877295695310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VctnUy-odPI/SyJhJmjUosI/AAAAAAAAALk/2agQ5eWhjrc/s72-c/DSC_0168.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28099168.post-8298132406839475518</id><published>2009-12-09T23:46:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T23:46:17.978+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Experimenting with Picasa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VctnUy-odPI/Sx-4ODbL3fI/AAAAAAAAALc/p1REARn0ROY/s1600-h/picasabackground.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VctnUy-odPI/Sx-4ODbL3fI/AAAAAAAAALc/p1REARn0ROY/s400/picasabackground.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28099168-8298132406839475518?l=mandyba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/feeds/8298132406839475518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28099168&amp;postID=8298132406839475518&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/8298132406839475518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/8298132406839475518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/2009/12/experimenting-with-picasa_09.html' title='Experimenting with Picasa'/><author><name>Mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03662943877295695310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VctnUy-odPI/Sx-4ODbL3fI/AAAAAAAAALc/p1REARn0ROY/s72-c/picasabackground.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28099168.post-3040033676261389035</id><published>2009-12-01T18:53:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T19:01:21.879+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Full Circle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VctnUy-odPI/SxTn2uvzuYI/AAAAAAAAAJs/QJWsnbhgZig/s1600/zen1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 308px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VctnUy-odPI/SxTn2uvzuYI/AAAAAAAAAJs/QJWsnbhgZig/s320/zen1.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410203979826313602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ONLY 10 WORKING DAYS LEFT!!! ASHA (thats korean for I have, and very excited).  I am so over this contract. This year has had its ups and downs, but for the most part it was positive. I love most of my kids, and my fellow teachers are brilliant. I am really going to miss those girls. Thankfully I will still be able to see them after the curtain falls.&lt;br /&gt;I really like Korea. It has a beautiful landscape and most of the people are friendly and kind. I don't particularly like the foreigner culture because it is often saturated with alcohol, which when consumed in these vast quantities the outcome is never good.  I am so lucky to have Mark, otherwise I may have caved a long time ago. I see other people struggle with loneliness, and it doesn't look like much fun.&lt;br /&gt;I'm a little nervous but mostly excited to come home. It is going to be great. &lt;br /&gt;See you in 33...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28099168-3040033676261389035?l=mandyba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/feeds/3040033676261389035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28099168&amp;postID=3040033676261389035&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/3040033676261389035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/3040033676261389035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/2009/12/full-circle.html' title='Full Circle'/><author><name>Mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03662943877295695310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VctnUy-odPI/SxTn2uvzuYI/AAAAAAAAAJs/QJWsnbhgZig/s72-c/zen1.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28099168.post-9143575715395593954</id><published>2009-11-16T14:29:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T14:41:57.859+09:00</updated><title type='text'>My New Nephew</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VctnUy-odPI/SwDl0TtuQKI/AAAAAAAAAI0/waLGsBNY_6E/s1600/IMG00009-20091114-2206.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VctnUy-odPI/SwDl0TtuQKI/AAAAAAAAAI0/waLGsBNY_6E/s320/IMG00009-20091114-2206.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404572239652602018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His name is Ethan, and he is pretty cute!&lt;br /&gt;I must say that I was anxious and nervous for his arrival. By the sounds of it Auntie Mandy was losing it more than momma was. I am not sure why I was so worried. But it was so intense like grounds for mental incarceration break down! Poor Mark had to deal with an overly hormonal me, and we aren't even the ones having the baby.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I can't wait to get home and meet him!&lt;br /&gt;My dear friend Glenis also had a baby this week, Tyson. I can't wait to get home to all the screaming babies!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28099168-9143575715395593954?l=mandyba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/feeds/9143575715395593954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28099168&amp;postID=9143575715395593954&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/9143575715395593954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/9143575715395593954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-new-nephew.html' title='My New Nephew'/><author><name>Mandy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03662943877295695310</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VctnUy-odPI/SwDl0TtuQKI/AAAAAAAAAI0/waLGsBNY_6E/s72-c/IMG00009-20091114-2206.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28099168.post-7363085805139031162</id><published>2009-11-09T14:33:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T14:35:26.903+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Is your screaming child pissing you off?</title><content type='html'>... then just park the stroller and the baby outside on the street, and leave. He will stop crying eventually right? I just saw this happen. Ok, now he comes back in to Starbucks even more upset because his mother left him alone screaming and crying on the street!  wtf&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28099168-7363085805139031162?l=mandyba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/feeds/7363085805139031162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28099168&amp;postID=7363085805139031162&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/7363085805139031162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/7363085805139031162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/2009/11/is-your-screaming-child-pissing-you-off.html' title='Is your screaming child pissing you off?'/><author><name>Mandy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SM3WGM3__-I/AAAAAAAAABE/8NCzkYa8ViY/S220/DSC_0452.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28099168.post-6675456316197613584</id><published>2009-11-08T12:37:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T12:46:34.455+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Korean Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SvY_CTQwlDI/AAAAAAAABUs/LCVeG5-e2K8/s1600-h/DSC_0017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SvY_CTQwlDI/AAAAAAAABUs/LCVeG5-e2K8/s400/DSC_0017.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401574111840343090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halloween is not celebrated in Korea. I thought sweet! I hate Halloween. The day before I get the news that the foreigner has to dress up. I ask is anyone else? No, just you! Oh great! I was angry. So I decided to be Hello Kitty. I was angry Kitty for awhile, but then I just got over it.  It was fun, but one sure has to develop a thick skin, as all the students laughed and pointed and screamed in horror, as they passed by with there dagger like fingers in my face. It was awful. &lt;br /&gt;Like all children on sugar, my classes consisted of a lot of screaming for no apparent reason. Is that why I don't like Halloween?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28099168-6675456316197613584?l=mandyba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/feeds/6675456316197613584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28099168&amp;postID=6675456316197613584&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/6675456316197613584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/6675456316197613584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/2009/11/korean-halloween.html' title='Korean Halloween'/><author><name>Mandy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SM3WGM3__-I/AAAAAAAAABE/8NCzkYa8ViY/S220/DSC_0452.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SvY_CTQwlDI/AAAAAAAABUs/LCVeG5-e2K8/s72-c/DSC_0017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28099168.post-2554941136946655805</id><published>2009-09-28T22:10:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T22:21:41.277+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Holy Heck its almost October!</title><content type='html'>Where has all this time gone? I remember being overwhelmed and wanting to come home, seems like yesterday; or maybe that was yesterday! No I had yesterday off. Korea is always so much more enjoyable when I am not at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I applied for a public school job. I hope it works out. It maybe less pay, but more vacation! I hope to have an interview in the next month. I hope it is a sweet school so that I can stay for a couple of years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thanksgiving holiday is this week!! YIPPEE.  It is called Chuseok. It is the biggest National holiday. It is similar to Christmas in North America. Many people go to there grandparents houses where they eat and drink into oblivion. I am so excited to have 5 days off, I don't know what to think. I think we are going to hang around Busan and see all the sights we have yet to see. I am pumped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I am also entering week 6 of my Body-for-Life program. It is intense weight and cardio training. I have shed about 1-2 kgs, but my body shape has definitely changed! I am so pumped. It is a 12 week program, and for my prize for working through it, is buying the little black dress (or any dress really)! I am so excited. Finally doing something that is completely for me, and it is going to improve my life exponentially!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28099168-2554941136946655805?l=mandyba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/feeds/2554941136946655805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28099168&amp;postID=2554941136946655805&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/2554941136946655805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/2554941136946655805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/2009/09/holy-heck-its-almost-october.html' title='Holy Heck its almost October!'/><author><name>Mandy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SM3WGM3__-I/AAAAAAAAABE/8NCzkYa8ViY/S220/DSC_0452.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28099168.post-5210530424061492550</id><published>2009-09-01T14:23:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T14:27:23.398+09:00</updated><title type='text'>28 and lovin' it</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SpywboSDnyI/AAAAAAAABTk/DYtlIxNrbxA/s1600-h/DSC_0259.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SpywboSDnyI/AAAAAAAABTk/DYtlIxNrbxA/s320/DSC_0259.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376366043889639202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was my first birthday in Korea. It was a little difficult. My two good Canadian friends in Busan happened to be away, so instead Mark and I went for Chicken and Beer with my Korean coworkers. It was fun. But 2 out of  4 don’t really drink much, and the other 2 out of 4 don’t really speak much English, so it was difficult to relax and both parties were struggling to express themselves, and have the others understand. &lt;br /&gt;On Saturday we went to Wazwan for some delicious Indian food. It was awesome!&lt;br /&gt;At school on Friday both groups of teachers bought me a cake and sang happy birthday. Then a number of my students and classes wished me happy birthday as well. They were cute. We had fun together.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28099168-5210530424061492550?l=mandyba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/feeds/5210530424061492550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28099168&amp;postID=5210530424061492550&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/5210530424061492550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/5210530424061492550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/2009/09/it-was-my-first-birthday-in-korea.html' title='28 and lovin&apos; it'/><author><name>Mandy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SM3WGM3__-I/AAAAAAAAABE/8NCzkYa8ViY/S220/DSC_0452.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SpywboSDnyI/AAAAAAAABTk/DYtlIxNrbxA/s72-c/DSC_0259.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28099168.post-6341657693139273096</id><published>2009-09-01T14:19:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T14:22:46.725+09:00</updated><title type='text'>....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/Spyvi9AyHmI/AAAAAAAABTc/GW2r3bcAT-A/s1600-h/DSC_0249.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/Spyvi9AyHmI/AAAAAAAABTc/GW2r3bcAT-A/s320/DSC_0249.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376365070201790050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH yeah, Mark brought me home a ring.... don’t worry folks we won’t be getting married until we get back to Canada. It will be another 2 or 3 years. That’s all the details we have.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28099168-6341657693139273096?l=mandyba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/feeds/6341657693139273096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28099168&amp;postID=6341657693139273096&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/6341657693139273096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/6341657693139273096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-post.html' title='....'/><author><name>Mandy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SM3WGM3__-I/AAAAAAAAABE/8NCzkYa8ViY/S220/DSC_0452.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/Spyvi9AyHmI/AAAAAAAABTc/GW2r3bcAT-A/s72-c/DSC_0249.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28099168.post-4610638753768135400</id><published>2009-09-01T14:14:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T14:19:31.138+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Our First Dinner with some Rich Korean Guy</title><content type='html'>My co-worker friend Vannet invited us to join her and her family friend for dinner on Sunday night. Our initial plan was to go scuba fishing, but it was canceled do to rain. Her friend, Jae Hyun, wanted to meet foreigners and make some friends. At first sight me did not know he was excessively rich. We enjoyed some nice Nolboo Jigae and then went for coffee. He gets his car and it happens to be a sweet black Audi Sedan of some kind. I felt really funny in that car. That car is probably more than all the money I have had access to in my life. He is either an architect or a construction manager of his own company, and he his only 35. He is single which also seems strange as rich men don’t tend to last very long in Korea, so I have heard.  It was a little difficult to communicate as Vannets English is limited and Jae Hyun is more limited; and as for Mark and I our Korean is nil.  All in all it was fun and we are going to go to Taejondae together in a couple of weeks. He is very activate, which mean he will be able to show us some great stuff around Korea.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28099168-4610638753768135400?l=mandyba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/feeds/4610638753768135400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28099168&amp;postID=4610638753768135400&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/4610638753768135400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/4610638753768135400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/2009/09/our-first-dinner-with-some-rich-korean.html' title='Our First Dinner with some Rich Korean Guy'/><author><name>Mandy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SM3WGM3__-I/AAAAAAAAABE/8NCzkYa8ViY/S220/DSC_0452.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28099168.post-226080630468267648</id><published>2009-09-01T14:06:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T14:14:15.423+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Randomness</title><content type='html'>&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; 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It can all be summed up in one word ‘strangee’.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;A couple of weeks ago I was waiting in the subway station to meet Clare for dinner. While I was waiting I noticed a crowd of maybe Southeast Asian men milling around. One in particular walked past me a couple of times. On his next trip by, he stopped to ask me a question. I am not sure what language he was speaking, so then he tried Korean, which I replied no again. I said I was from Canada, and he made a funny sound that indicated I was a hopeless case. Before he departed back to his friends, he gave me an ice cream cone! I tried to decline, only because I was going to eat supper in 10 minutes, but he insisted. Needless to say Clare and I enjoyed a laugh and an ice cream cone before dinner. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: right;" align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Another night after a delicious meal at Wazwan (greatest Indian food restaurant in Busan), we were on the subway politely minding our business waiting for our stops to arrive, when suddenly this old Korean man is saying “coffee, coffee” and give us each a dollar. I was surprised and a little freaked out. At first we tried to insist that he take his money back, but he would have none of that. So we sat there uncomfortably, not touching the money and not really knowing what to do, and the train full of people looking at us to see what we would do.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was my stop so Michaela and I decided that we would just leave the money on the seat. Unfortunately for me, I was getting off at the same stop as this guy, so I ran to another exit and successfully lost him. I was never really afraid he was going to hurt me, he was just really creepy.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;I find out later that there are such things as ‘coffee girls’. These women are essentially escorts. Prostitution is illegal, but in Korea a person can get anything delivered at anytime. The lady delivers the coffee, and you can imagine the rest.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I am not sure what that old guys intentions were; maybe he just wanted to talk to some foreigners.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28099168-226080630468267648?l=mandyba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/feeds/226080630468267648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28099168&amp;postID=226080630468267648&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/226080630468267648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/226080630468267648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/2009/09/randomness.html' title='Randomness'/><author><name>Mandy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SM3WGM3__-I/AAAAAAAAABE/8NCzkYa8ViY/S220/DSC_0452.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28099168.post-7180039657094013698</id><published>2009-08-07T21:01:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T21:10:35.333+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello... Anyong.... Gudentock???</title><content type='html'>I have a German kid in one of my intensive classes!!! Seriously...   My co teachers didn't tell me anything, except "This Simon kid is kind of ...troubled.."  No mention that he only speaks German, not Korean or English! I met his mother outside of class and she apologized for his behavior. I asked her what his English name is and she responded with "he doesn't have an English name, that's why he's here, to learn English."  I later find out his name is Simon, that sounds like English to me. He is a good kid, but he is easily bored and distracted. I kinda like having another European person in the room. Now I am not the only one they stare at!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28099168-7180039657094013698?l=mandyba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/feeds/7180039657094013698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28099168&amp;postID=7180039657094013698&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/7180039657094013698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/7180039657094013698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/2009/08/hello-anyong-gudentock.html' title='Hello... Anyong.... Gudentock???'/><author><name>Mandy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SM3WGM3__-I/AAAAAAAAABE/8NCzkYa8ViY/S220/DSC_0452.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28099168.post-2273126143763285841</id><published>2009-08-04T21:45:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T21:51:13.168+09:00</updated><title type='text'>EE-DAY-HO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/Sngtx3IJXfI/AAAAAAAABTU/i6Lv838SeJM/s1600-h/DSC_0191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/Sngtx3IJXfI/AAAAAAAABTU/i6Lv838SeJM/s320/DSC_0191.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366089290646904306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Went to a Lotte Giants game on Thursday. We played the Kia Tigers and kicked some ass!! We left after 7 innings (14-2). They had this paper cutout of EE DAY HO. He is one of their star players. They have a great chant every time that he comes up to the plate. It is really fun to be at the games. They have chants and songs for anything and everything possible. Unfortunately we were sitting in the opponents section so we didn't get the full feel of the locals, but nevertheless, it was still awesome.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28099168-2273126143763285841?l=mandyba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/feeds/2273126143763285841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28099168&amp;postID=2273126143763285841&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/2273126143763285841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/2273126143763285841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/2009/08/ee-day-ho.html' title='EE-DAY-HO'/><author><name>Mandy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SM3WGM3__-I/AAAAAAAAABE/8NCzkYa8ViY/S220/DSC_0452.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/Sngtx3IJXfI/AAAAAAAABTU/i6Lv838SeJM/s72-c/DSC_0191.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28099168.post-1794048191698623043</id><published>2009-08-04T21:25:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T21:45:28.571+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Camping Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/Sngpjfy6xOI/AAAAAAAABTM/ABIm1OyOsR0/s1600-h/DSC_0222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/Sngpjfy6xOI/AAAAAAAABTM/ABIm1OyOsR0/s320/DSC_0222.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366084645819172066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We camped out near a temple. There is a beautiful creek and there were many people frolicking in the river. We had to cross the river to set up our tent, IT WAS COLD. We were woken up on Thursday morning by the mad screams of an old lady (ajumma) giving hell to some young campers who had set their tent up in front of hers. I didn't think people would get upset about that, being Korea and all! When we came out of the tent, we found that some one had parked in front of our tent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SngpjAUuWFI/AAAAAAAABTE/XoIVlK5t0UQ/s1600-h/DSC_0227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SngpjAUuWFI/AAAAAAAABTE/XoIVlK5t0UQ/s320/DSC_0227.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366084637371029586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;People playing and picnicking on the river.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/Sngph4dk0CI/AAAAAAAABS0/S4a0zfnZ9w8/s1600-h/DSC_0210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/Sngph4dk0CI/AAAAAAAABS0/S4a0zfnZ9w8/s320/DSC_0210.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366084618080800802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suknam-sa is the name of this temple. It happens to be the only temple in Korea where there are only female monks. It is also one of the only temples where a temple stay is not allowed. It is so beautiful. Set right in between the mountains and a river. This temple also houses one of the oldest pagodas in Korea. You can see the pagoda in the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/Sngpis2kOmI/AAAAAAAABS8/OJF2elTE6gk/s1600-h/DSC_0212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/Sngpis2kOmI/AAAAAAAABS8/OJF2elTE6gk/s320/DSC_0212.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366084632144263778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Corn on the cob is a common snack in Korea. A monk gave us as a treat. It tasted kinda gross, sort like more rice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SngphiXePeI/AAAAAAAABSs/EQ2WRXVr4vU/s1600-h/DSC_0197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SngphiXePeI/AAAAAAAABSs/EQ2WRXVr4vU/s320/DSC_0197.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5366084612149624290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The river that winds through the temple grounds.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28099168-1794048191698623043?l=mandyba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/feeds/1794048191698623043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28099168&amp;postID=1794048191698623043&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/1794048191698623043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/1794048191698623043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/2009/08/camping-trip.html' title='Camping Trip'/><author><name>Mandy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SM3WGM3__-I/AAAAAAAAABE/8NCzkYa8ViY/S220/DSC_0452.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/Sngpjfy6xOI/AAAAAAAABTM/ABIm1OyOsR0/s72-c/DSC_0222.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28099168.post-4797079081395441110</id><published>2009-07-21T14:34:00.005+09:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T19:00:38.624+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Another excellent Monday</title><content type='html'>Michaela and I had a great day of coffee, shopping, hiking, dinner and a movie. It was so awesome to get back on Jangsan. I had been hiking that mountain 3 times a week before this dreadful rain. Much to my surprise the trails were washed out and it looked like it just finished raining. Apparently Busan has not seen this much rain in the past 20 years, so that explains everything. Here are a few picks from the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SmWQsvXU09I/AAAAAAAAA8g/F9SGNfaRKjQ/s1600-h/DSC_0181.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SmWQsvXU09I/AAAAAAAAA8g/F9SGNfaRKjQ/s320/DSC_0181.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360850029757387730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is part of the path that was washed out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SmWQsEXoB-I/AAAAAAAAA8Y/vYOhpA3A6RA/s1600-h/DSC_0178.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SmWQsEXoB-I/AAAAAAAAA8Y/vYOhpA3A6RA/s320/DSC_0178.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360850018215921634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A nice place to take a rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SmWQrhQ4P0I/AAAAAAAAA8Q/Ugk9K6iiddg/s1600-h/DSC_0169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SmWQrhQ4P0I/AAAAAAAAA8Q/Ugk9K6iiddg/s320/DSC_0169.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360850008792383298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28099168-4797079081395441110?l=mandyba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/feeds/4797079081395441110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28099168&amp;postID=4797079081395441110&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/4797079081395441110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/4797079081395441110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/2009/07/another-excellent-monday.html' title='Another excellent Monday'/><author><name>Mandy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SM3WGM3__-I/AAAAAAAAABE/8NCzkYa8ViY/S220/DSC_0452.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SmWQsvXU09I/AAAAAAAAA8g/F9SGNfaRKjQ/s72-c/DSC_0181.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28099168.post-2993259898350970225</id><published>2009-07-21T14:12:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T14:31:22.973+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Highlights from Mudfest</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.mudfestival.or.kr/lang/en/index.jsp"&gt;Boryeong Mudfest&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SmVO_UhpRJI/AAAAAAAAA7o/pByaumbY7MU/s1600-h/P7100254.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SmVO_UhpRJI/AAAAAAAAA7o/pByaumbY7MU/s320/P7100254.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360777781202994322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the beginning of one dirty day. We had a hard time finding the mud, so we were in the mud prison where they threw buckets of mud at the prisoners.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SmVRaiJtbhI/AAAAAAAAA8A/QO7KDPWOB4Q/s1600-h/P7100258.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SmVRaiJtbhI/AAAAAAAAA8A/QO7KDPWOB4Q/s320/P7100258.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360780447740423698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had just found the colored mud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently the mud has qualities in it that are good for your skin. But with about 2000 people rolling around in it I think I am lucky i didn't get crabs! This year is has been extremely rainy so some school children, and some Mudfesters actually developed a skin rash. It was uncomfortable but the medi-tent had pills and cremes on hand.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28099168-2993259898350970225?l=mandyba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/feeds/2993259898350970225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28099168&amp;postID=2993259898350970225&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/2993259898350970225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/2993259898350970225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/2009/07/highlights-from-mudfest.html' title='Highlights from Mudfest'/><author><name>Mandy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SM3WGM3__-I/AAAAAAAAABE/8NCzkYa8ViY/S220/DSC_0452.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SmVO_UhpRJI/AAAAAAAAA7o/pByaumbY7MU/s72-c/P7100254.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28099168.post-5887736436263562465</id><published>2009-07-14T00:00:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T00:21:36.756+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Most Awesome Monday</title><content type='html'>Today was just a really super day! It was so much fun! I had the best haircut and color today. My blond hair had turned green on me, so I wanted to take care of that. We decided to go brown-red. I also got my bob style back. I just may never have long hair, unless of course it is fake.  I was a bit overwhelmed because most of the time there were two people on my head at all times; blow drying and applying dye. They had these little ear caps (like a shower cap) they were handy. They put a dryer on my hair for a while, and it played lullabies. At first I didn't believe my plastic covered ears, but then I recognized 'London Bridges' and 'Twinkle Twinkle'. It was odd as I wouldn't want to fall asleep under that heat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the wonderful 2.5 hour hair experience, Clare and I went to Costco. It just opened last weekend. I can't believe that I am a card carrying member. I hate shopping there at home, and I think the same goes for the Korean Costco. But we found PICKLES, CHEESE AND CINNAMON BUNS. My oh my I never thought I would get that excited over a pickle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way home we caught a cab. The driver could speak some English, so he started to show us pictures of his grandchildren and children. We started making comments 'like the baby is so cute' and then when a picture of his youngest son came around 'Oh, he is cute'. We all started laughing. By the time we got home, he was telling me that his son and I should have a "booking". His son is a trainer, so that is what I think he meant by booking, but he could have meant date for all I know. It was hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Such a wicked day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28099168-5887736436263562465?l=mandyba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/feeds/5887736436263562465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28099168&amp;postID=5887736436263562465&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/5887736436263562465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/5887736436263562465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/2009/07/most-awesome-monday.html' title='Most Awesome Monday'/><author><name>Mandy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SM3WGM3__-I/AAAAAAAAABE/8NCzkYa8ViY/S220/DSC_0452.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28099168.post-4393117223148676291</id><published>2009-07-07T15:55:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T16:05:37.932+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Mandy's Book Club</title><content type='html'>I finished "Mouthing the Words" by Camilla Gibb. She is so amazing. I love her style. Her descriptions are so vivid, it sometimes is a little creepy. I thought is was an easy read, but the more I reflect on it the more I get out of what she was trying to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also have finished Still Life with Rice by Helie Lee. It is a story about a Korean American woman who writes about the life of her Korean grandmother. It is a great historical piece as it follows the grandma from before she got married, her fleeing to China as the Japanese invaded, their return to Pyongyang, North Korea, and then ultimately their long and ardous journey across the 38th parallel in South Korea. It is such a compelling story. It gave me some insight into Korean culture and why some times they seem so hard, and why some have a genuine dislike for waegooks (foreigners). It was a really great book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have now started "&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Native_Son"&gt;Native Son&lt;/a&gt;" by Richard Wright. So far so good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28099168-4393117223148676291?l=mandyba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/feeds/4393117223148676291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28099168&amp;postID=4393117223148676291&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/4393117223148676291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/4393117223148676291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/2009/07/mandys-book-club.html' title='Mandy&apos;s Book Club'/><author><name>Mandy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SM3WGM3__-I/AAAAAAAAABE/8NCzkYa8ViY/S220/DSC_0452.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28099168.post-2312102831427293275</id><published>2009-07-07T15:41:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T15:55:15.192+09:00</updated><title type='text'>DokkBokki</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SlLxH32bzWI/AAAAAAAAA5c/9yik1Ppv2No/s1600-h/Dokkboki.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 258px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SlLxH32bzWI/AAAAAAAAA5c/9yik1Ppv2No/s320/Dokkboki.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355608024450583906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is some of my favorite food in Korea. It is rice cakes, hard boiled eggs, fish cakes and noodles in a spicy red sauce. Most Koreans feel it is a snack. It is so delicious but the nutritional value is probably pretty bad, since it is all sticky rice and noodles. I add onions and cabbage to mine, as I need to have some vegetables in the mix. YUMMY YUMMY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/Sheryl/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/Sheryl/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28099168-2312102831427293275?l=mandyba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/feeds/2312102831427293275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28099168&amp;postID=2312102831427293275&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/2312102831427293275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/2312102831427293275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/2009/07/dokkbokki.html' title='DokkBokki'/><author><name>Mandy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SM3WGM3__-I/AAAAAAAAABE/8NCzkYa8ViY/S220/DSC_0452.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SlLxH32bzWI/AAAAAAAAA5c/9yik1Ppv2No/s72-c/Dokkboki.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28099168.post-5853630305248720283</id><published>2009-06-22T08:49:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T08:57:05.373+09:00</updated><title type='text'>HUMID</title><content type='html'>Oh my gosh, it is getting very uncomfortable here. For the past three days it has been so foggy. Today it is finally raining, and I mean down pour. Apparently the humidity is about 90%! I use &lt;a href="http://web.kma.go.kr/eng/index.jsp"&gt;KMA&lt;/a&gt; to check the weather. Looks like no matter where you live, the weather people can never get it right;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.  Of course kids say whatever is on their minds; "teacher why wet?" (pointing to my underarm), I gruff back, "because its hot!"    Kids, they are making me so self conscious!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28099168-5853630305248720283?l=mandyba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/feeds/5853630305248720283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28099168&amp;postID=5853630305248720283&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/5853630305248720283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/5853630305248720283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/2009/06/humid.html' title='HUMID'/><author><name>Mandy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SM3WGM3__-I/AAAAAAAAABE/8NCzkYa8ViY/S220/DSC_0452.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28099168.post-568613311036712613</id><published>2009-06-16T15:00:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T15:16:20.559+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Mandy's Book Club</title><content type='html'>I have been reading like crazy. Here is the latest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Middlesex&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; by &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Middlesex_%28novel%29" title="Jeffrey Eugenides"&gt;Jeffrey Eugenides&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book is really good. It shows the tumultuous life of an immigrant family, and how the decisions from generations past, affect the life of a young hermaphrodite in the present. It was so well written. I won't spoil it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;White Teeth&lt;/span&gt; by &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/White_Teeth"&gt;Zadie Smith &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well this was a painstakingly long read! I don't even know where to start or finish. I guess in reflection the story comes together, but it was a really slow start for me, it actually never picked up. But I just didn't want to quit as I had put in so much effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next on the book list:  Mouthing the Words by &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Camilla_Gibb"&gt;Camilla Gibb&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is one my favorites. This Wiki link doesn't say much about her. She has a PhD from Oxford in Social Anthropology- I wish!! Her other books are great. I love her writing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please send your book suggestions my way, I am always looking for a good read.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28099168-568613311036712613?l=mandyba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/feeds/568613311036712613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28099168&amp;postID=568613311036712613&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/568613311036712613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/568613311036712613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/2009/06/mandys-book-club.html' title='Mandy&apos;s Book Club'/><author><name>Mandy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SM3WGM3__-I/AAAAAAAAABE/8NCzkYa8ViY/S220/DSC_0452.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28099168.post-3658713495731149462</id><published>2009-06-16T14:43:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T15:00:14.135+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Half Way Anniversary!!</title><content type='html'>It has already been 6 months. This week has been better. Apparently everyone gets a case of the blues at this period in their contracts; some say it can last 2 months. I bloody well hope not!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend and I have started project "perky butt"- yes just a fancy name for climbing &lt;a href="http://maps.google.com/maps?f=q&amp;amp;source=s_q&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;geocode=&amp;amp;q=Jangsan+Mountain,+Busan+South+Korea&amp;amp;sll=37.509726,-95.712891&amp;amp;sspn=35.906896,79.101563&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;ll=35.196887,129.141455&amp;amp;spn=0.036402,0.077248&amp;amp;z=14"&gt;Jangsan Mountain&lt;/a&gt; three days a week. We have done this 3 times and have yet to find the peak! Today we came to something that resembled the makings of a trail to the top, but alas, we just can't find it! The first day we hiked to the Helipad, but that wasn't the top either. Sheesh. The map at the bottom is obviously misleading. Whatever we have accepted our plight, and think that it is actually a good thing, that way we won't become bored with such ventures into the woods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mark is going back to Canada for the last time tomorrow. His defense is set for June 23. I am so happy for him. The school thing is going to be over. I wonder what it will be like? We have never been in this relationship without one of us being in school. I have a feeling will be just fine; and travelling a lot!!  I think that he will be back in early July.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well thats all for now folks, love you&lt;br /&gt;Big Hugs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28099168-3658713495731149462?l=mandyba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/feeds/3658713495731149462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28099168&amp;postID=3658713495731149462&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/3658713495731149462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/3658713495731149462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/2009/06/happy-half-way-anniversary.html' title='Happy Half Way Anniversary!!'/><author><name>Mandy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SM3WGM3__-I/AAAAAAAAABE/8NCzkYa8ViY/S220/DSC_0452.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28099168.post-3762164279766630841</id><published>2009-06-02T15:08:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T17:09:06.698+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Korean Funeral</title><content type='html'>Funerals everywhere are sad and somber. When a young person dies it is tragic and heartbreaking. My Korean co-workers brother died of a heart attack while on a business trip in Vietnam. This was especially difficult as they had to go to another country to get the body released.&lt;br /&gt;The hospitals work with the families as the services are in the basement. There is no body just a picture with flowers. Which I was extremely glad. I hate the sight or presence of a dead body.  The tradition is that a person bows 2 1/2 times to the dead and 1 time the family. It was a very nice ritual. A sense of mutual respect and sadness. Most Korean people do not touch each other, so hugs are not often given.&lt;br /&gt;The family has another room across the hall where the eating and drinking takes place. The family stays at this place for nearly three days. So during this time, people can come and go as they please. Which I also felt was nice, as then there is not just one awfully sad and for me dreadful day. I was told that usually these wakes are usually more lively and up beat as they truly celebrate ones life. My co workers and I went after work on the first night of the wake, so that's why we went a t 1130pm. Most of the people from the school were there. I was a little embarrassed as I was a crying mess. No body else was shedding tears, but leave it to me, I can cry for a thousand people. I was not sure if I should go, as I did not want to offend the family, so I was a bit emotional at work when I asked if it would be alright. I think I have utterly confused the poor girls that I work with.&lt;br /&gt;The verdict on funerals-- they are crappy no matter what country they are in.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28099168-3762164279766630841?l=mandyba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/feeds/3762164279766630841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28099168&amp;postID=3762164279766630841&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/3762164279766630841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/3762164279766630841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/2009/06/korean-funeral.html' title='Korean Funeral'/><author><name>Mandy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SM3WGM3__-I/AAAAAAAAABE/8NCzkYa8ViY/S220/DSC_0452.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28099168.post-5000551057285740130</id><published>2009-06-02T14:35:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T15:03:11.228+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Almost 6 Months.... warning pity party ahead</title><content type='html'>Sorry about the shortage of blogs. Blah is how I have been feeling for the last 3 weeks or so. I have been sick for the third time this year. I never get sick. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been here for almost 6 months (13th). How is it going? Well it has its ups and downs, lately more severe than usual. Everything is always hard to do. So often I find that I would rather stay in my apartment than try to brave Korea. As I write this I feel so selfish. There has been a lot of death and sadness in some of our closest friends lives, so my concerns seem so lame.  Part of me really wants to come home, but then what am I going to do? &lt;br /&gt;Korea is not the place to be when you are trying not to concern yourself with where you fit, or what you should have accomplished by a certain age. A common opener is 'how old are you?', 'are you married?'. To the latter question I have resigned myself to just saying yes, as there is no Korean equivalent for common-law or shacked up.&lt;br /&gt;I came to Korea for money and now I am paying for it. Whenever a person is motivated by money, the bottom always falls out. The money is not what I thought I would be making. I had intentions of paying off my student loans within a year, but that is far from likely. I am not sure how long it is going to take. That will teach me. I am going to do some better research so that my motives for being here, move away from money.&lt;br /&gt;As for the job, I give teachers all the respect in the world. I am NOT a teacher, nor have I ever or will ever claim to be. I can not connect with these little kids. For one they have no idea what I am saying nor do they care.  My older kids on Saturday I really enjoy as we often talk about things that I can't exactly ask my peers. Kids are so honest and they don't factor in what the country would want them to say. The last President recently committed suicide, so we talked about that. They were also able to tell me a little about their political views. I wish I could have those kind of classes all the time. I love being around people, just not little people. &lt;br /&gt;I was thinking that I should become fluent in Korean and pursue a job in tourism or some corporate job.  But once again I am the lazy foreigner (in comparison to a Korean) and have not taken any steps to get my shit together.&lt;br /&gt;I am sorry for bringing you all down, I promise not to write the shitty stuff anymore, except for my funeral experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you are well&lt;br /&gt;Peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28099168-5000551057285740130?l=mandyba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/feeds/5000551057285740130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28099168&amp;postID=5000551057285740130&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/5000551057285740130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/5000551057285740130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/2009/06/almost-6-months-warning-pity-party.html' title='Almost 6 Months.... warning pity party ahead'/><author><name>Mandy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SM3WGM3__-I/AAAAAAAAABE/8NCzkYa8ViY/S220/DSC_0452.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28099168.post-2441456675957938595</id><published>2009-05-28T23:29:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T23:34:56.527+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Part Deux</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/Sh6gU_TuPGI/AAAAAAAAA5E/73CPwb3f0q4/s1600-h/DSC_0131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/Sh6gU_TuPGI/AAAAAAAAA5E/73CPwb3f0q4/s320/DSC_0131.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340882490559970402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/Sh6gUrt-jLI/AAAAAAAAA48/dXwS3_QRwV4/s1600-h/DSC_0129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/Sh6gUrt-jLI/AAAAAAAAA48/dXwS3_QRwV4/s320/DSC_0129.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340882485301382322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/Sh6gUTHFJ0I/AAAAAAAAA40/1HruorVAzKM/s1600-h/DSC_0128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/Sh6gUTHFJ0I/AAAAAAAAA40/1HruorVAzKM/s320/DSC_0128.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340882478695786306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/Sh6gUI5UKJI/AAAAAAAAA4s/qKh58spp7E8/s1600-h/DSC_0127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/Sh6gUI5UKJI/AAAAAAAAA4s/qKh58spp7E8/s320/DSC_0127.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340882475953694866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The above is how you say...  Seuh-ta-buk-seuh-kuh-pee... in Korean.&lt;br /&gt;These photos were from the Insadong market. It was a really busy street and of course lots of foreigners.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28099168-2441456675957938595?l=mandyba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/feeds/2441456675957938595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28099168&amp;postID=2441456675957938595&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/2441456675957938595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/2441456675957938595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/2009/05/part-deux.html' title='Part Deux'/><author><name>Mandy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SM3WGM3__-I/AAAAAAAAABE/8NCzkYa8ViY/S220/DSC_0452.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/Sh6gU_TuPGI/AAAAAAAAA5E/73CPwb3f0q4/s72-c/DSC_0131.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28099168.post-6330536823092049167</id><published>2009-05-28T23:19:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T23:29:01.723+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Buddha's Birthday (May 2, 2009)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/Sh6fC7S4ALI/AAAAAAAAA4k/-IHErTNNHXs/s1600-h/DSC_0120.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/Sh6fC7S4ALI/AAAAAAAAA4k/-IHErTNNHXs/s320/DSC_0120.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340881080733401266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/Sh6fCt8OfoI/AAAAAAAAA4c/pl_lgBcLBq8/s1600-h/DSC_0109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/Sh6fCt8OfoI/AAAAAAAAA4c/pl_lgBcLBq8/s320/DSC_0109.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340881077148745346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/Sh6fCHnzVrI/AAAAAAAAA4U/wCcWdLYDCgo/s1600-h/DSC_0115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/Sh6fCHnzVrI/AAAAAAAAA4U/wCcWdLYDCgo/s320/DSC_0115.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340881066862532274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/Sh6fBxXaOeI/AAAAAAAAA4M/HEFmkBDTN9o/s1600-h/DSC_0090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/Sh6fBxXaOeI/AAAAAAAAA4M/HEFmkBDTN9o/s320/DSC_0090.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340881060888197602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/Sh6fBvCdi5I/AAAAAAAAA4E/ItjowrjpXJE/s1600-h/DSC_0088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/Sh6fBvCdi5I/AAAAAAAAA4E/ItjowrjpXJE/s320/DSC_0088.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340881060263463826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Finally here are some of the pictures from Seoul. I believe that each of these lanterns had some kind of note attached to them. I am not sure if they are even notes, I will try to find out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28099168-6330536823092049167?l=mandyba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/feeds/6330536823092049167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28099168&amp;postID=6330536823092049167&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/6330536823092049167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/6330536823092049167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/2009/05/buddhas-birthday-may-2-2009.html' title='Buddha&apos;s Birthday (May 2, 2009)'/><author><name>Mandy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SM3WGM3__-I/AAAAAAAAABE/8NCzkYa8ViY/S220/DSC_0452.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/Sh6fC7S4ALI/AAAAAAAAA4k/-IHErTNNHXs/s72-c/DSC_0120.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28099168.post-6397841567445441797</id><published>2009-05-08T00:13:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T00:37:36.569+09:00</updated><title type='text'>SEOUL</title><content type='html'>I have finally made it to Seoul. My first impressions left me a little dissappointed. I was expecting giant buildings, and to feel overwhelmed like in London. (I heard I was in the wrong part of the city!) But this was very different. We arrived in at 10 am so we did not see any of the city lights. We also came in on a day that was overcast.&lt;div&gt;Our goals of the trip were to basically shop and eat Western food, and that we did. That dang sub was good;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our first shopping area was in Myeoung-dong (sp?). It is a large university area. We found Forever 21 which is an American clothing store, and spent nearly 3 hours in there. It was 4 stories high, and we took over the change room twice! It was nice to be able to find some clothes, but not pants:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We then travelled to Itaewon. Which is THE foreign area of the city. The american army base is near there, so we were overwhelmed with foreigners or waegooks (in korean speak). I have to say that I do not miss being included/ evasesdropping on english conversation, especially american GI ones! I was expecting more from the area but left disappointed. But we did have a fantastic Thai meal at 'Buddhas Belly'- it was so good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That evening we hit up a temple. It was Buddha's Birthday (May 2) and the temples were an exciting place to be. There were thousands of lanterns hung everywhere. It was so pretty, and we went at night so the colors were awesome. It was so peaceful and calm.  I will post some pictures later.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The next day we went to Insa-Dong, which is a traditonal market. It was exactly what I was hoping for. It was so busy, but they had many things, and things that I have not been able to find in Busan. I found some really cool Korean masks, but couldn't decided which to get, so I will buy them next time we are there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To finish a hard days shopping we went for a pedicure. It was nice as our feet were black, smelly and sore. My girl worked so hard. At one point she had to take a minute and stretch her shoulders, she was filing so hard. I promptly apologized, and we all had a great laugh. I think I embaressed her, so I left her a tip. Unfortunately she really took to much off my heels because they kinda hurt when I walk. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We came back to Busan, and thankfully I had another two days off to recover. May 5 was Childrens day, so no work- yippee!! That was the longest vacation I will have in Korea, its so sad. It was so hard to go back to work yesterday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28099168-6397841567445441797?l=mandyba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/feeds/6397841567445441797/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28099168&amp;postID=6397841567445441797&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/6397841567445441797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/6397841567445441797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/2009/05/seoul.html' title='SEOUL'/><author><name>Mandy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SM3WGM3__-I/AAAAAAAAABE/8NCzkYa8ViY/S220/DSC_0452.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28099168.post-5099013766814053564</id><published>2009-05-08T00:09:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T00:13:22.212+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Where are you from?</title><content type='html'>....from Russia? &lt;div&gt;Thankfully it was a woman asking me this dreaded question. It happens that she it learning the language and was thinking she could practice. I was so relieved that she was female, because for foreign women this question is often a proposition, not an information kinda question. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need to get a t-shirt that says I am not Russian.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28099168-5099013766814053564?l=mandyba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/feeds/5099013766814053564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28099168&amp;postID=5099013766814053564&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/5099013766814053564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/5099013766814053564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/2009/05/where-are-you-from.html' title='Where are you from?'/><author><name>Mandy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SM3WGM3__-I/AAAAAAAAABE/8NCzkYa8ViY/S220/DSC_0452.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28099168.post-747922678131989973</id><published>2009-04-29T23:41:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T23:41:53.884+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Marks BACK!!</title><content type='html'>YIPPEE!! Mark is back. I am so happy! and so spoiled!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28099168-747922678131989973?l=mandyba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/feeds/747922678131989973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28099168&amp;postID=747922678131989973&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/747922678131989973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/747922678131989973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/2009/04/marks-back.html' title='Marks BACK!!'/><author><name>Mandy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SM3WGM3__-I/AAAAAAAAABE/8NCzkYa8ViY/S220/DSC_0452.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28099168.post-2900908480524390127</id><published>2009-04-29T23:27:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T23:41:04.158+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Book Comments: The Lovely Bones   SPOLIER WARNING AHEAD!!</title><content type='html'>SPOILER WARNING!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This book was a good read. It was written very well and from quite a different perspective: a dead girl watching from heaven. I have to honestly say that overall the book really freaked me out. Maybe I am a sucker for the psychic realms, but it just seemed to real. The way that this girl describes her life and death, and after her death, was truly haunting. I felt that it also speaks volumes about a parents instincts. They always know deep down what the truths are, whether they choose to follow through on it is another story. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll just leave it at that, to not ruin it for everyone. Please give me your comments I would like to hear them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next Read: 'Middlesex' by: Jefferey Eugenides&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28099168-2900908480524390127?l=mandyba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/feeds/2900908480524390127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28099168&amp;postID=2900908480524390127&amp;isPopup=true' title='25 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/2900908480524390127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/2900908480524390127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/2009/04/book-comments-lovely-bones-spolier.html' title='Book Comments: The Lovely Bones   SPOLIER WARNING AHEAD!!'/><author><name>Mandy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SM3WGM3__-I/AAAAAAAAABE/8NCzkYa8ViY/S220/DSC_0452.JPG'/></author><thr:total>25</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28099168.post-620735448435865108</id><published>2009-04-29T23:23:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T23:26:54.693+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Old Man Alvin</title><content type='html'>One of my favorite students just cracks me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: How are you today Alvin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alvin: Not Bad  (he says with his old man face and sly grin)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: What are you doing for Children's Day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alvin: Taking a Nap! ( he is 11)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I laughed for so long the students began to ask me "teacher what so funny?"&lt;br /&gt;He just embodies such an old man, I love it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28099168-620735448435865108?l=mandyba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/feeds/620735448435865108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28099168&amp;postID=620735448435865108&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/620735448435865108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/620735448435865108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/2009/04/old-man-alvin.html' title='Old Man Alvin'/><author><name>Mandy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SM3WGM3__-I/AAAAAAAAABE/8NCzkYa8ViY/S220/DSC_0452.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28099168.post-1225895523209622838</id><published>2009-04-16T10:58:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T11:07:47.107+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Land of the Rude Awakenings</title><content type='html'>Ding dong ding dong, it is 830 and a mysterious message comes over the loud speaker in a language that I can not understand. Spring out of bed to find out where this noise is coming from. Whew, no one is in my apartment.&lt;br /&gt;Bang bang bang, 10am, two men are at the door, and knocking on other doors as we speak. One man is carrying a strange canister, the other is the old man security dude from the front,luckily this is the one that can sort of speak English. They want to come in, what? So buddy comes in with the strange can and starts spraying. It stinks immediately in many ways; [whenever they come to 'fix' things they leave a huge mess and black foots prints everywhere]. The shoes prints are being laid, but thankfully he put on my slippers to meander through the rest of my apartment, spraying said substance.&lt;br /&gt;Finally it is over, but now what.  In broken and simple words we try to communicate. Spray for bugs, 30 minutes wash, 30 minutes bye bye. So effectively they have kicked me out of my house. Okay, guess it is a good time to go for a walk...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28099168-1225895523209622838?l=mandyba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/feeds/1225895523209622838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28099168&amp;postID=1225895523209622838&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/1225895523209622838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/1225895523209622838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/2009/04/land-of-rude-awakenings.html' title='Land of the Rude Awakenings'/><author><name>Mandy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SM3WGM3__-I/AAAAAAAAABE/8NCzkYa8ViY/S220/DSC_0452.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28099168.post-586784699126676330</id><published>2009-04-14T23:45:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T00:08:48.125+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Twilight</title><content type='html'>Since I have arrived in Korea, it seems that I have been blowing through books. I think I have been averaging about 1 book every week or week and a half. So my old eyes are noticing the difference, but I am so glad I can read whatever I want-- no textbooks!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just finished the 'Twilight' series and was somewhat disappointed. The book is fantasy. A human girl falls in love with a vampire and her best friend turns out to be a shape shifter. This love triangle has its own problems as vampires and shape shifters are enemies. Needless to say the books were a bit over worked, and drawn out! She could have done it in 3 books easy instead of 4 at 600 pages each.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It turns out that the author is a practicing Mormon and her books reek of that fact! Throughout the entire series she is pushing her abstinence agenda. Without any question in her writings, the vampire and the human girl have to get married before they can have sex. And as many of these stories go, she gets knocked up the first time they have sex!! Why didn't she educate the girl about methods of birth control? I hate this abstinence agenda. People should be educated in all aspects of their bodies including their sex organs. They are not merely for reproductive purposes (if even your mother told you so, or better yet never told you anything at all). I know that the story had to follow this path to end, but there are so many places who rely on this agenda, and forget to empower their children with as much information as possible. It is just so sad that school boards and parent committees are not even allowing condom machines in high schools, and even some universities/ colleges in the US. They are old enough to make their own decisions, so shouldn't they also choose to protect themselves?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well glad that's off my chest. Now on to something different - 'The Lovely Bones' by Alice Sebold.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28099168-586784699126676330?l=mandyba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/feeds/586784699126676330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28099168&amp;postID=586784699126676330&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/586784699126676330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/586784699126676330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/2009/04/twilight.html' title='Twilight'/><author><name>Mandy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SM3WGM3__-I/AAAAAAAAABE/8NCzkYa8ViY/S220/DSC_0452.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28099168.post-9193643153559300131</id><published>2009-04-07T22:37:00.005+09:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T22:45:35.882+09:00</updated><title type='text'>I love paying TAXES...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://maplegate.info/assets/images/money_for_sponsor_web_box.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 640px; height: 427px;" src="http://maplegate.info/assets/images/money_for_sponsor_web_box.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... especially when you get it back!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to the hard work of my mother-in-law my taxes are filed and I am filthy rich;) I am so glad that my bad debt is taken care of. I think it took a mere 5 minutes to pay off those stinkin' credit cards! I am glad I will not have to use those bloody cards again, at least until I am back in Canada! Just wanted to share the good news. Now only the student loans to take care. I am estimating another 20 months for that. That is great considering my pay back period is 14 years. Sick :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28099168-9193643153559300131?l=mandyba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/feeds/9193643153559300131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28099168&amp;postID=9193643153559300131&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/9193643153559300131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/9193643153559300131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-love-paying-taxes.html' title='I love paying TAXES...'/><author><name>Mandy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SM3WGM3__-I/AAAAAAAAABE/8NCzkYa8ViY/S220/DSC_0452.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28099168.post-9192629897728751387</id><published>2009-04-07T20:47:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T20:56:43.723+09:00</updated><title type='text'>CONFUSED</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3v765bIS9A/SBQ_YNjrWaI/AAAAAAAAAJk/MtGGKmnKNTs/s320/Smiley%2520confused.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 310px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3v765bIS9A/SBQ_YNjrWaI/AAAAAAAAAJk/MtGGKmnKNTs/s320/Smiley%2520confused.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday I had another Korean language lesson. Unfortunately for me, the teacher this week could not speak a lick of English. We all had a headache a a look similar to this one throughout the entire class. However this was a great experience to have, as I could really feel the depth of what my students are going through. Like, she talks too fast, I only caught one word, why is she using her arms like that. I am glad that we had this teacher, but I hope the other teacher is back next week.&lt;br /&gt;I picked up a book of words and a Korean-English dictionary on the way home to try and get a handle on this. It is very difficult, no wonder everyone stresses teaching children language. Adult brains question to much, do not repeat enough and are to self conscious and not confident enough. I sometimes ask my kids to teach me words as they will say it many many times until I get it right. Plus they get a kick out of how silly I sound!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28099168-9192629897728751387?l=mandyba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/feeds/9192629897728751387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28099168&amp;postID=9192629897728751387&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/9192629897728751387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/9192629897728751387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/2009/04/confused.html' title='CONFUSED'/><author><name>Mandy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SM3WGM3__-I/AAAAAAAAABE/8NCzkYa8ViY/S220/DSC_0452.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_J3v765bIS9A/SBQ_YNjrWaI/AAAAAAAAAJk/MtGGKmnKNTs/s72-c/Smiley%2520confused.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28099168.post-70657659589335545</id><published>2009-04-03T23:50:00.007+09:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T00:07:48.131+09:00</updated><title type='text'>po'k-kot ch'uk-che`   [Cherry Blossoms Festival]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SdYlG8JAfWI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/6Qi5-qK1jio/s1600-h/DSC_0050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SdYlG8JAfWI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/6Qi5-qK1jio/s320/DSC_0050.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320480810938170722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many events going on around the country this weekend, as it is peek season for the cherry blossoms. I am not going to make it, but I plan on checking out a beach/road where there are many trees. But I snapped a few pictures on the way to work to show you what my streets are looking like.&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SdYlGsjp5QI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/69MWCsDjNaI/s1600-h/DSC_0055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SdYlGsjp5QI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/69MWCsDjNaI/s320/DSC_0055.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320480806754968834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SdYjeCd_cQI/AAAAAAAAA24/fqPH3A7UiTA/s1600-h/DSC_0039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SdYjeCd_cQI/AAAAAAAAA24/fqPH3A7UiTA/s320/DSC_0039.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320479008750530818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28099168-70657659589335545?l=mandyba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/feeds/70657659589335545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28099168&amp;postID=70657659589335545&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/70657659589335545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/70657659589335545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/2009/04/pok-kot-chuk-che-cherry-blossoms.html' title='po&apos;k-kot ch&apos;uk-che`   [Cherry Blossoms Festival]'/><author><name>Mandy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SM3WGM3__-I/AAAAAAAAABE/8NCzkYa8ViY/S220/DSC_0452.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SdYlG8JAfWI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/6Qi5-qK1jio/s72-c/DSC_0050.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28099168.post-8064402546940839199</id><published>2009-04-03T11:12:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T11:23:54.785+09:00</updated><title type='text'>... continued...</title><content type='html'>yes how can this continue? It can!!&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday He actually managed to say 'phat', as I cringed he seemed confused. At least I was able to also teach him the word SLIM as thats what he was trying to describe, with the hand gestures.&lt;br /&gt;I tried making a joke out of the situation, as the phat girl inside always does, when she is mortified/ horrified/ scared.  He mentioned that my hair looked nice, so I turned it on him and said his hair looks 'two thumbs up'. We both laughed so I don't think that conversation was lost in translation.&lt;br /&gt;Part of me considered stopping my exercise plans/ goals just so that he would leave me alone. But we are beyond that, because now he would tell me that I am getting fat! I guess I better keep on track and just get used to the constant attention that appearance gets here in this country.&lt;br /&gt;I mean CONSTANT. I saw a girl walking down the street with a hand held mirror in one hand (and of course "hand p'on" in the other)  [p'on= phone in English].  Women and men are always looking at themselves in any reflective surface there is. If there is no mirror in sight, the phone is held up and a quick picture is taken, to ensure proper hair placement. &lt;br /&gt;So if I come back to Canada and can't stop looking at my self, please don't be offended;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28099168-8064402546940839199?l=mandyba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/feeds/8064402546940839199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28099168&amp;postID=8064402546940839199&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/8064402546940839199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/8064402546940839199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/2009/04/continued.html' title='... continued...'/><author><name>Mandy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SM3WGM3__-I/AAAAAAAAABE/8NCzkYa8ViY/S220/DSC_0452.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28099168.post-62305929149328156</id><published>2009-03-28T11:56:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T12:02:38.272+09:00</updated><title type='text'>AWKWARD...</title><content type='html'>yesterday my boss decided to tell me what he thought about me. He thinks that I am getting more beautiful everyday, "did you get a boyfriend" he asked. Because in Korea women often get more beautiful when they have a boyfriend. Through the interpreter she explained that he went back to Canada, so he was confused. And asked, well what could it be then? I had to mime that I was running and that the weather is more beautiful, so I feel better.&lt;br /&gt;He also told me that my head/ face was getting smaller, and gave me a thumbs up.  It was really uncomfortable, but is was so funny. We were all laughing so hard. Usually he tries to stay miles away from me.&lt;br /&gt;Mark you better get back so that you can beat him up for talkin' about your girl;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28099168-62305929149328156?l=mandyba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/feeds/62305929149328156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28099168&amp;postID=62305929149328156&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/62305929149328156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/62305929149328156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/2009/03/awkward.html' title='AWKWARD...'/><author><name>Mandy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SM3WGM3__-I/AAAAAAAAABE/8NCzkYa8ViY/S220/DSC_0452.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28099168.post-8067715925040187734</id><published>2009-03-23T16:28:00.005+09:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T16:44:32.871+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Jalgalchi Fish Market</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/Scc8wGckMtI/AAAAAAAAA00/AhxRA7m69g4/s1600-h/DSC_0035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/Scc8wGckMtI/AAAAAAAAA00/AhxRA7m69g4/s320/DSC_0035.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316284682195972818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lifeinkorea.com/Travel2/pusan/21"&gt;Jalgalchi Fish Market&lt;/a&gt; (click the link for better details)&lt;br /&gt;After the lesson we walked around the market. It was a beautiful day and it was packed!  The women are in charge of selling the fish, so there was really no men in the scene except for the ones shopping. These women are working so hard, because there are hundreds of them often selling all of the same products! What a life, any farming life how difficult (in Korean 'uh reup a'--difficult)&lt;br /&gt;Here are a few pictures that I could get, my camera is sometimes to big for those candid snap shot opportunities.&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/Scc8Y2BuQOI/AAAAAAAAA0s/t4-g3jTrv9Q/s1600-h/DSC_0031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/Scc8Y2BuQOI/AAAAAAAAA0s/t4-g3jTrv9Q/s320/DSC_0031.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316284282651427042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/Scc9DgjmeQI/AAAAAAAAA08/iJQttjdCbsM/s1600-h/DSC_0033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/Scc9DgjmeQI/AAAAAAAAA08/iJQttjdCbsM/s320/DSC_0033.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316285015622318338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28099168-8067715925040187734?l=mandyba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/feeds/8067715925040187734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28099168&amp;postID=8067715925040187734&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/8067715925040187734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/8067715925040187734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/2009/03/jalgalchi-fish-market.html' title='Jalgalchi Fish Market'/><author><name>Mandy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SM3WGM3__-I/AAAAAAAAABE/8NCzkYa8ViY/S220/DSC_0452.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/Scc8wGckMtI/AAAAAAAAA00/AhxRA7m69g4/s72-c/DSC_0035.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28099168.post-492022032303342253</id><published>2009-03-23T16:17:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T16:28:39.620+09:00</updated><title type='text'>PAY ATTENTION!!!</title><content type='html'>Second language lesson under my belt.... but a little violation from the teacher will keep my ego intact. Little did the teacher know that I was actually trying to write the word for nose in Korean, in English, and phonetically. So maybe I was unable to talk as well.  And then she tried to get me to stand up and have a "conversation" with another student. That is when i really panicked, and just getting repeating "no no no no no no no no no". I was really scared that she wasn't going to leave me alone!!&lt;br /&gt;But teacher, just so you know, I will be ready for you next Sunday!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28099168-492022032303342253?l=mandyba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/feeds/492022032303342253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28099168&amp;postID=492022032303342253&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/492022032303342253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/492022032303342253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/2009/03/pay-attention.html' title='PAY ATTENTION!!!'/><author><name>Mandy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SM3WGM3__-I/AAAAAAAAABE/8NCzkYa8ViY/S220/DSC_0452.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28099168.post-8547580146225912942</id><published>2009-03-18T20:57:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T21:02:37.115+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Tears in my taco seasoning</title><content type='html'>I just received another package to day from sara bear and big D. My inventory has went up to 3 kilos of mini eggs, more soup and Old el paso taco seasoning. I almost cried, I felt so loved! Funny isn't it that soup and spice can make me so incredibly happy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was feeling so narsasitic today. I wore some of my new clothes which made me think that I am kinda pretty. I was just so happy. I have the best family (meaning parents and brothers and sisters) , thanks for taking care of me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28099168-8547580146225912942?l=mandyba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/feeds/8547580146225912942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28099168&amp;postID=8547580146225912942&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/8547580146225912942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/8547580146225912942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/2009/03/tears-in-my-taco-seasoning.html' title='Tears in my taco seasoning'/><author><name>Mandy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SM3WGM3__-I/AAAAAAAAABE/8NCzkYa8ViY/S220/DSC_0452.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28099168.post-3767709712659725851</id><published>2009-03-17T21:40:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T21:57:05.788+09:00</updated><title type='text'>PACKAGE HAS ARRIVED!!</title><content type='html'>Mom and Dad your package finally got here!! You took me literally when I asked for soup- 9 boxes should do--lol and 2 kilos of mini eggs, nice. I think that was one of the best presents of my life!  I am so happy I am just sitting here laughing, all by myself:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another note. I had my first Korean language lesson on Sunday. It was held at a Christian center, that was also a migrant workers center. The class consisted of people mostly from the Philippines . I later found out that English is a national language there. It was fun to be around foreigners who weren't white, American, English or Canadians. The lessons are free, you just have to buy the text book.  [vowel sounds: a, ya, uh, yuh, oh, yo, ooo, euh,eee]  I just have to memorize what the characters look like and I will be ready for next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the class we had lunch. It was called Duek-bogi. It is a soup with ramen noodles, hard boiled egg, fish cakes and rice cakes. It is spicy and it was really good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I then proceeded to go shopping. I found some pretty scarves in the market and then went to Seomyeon and found 2 dresses and 2 sweaters. I also bought some lipstick. It was such a fun day, I almost forgot that Mark was not here...almost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On that note, it has been fine so far. I know that people were worried about that, and so was I. But I am in our home, with our things, even if it happens to be in Korea. It is spring here and the mood of the city and the people is changing. I guess no matter where you live spring can never come soon enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Korea with spring comes 'Yellow Dust'. This is all the pollution coming over from China. It is apparently pretty bad for ones respiratory system, but thankfully it will go away soon. I guess I should buy a mask. I wouldn't want to get some yellow sickness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks mom and dad for the package, I will now proceed to gorge myself with mini eggs!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28099168-3767709712659725851?l=mandyba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/feeds/3767709712659725851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28099168&amp;postID=3767709712659725851&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/3767709712659725851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/3767709712659725851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/2009/03/package-has-arrived.html' title='PACKAGE HAS ARRIVED!!'/><author><name>Mandy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SM3WGM3__-I/AAAAAAAAABE/8NCzkYa8ViY/S220/DSC_0452.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28099168.post-4127842748813089769</id><published>2009-03-14T11:25:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T11:30:11.925+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Mark is Gone....</title><content type='html'>what am I going to do without my constant?? I am imagine it will be lots of girl things, lots of pages of books and hopefully lots of Korean language lessons, so that when he comes back we will be able to go anywhere and eat anything that we want!!&lt;br /&gt;I know he wanted to by me flowers before he left, so I picked up 3 pink roses, a bunch of yellow freesia and some green chrysanthemums. Quite lovely if I say so myself.&lt;br /&gt;So don't worry about me, I will be fine. Call me some time though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28099168-4127842748813089769?l=mandyba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/feeds/4127842748813089769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28099168&amp;postID=4127842748813089769&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/4127842748813089769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/4127842748813089769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/2009/03/mark-is-gone.html' title='Mark is Gone....'/><author><name>Mandy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SM3WGM3__-I/AAAAAAAAABE/8NCzkYa8ViY/S220/DSC_0452.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28099168.post-6986954505311001660</id><published>2009-03-02T17:39:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T17:54:07.863+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>Hey so it has been a while since I last posted. Some things went down so I didn't feel like thinking about home. But thankfully I have been able to talk with my sisters (brothers your next), and they made me realize how amazing my family, in every sense of the word, really is. They expect nothing from me and pass no judgments, they even think that I am kinda funny! Weird, right?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well the kids at school never cease to say the strangest things. On Saturday I have been teaching older students (13,14), and the student asks me what is that thing in my nose. So I explained, and he said "that's terrible" . I asked my and he replied because it would hurt.  The other student pipes up and says " I don't like because it is made of 9/11 terror!"  I strongly replied "NO".  But what the hell is that all about? I have no idea where a kid who can barely understand English pull that from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to play this fun game, Settlers of Catan, with some girlfriends last night. It was fun to have a girls night, as of course Mark was still plugging away at the dang thesis!! But we had fun listening to music and exchanging books and magazines. Thanks girls.&lt;br /&gt;Sara and Dalas buy this game and learn how to play so that when I get home, everyone will know how to play already;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had the day off today, so a whole lot of nothing was accomplished, it was awesome. I keep waiting for the package Mom and Dad sent, but nothing yet!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28099168-6986954505311001660?l=mandyba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/feeds/6986954505311001660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28099168&amp;postID=6986954505311001660&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/6986954505311001660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/6986954505311001660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/2009/03/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Mandy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SM3WGM3__-I/AAAAAAAAABE/8NCzkYa8ViY/S220/DSC_0452.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28099168.post-7649469231723703770</id><published>2009-02-25T12:55:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T13:03:44.660+09:00</updated><title type='text'>RECESSION</title><content type='html'>Well it looks like my way to fortune has come undone. Yesterday the won closed at an all time low. So where does that leave me? I have no idea. Wait it out here... but I don't want to stay here for a decade to ride this wave. If I go back to Canada then what? I hope Starbucks or my brother in law will give me a job;) I am just worried, because I really wanted to pay off my student loans; probably so I can just get another one.  Hopefully things will turn around in a short amount of time. &lt;a href="http://therealmfg.blogspot.com"&gt;Mark&lt;/a&gt; posted a really good piece on his blog about this topic check it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28099168-7649469231723703770?l=mandyba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/feeds/7649469231723703770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28099168&amp;postID=7649469231723703770&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/7649469231723703770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/7649469231723703770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/2009/02/recession.html' title='RECESSION'/><author><name>Mandy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SM3WGM3__-I/AAAAAAAAABE/8NCzkYa8ViY/S220/DSC_0452.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28099168.post-9027029579571145009</id><published>2009-02-15T13:34:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T13:41:22.787+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Photo Story (Full Moon Celerbration) continued</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SZecMY1RniI/AAAAAAAAAFA/uzokAOnfF8M/s1600-h/DSC_0288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SZecMY1RniI/AAAAAAAAAFA/uzokAOnfF8M/s320/DSC_0288.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302878822890315298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Women Dancing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SZecMqTXfZI/AAAAAAAAAFI/R7eVcA21aEM/s1600-h/DSC_0295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SZecMqTXfZI/AAAAAAAAAFI/R7eVcA21aEM/s320/DSC_0295.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302878827579932050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Stage and Traditional Dancers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SZecM98reZI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/xy5yraMERPI/s1600-h/DSC_0300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SZecM98reZI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/xy5yraMERPI/s320/DSC_0300.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302878832853481874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Crowd Dancing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SZecNDsZmwI/AAAAAAAAAFY/6ffmE7cMdEY/s1600-h/DSC_0328.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SZecNDsZmwI/AAAAAAAAAFY/6ffmE7cMdEY/s320/DSC_0328.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302878834395814658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Fire Burning Out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28099168-9027029579571145009?l=mandyba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/feeds/9027029579571145009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28099168&amp;postID=9027029579571145009&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/9027029579571145009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/9027029579571145009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/2009/02/photo-story-full-moon-celerbration_14.html' title='Photo Story (Full Moon Celerbration) continued'/><author><name>Mandy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SM3WGM3__-I/AAAAAAAAABE/8NCzkYa8ViY/S220/DSC_0452.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SZecMY1RniI/AAAAAAAAAFA/uzokAOnfF8M/s72-c/DSC_0288.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28099168.post-4695186940531338744</id><published>2009-02-15T13:22:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T13:34:05.141+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Photo Story (Full Moon Celerbration)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SZeaLOywA0I/AAAAAAAAAEY/ngStj5i03hY/s1600-h/DSC_0132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SZeaLOywA0I/AAAAAAAAAEY/ngStj5i03hY/s320/DSC_0132.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302876603992245058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Mountain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SZeaLbNeYdI/AAAAAAAAAEg/YJRdHMFLdqY/s1600-h/DSC_0131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SZeaLbNeYdI/AAAAAAAAAEg/YJRdHMFLdqY/s320/DSC_0131.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302876607325561298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Crowd (part of)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SZeaLmyZHlI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Nvt4T31Hvyk/s1600-h/DSC_0144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SZeaLmyZHlI/AAAAAAAAAEo/Nvt4T31Hvyk/s320/DSC_0144.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302876610433195602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Starting Blaze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SZeaLzk59SI/AAAAAAAAAEw/QgrqOpu4suI/s1600-h/DSC_0185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SZeaLzk59SI/AAAAAAAAAEw/QgrqOpu4suI/s320/DSC_0185.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302876613866288418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Engulfed tree hill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SZeaMewnj-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/C_MzFhHRGMk/s1600-h/DSC_0274.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SZeaMewnj-I/AAAAAAAAAE4/C_MzFhHRGMk/s320/DSC_0274.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302876625458139106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Full Moon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28099168-4695186940531338744?l=mandyba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/feeds/4695186940531338744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28099168&amp;postID=4695186940531338744&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/4695186940531338744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/4695186940531338744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/2009/02/photo-story-full-moon-celerbration.html' title='Photo Story (Full Moon Celerbration)'/><author><name>Mandy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SM3WGM3__-I/AAAAAAAAABE/8NCzkYa8ViY/S220/DSC_0452.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SZeaLOywA0I/AAAAAAAAAEY/ngStj5i03hY/s72-c/DSC_0132.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28099168.post-2861409150786352466</id><published>2009-02-15T12:57:00.003+09:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T13:22:08.290+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Full Moon Celebration</title><content type='html'>This was such an awesome experience.&lt;br /&gt;[the First Full Moon in the Lunar New Year]&lt;br /&gt;We noticed on the beach around Friday that they were building this giant mountain out of tree branches and tinder, with a full size pine looking tree sticking out of the top; like a toothpick stuck in the top of a cupcake. We went back to the beach on Sunday night to see if we could find any more information. There was now a table placed in front of the mountains cave hole. The table had a pigs head, with money in its ears (good luck) as well as food, incense and other things. They were offerings placed there by whoever wanted to make a wish and say a prayer for good luck in the New Year.&lt;br /&gt;On Monday morning we finally asked some one when this was going to be lit on fire, it was 6pm. There were already a number of people finding a good spot for the festivities at around 10am. We arrived at the beach just in time. It was timed perfectly. The tinder mountain was lit, and just as the tree on the top was engulfed in flames, the full moon came into view. At first I was wondering why people were turning away from the fire and bowing, then I looked, DUH! The moon was huge and so bright.&lt;br /&gt;The feeling was so vibrant on the beach, it was a lot of fun. As part of the ritual people could write there wishes on pieces of paper and throw it into the fire. Once the fire was blazing all the paper and ash was falling into our hair, it was a good time to move around and check out what else was there.&lt;br /&gt;On the other side of the so called mountain was a stage with lots of lights, music and dancing. It was so exciting. We stood there for a while just getting a feel for it. Soon enough people were coming up to us and asking us if we knew what the celebration was for. It was very helpful and nice. I really wanted to get into the middle and dance, but you know Mark, no go. I went with a Korean lady instead. She was happy, I was happy. She took me into a circle of traditionally dressed women, and they started to show me how to dance. An easy move with the shoulders, apparently I was a little tight;). They then taught me a line to sing, _____________. It means good luck and happiness for the New Year. It was such a fun time, to get caught in the crowd, singing and dancing. Some people took the opportunity to take a picture of the whitey, but I was doing the same, so.....&lt;br /&gt;Overall it was such an awesome experience, I actually felt like an anthropologist! I don't get that feeling very often. But I also felt for that brief moment relaxed and happy and not stressed about my struggles in Korea. I reflect on that moment often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SZeYIkn2nlI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/En-0Ri4D8iM/s1600-h/DSC_0325.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SZeYIkn2nlI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/En-0Ri4D8iM/s320/DSC_0325.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302874359289257554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28099168-2861409150786352466?l=mandyba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/feeds/2861409150786352466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28099168&amp;postID=2861409150786352466&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/2861409150786352466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/2861409150786352466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/2009/02/full-moon-celebration.html' title='Full Moon Celebration'/><author><name>Mandy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SM3WGM3__-I/AAAAAAAAABE/8NCzkYa8ViY/S220/DSC_0452.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SZeYIkn2nlI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/En-0Ri4D8iM/s72-c/DSC_0325.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28099168.post-5061834826155989150</id><published>2009-02-15T12:52:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T12:57:26.982+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Minority Complex</title><content type='html'>Well I am getting my wish, I wanted to feel what it is like to be a minority, well it sucks and it is very hard. I make little children run away like they have seen a monster. I wasn't even  wearing my blue eye shadow; which my students have informed me "teacher, you look scary!". Being white is still a novelty to many, but I hate all the staring just the same. Thankfully I have yet to be propositioned for sex (Russian Prostitute). I will take comfort in that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28099168-5061834826155989150?l=mandyba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/feeds/5061834826155989150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28099168&amp;postID=5061834826155989150&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/5061834826155989150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/5061834826155989150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/2009/02/minority-complex.html' title='Minority Complex'/><author><name>Mandy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SM3WGM3__-I/AAAAAAAAABE/8NCzkYa8ViY/S220/DSC_0452.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28099168.post-8735048986617840848</id><published>2009-02-01T15:52:00.002+09:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T21:21:42.964+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Freak Magnet??</title><content type='html'>It seems I am a magnet... things come to me speaking English whether I like it or not. Today on our run at the beach a three maybe four year old runs to me, not Mark, and says Hello. He proceeds to grab my hand and shake it, and say "nice to meet you, too". This experience was okay because he was a cute little boy, with a mother in tow.&lt;br /&gt;On Wednesday, on our run, a boy about 13, be lines for me, looks past Mark again, and grabs my hand saying Hello while getting ever so close, I actually thought he was going to kiss me! So naturally what does a person do? Shove! I was a little scared, so I gave him a little push in the shoulder. I felt bad after, but I didn't really know what was going on. Its not like I was strutting or had my yellow hair flying about, I guess I just had my red cheeks from the exercise.&lt;br /&gt;So freak  or magnet???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28099168-8735048986617840848?l=mandyba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/feeds/8735048986617840848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28099168&amp;postID=8735048986617840848&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/8735048986617840848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/8735048986617840848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/2009/02/freak.html' title='Freak Magnet??'/><author><name>Mandy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SM3WGM3__-I/AAAAAAAAABE/8NCzkYa8ViY/S220/DSC_0452.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28099168.post-2361366506195711315</id><published>2009-01-31T23:46:00.006+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T23:51:38.602+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Some pictures of the trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SYRk4AhOZnI/AAAAAAAAAEI/4-_PF3qQNfs/s1600-h/DSC_0008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SYRk4AhOZnI/AAAAAAAAAEI/4-_PF3qQNfs/s320/DSC_0008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297469975069353586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SYRkv_5FxGI/AAAAAAAAAEA/940es3pvizY/s1600-h/DSC_0094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SYRkv_5FxGI/AAAAAAAAAEA/940es3pvizY/s320/DSC_0094.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297469837462062178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The smoldering floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SYRkp4hPEGI/AAAAAAAAAD4/XyHw0vbtaHg/s1600-h/DSC_0091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SYRkp4hPEGI/AAAAAAAAAD4/XyHw0vbtaHg/s320/DSC_0091.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297469732403744866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The boiler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SYRkfpaCyhI/AAAAAAAAADw/VHkt7N5f7sw/s1600-h/DSC_0045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SYRkfpaCyhI/AAAAAAAAADw/VHkt7N5f7sw/s320/DSC_0045.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297469556548356626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The houses. The one on the left is where G spends most her time. The next house to the right is the kitchen and eating house, and where guests sleep. There are two other 'houses' for storage. These houses are often L shaped.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28099168-2361366506195711315?l=mandyba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/feeds/2361366506195711315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28099168&amp;postID=2361366506195711315&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/2361366506195711315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/2361366506195711315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/2009/01/some-pictures-of-trip.html' title='Some pictures of the trip'/><author><name>Mandy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SM3WGM3__-I/AAAAAAAAABE/8NCzkYa8ViY/S220/DSC_0452.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SYRk4AhOZnI/AAAAAAAAAEI/4-_PF3qQNfs/s72-c/DSC_0008.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28099168.post-7083167845236034273</id><published>2009-01-31T22:57:00.006+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T23:45:49.622+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Gone to the 'Saskatchewan' of Korea</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SYRZNebsfjI/AAAAAAAAADg/5G_WnL680xQ/s1600-h/DSC_0072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SYRZNebsfjI/AAAAAAAAADg/5G_WnL680xQ/s320/DSC_0072.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297457149736943154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We traveled to Gumi (then to the farm in Mungyeon). Our friend jokes that this area is like Saskatchewan, because it is small, less populated, and well nothing really to do;) And in parts behind in the times.&lt;br /&gt;We had a great time with them and were lucky enough to tag alone and participate in a traditional New Years day celebration. Once we arrived at the farm we got shooed into the 'kids' room. I must say I was a bit confused. I thought that we were going to be stuck in there all day. It was just ritual. The men had to go into the house first to met Grandma. A short while later we were invited to meet her. We gathered in the house and bowed once and gave her a gift, she was quite smitten or touched or just throughly delighted to have us there. It is tradition to bow once to the elderly (2 for the dead and 3 for Buddha). This also applied to all the uncles that came to the house. The kids at school were delighted because when they bow they get money, lots of it. And when asked what they did most said "in bank" for things like university, and grandmothers house- my kids are about 7-11 let me remind you!&lt;br /&gt;Back to the farm, after the bowing we were offered breakfast. It was tasty and abundant. We found out quickly that it is impotant to try at least one thing off every plate, so that is what we did. When grandma suggested that we have more, you MUST have more. The only way to stop eating was to go for a walk or go take a nap- sounds like christmas to me;)   So we walked around the little town which was sucken in between some mountains. It was really a beautiful day, cool and a nice sprinkling of snow. So we walked into the mountain.&lt;br /&gt;In Korea they often have family mountains (for the low price, of about 40,000$) where all the family members are buried. When a person visits the tomb it has an order to who gets to see you first. Grandfather first, which is usually buried further up the mountains, and in our case father next. It is a ritual that the graves be visited on New Years day. In the house the men take care of the offerings for the ancestors. The picture above is from the mountain.&lt;br /&gt;We got back and sat in the kids room to hangout and take a nap. In Korea they heat the room using water running through the floor. Well at this house it was the case. A big pot outside, that in the older days could also steam the rice, boils all day from the fire underneath. Well so it seems that the water had run out, and the floor and our bodies were getting increasly warmer. Suddenly Eun Sook said stand up- so there we had it, the floor vinyl was boiling and the blanket was metling as well. No wonder our a$$'s were burning!&lt;br /&gt;By then it was feeding time again, so into the house we go. Where we are pretty much stared at and talked about. My small hands and hair seemed to be a hit. We were probably the only blonde haired blue eyed folk to ever have had the privledge to visit them in their home. They wondered how we could be so big and not eat very much. Her mother apologized that we had travelled all this way, and barely ate anything. We laughed as the journey was only a two hour train ride which was split into a couple of days. We were able to tell them that it was not uncommon for us to travel 6 hours to alberta [because none of them come to see us;) yes this was a dig] for just a couple of days.  We were also able to talk to them about what its like at christmas, where we eat one big meal at a specific time, not like them where the celebration is centered around the table, which includes nibbling constantly.&lt;br /&gt;The aunts were so kind and special, even though we couldn't talk to each other we could all laugh, even if it was making fun of Mike, and his big nose! This is a sign that they care, they tell you if you have put on weight or if your nose is to big; and really wondering if that nose could be real!  The aunts helped us in the little things. For example when grandma poured us some maukalee you must have both hands on the glass. It was just such a nice time, I wished we could have spoken. They kept talking into my eyes just as if I could understand them. To bad I couldn't I have a lot of questions. Like what has their life been like since they got married? In Korea once a women gets married she no longer belongs to her birth family, her mother is now her mother-in-law. It is not often talked about either. But apparently times are changing, for that I am glad.&lt;br /&gt;We decided it was time to go before we were able to witness the huge feast, but I guess it is quite impressive. On the way out it took us about 50 minutes, on the way back it was almost two hours. It was the biggest weekend in the calender as people are travelling everywhere. In Korea when the roads get backed up, it is likely backed up to Seoul, and I thought the Deerfoot was bad! I had a sleep instead.&lt;br /&gt;Beacuse of this minor delay, we almost missed our train out. Luckily it is not like home, if you miss your screwed, we caught another train and made it home before 9. The train is so awesome here, it was a fun ride and weekend.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Mike and Eun Sook for taking us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28099168-7083167845236034273?l=mandyba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/feeds/7083167845236034273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28099168&amp;postID=7083167845236034273&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/7083167845236034273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/7083167845236034273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/2009/01/gone-to-saskatchewan-of-korea.html' title='Gone to the &apos;Saskatchewan&apos; of Korea'/><author><name>Mandy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SM3WGM3__-I/AAAAAAAAABE/8NCzkYa8ViY/S220/DSC_0452.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SYRZNebsfjI/AAAAAAAAADg/5G_WnL680xQ/s72-c/DSC_0072.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28099168.post-6520903863835435521</id><published>2009-01-24T11:36:00.006+09:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T11:44:44.813+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Apartment</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SXp_IgLcdyI/AAAAAAAAADY/ScDWWjt8cnQ/s1600-h/DSC_0057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SXp_IgLcdyI/AAAAAAAAADY/ScDWWjt8cnQ/s320/DSC_0057.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294684095981057826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the place. I am standing on the window sill. We are hoping to get a couch soon so that we don't have to do everything on the bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SXp_CNHstiI/AAAAAAAAADQ/PVLZgY2t_Fg/s1600-h/DSC_0056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SXp_CNHstiI/AAAAAAAAADQ/PVLZgY2t_Fg/s320/DSC_0056.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294683987785856546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kitchen/ laundry/ desk...&lt;br /&gt;The fridge and freezer is contained in the cupboard with the stickers on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SXp-6eyt5KI/AAAAAAAAADI/6NugCUCM9sU/s1600-h/DSC_0055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SXp-6eyt5KI/AAAAAAAAADI/6NugCUCM9sU/s320/DSC_0055.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294683855090738338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look from the entrance. Bath room is the door on the right. Storage on the left.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/28099168-6520903863835435521?l=mandyba.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/feeds/6520903863835435521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28099168&amp;postID=6520903863835435521&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/6520903863835435521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28099168/posts/default/6520903863835435521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandyba.blogspot.com/2009/01/apartment.html' title='Apartment'/><author><name>Mandy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SM3WGM3__-I/AAAAAAAAABE/8NCzkYa8ViY/S220/DSC_0452.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_99-7acDWDwA/SXp_IgLcdyI/AAAAAAAAADY/ScDWWjt8cnQ/s72-c/DSC_0057.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
