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Week 10 - Y2 (May 7th to May 13th) |
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Monday May 8th,
No class today! Apparently it's the anniversary of
Paekche college opening, so everyone has the day off.
I love my job . . .
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Tuesday May 9th
Today one of my vocal jazz ensembles totally surprised
me by singing a chord perfectly in tune (trust me,
that's the first time it's happened all year), and
actually having learned the piece I assigned. I'm
also seeing huge huge progess in my one-on-one lessons
too. I'm starting to get some decent singers!
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Wednesday May 10th,
Today I learned that my friend Eoghan has been
deported. Of course, I'm really sad about it, but to
be honest, I'm not all that surprised. Apparently he
got into a fight at the New Order concert in a club
last week, and somehow managed to lose all of his
identification in the process. Of course, there must
have been tons of security at this concert, and he
ended up getting thrown in jail, where it must have
been realized that Eoghan doesn't have a teaching visa
and has been making over 4 million won a month only
teaching privates. So he was shipped right back to
Ireland, and has a fine to pay.
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Thursday May 11th,
I thought it was lucky that I had Monday off, but it
gets even better-- no work today either! Apparently
just like the MT trip a couple months ago; every
college has a school festival twice a year, where the
students perform, put up booths, sell things, drink a
lot, etc. So no classes, but I went down with two of
the other vocal teachers to show support for my
students (They are always so thrilled to see me
outside of class, it's weird! I liked my teachers,
but I certainly didn't jump all over them if they
showed up at my concerts) The students were pretty
funny, they were all trying to get me to buy things
from them (that I didn't want!) I ended up with a lot
of food that I didn't want, a homemade hair clip, and
"lottery" tickets that I ended up giving away to some
other students. The performances were also fun to
watch-- some of my students sang funk and pop music,
and I saw a lot from the other departments too. I
learned today that our school also has: a hip-hop
dance program, a beauty arts program, a musical
theatre program, a modelling program, and so on.
(Most of these seem a little useless to me. I mean,
who honestly goes to a two year college to be a
breakdancer or a model? I was almost expecting to see
basket-weaving . . .) The other good part of the day
was getting to know Ji Yeon, one of the other vocal
teachers. She surprisingly has similar musical
interests as me, but she doesn't have a degree, so in
June, she's travelling to Holland (I am so jealous)
for an audition at a school in The Hague. If she gets
in, that means that she will leave Korea for at least
two years, but I know that it's a good school that
she's auditioning for, so I hope she gets in!
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Friday May 12th,
I went to Daegu today, en route to Busan tomorrow.
Since Vance (the former keyboard player of Daegu
Tones) is going back to Texas in a couple days, I
wanted to come down and say a proper goodbye.
Also tonight, there was a fun trivia night at Commune,
so I got to see all of my friends in one place, which
was nice. Jason also came down for the night, and we
both crashed at Ryan and Lindsey's place.
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Saturday May 13th,
Ryan, Lindsey, Ange and I left for Busan this morning
(a little later than we intended due the antics of
last night!), to go to our friend Miranda's surprise
party in the evening.
Unfortunately, it was cold and cloudy, so we were
disappointed already-- no beach!
But the rest of the day kept on getting weirder and
weirder. First, we went to the supermarket to buy
lots of stuff for the party, and while we were there,
we saw a mother getting extremely violent with her
small child. Of course, we couldn't do anything,
because we can't speak Korean, but I was also shocked
that nobody else around us did anything either.
Then the party was kind of sketchy too . . . first
off, there were way too many people in the apartment,
and they were all kind of ridiculous, kind of frat boy
style. I was definitly not impressed with the people
who were there. There were some bizarre conflicts and
arguments at the party among the guests that left
Ryan, Lindsey. Ange and myself with bad tastes in our
mouth. Since we were crashing there that night, we
tried to make the best of it, but I think what we all
really wanted was to get out of there.
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