Today I was accepted into Seoul National University for the fall. This was infinitely important and crucial and needed and good. It's the difference between a few weeks with my husband over the summer, and living with him until December or January. It means I'll be spending the fall in Korea!
I'd been waiting to hear for months. I knew I would hear today (from an admissions email last week, not prophetic revelation). I didn't know how to react when I heard. I just went and told Ashley, and my mom, and Eric the guy working on our house. Then I walked around saying I didn't know what to do, then I tried to call Korea but it didn't go through, then Ashley said we needed to take a walk. Later today I went outside and cried in the rain. I think it was partly happiness, partly missing husband, partly feeling emo from the thunderstorm.
I'm spending the fall in Korea. I'm spending the fall in Korea. I'm spending the fall in Korea.
20080613
six flags
Yesterday I went to six flags with Ashley and her teenage friends. I thought it would be good to get out of the house, break up my schedule and do something fun. I hadn't been on a roller coaster in a very long time. I forgot that they are terrifying.
We arrived at the park shortly after it opened, and ran (yes, ran) to their newest coaster--I forget the name--that the tv monitors playing while you wait in line say is the tallest and fastest in the world. I'm not sure I believe it, I'd think the tallest, fastest roller coaster would be somewhere in Asia, like Dubai. Either way, I got into that little train, fastened in, waited as it clanked into place, and was thrust to 128 miles per hour (206 km/h) in 3.5 seconds (I checked wikipedia for that one). Wiki agrees with the tv monitors. I was not quite prepared for that, and all I could do was grip whatever was in front of me and scream one long, continuous scream until the ride ended. I did the same thing on the next two coasters. Didn't know I was capable of screaming that much. Guess I never tried. I screamed for so long, the saliva just came running out of my mouth and flying into faces behind me. Literally. Ashley's friend, Mayo, said he felt it on more than one ride. Of course it could have been a spot of rain, or Ashley's spit. She said the same thing happens to her. Apparently we have alot of the same endearing quirks (like a lack of control of our saliva). Guess it's genetic.
We arrived at the park shortly after it opened, and ran (yes, ran) to their newest coaster--I forget the name--that the tv monitors playing while you wait in line say is the tallest and fastest in the world. I'm not sure I believe it, I'd think the tallest, fastest roller coaster would be somewhere in Asia, like Dubai. Either way, I got into that little train, fastened in, waited as it clanked into place, and was thrust to 128 miles per hour (206 km/h) in 3.5 seconds (I checked wikipedia for that one). Wiki agrees with the tv monitors. I was not quite prepared for that, and all I could do was grip whatever was in front of me and scream one long, continuous scream until the ride ended. I did the same thing on the next two coasters. Didn't know I was capable of screaming that much. Guess I never tried. I screamed for so long, the saliva just came running out of my mouth and flying into faces behind me. Literally. Ashley's friend, Mayo, said he felt it on more than one ride. Of course it could have been a spot of rain, or Ashley's spit. She said the same thing happens to her. Apparently we have alot of the same endearing quirks (like a lack of control of our saliva). Guess it's genetic.
20080611
fits
Every once and a while, I loose control. Something else takes over me, I don't know what it is. I get very angry and don't know how to handle it. I don't ever remember being angry until a few years ago, so maybe people learn to handle anger as children but I never did because I was never angry. Oh, I do remember one time. I was in eighth grade and my sister would not get out of my room (or something, actually I don't remember) and I was so angry I slapped her. She cried, and I felt so bad afterwards I never did anything like it again. Plus soon after that she was able to beat me up. She never has, except one time in Krav Maga class she was supposed to pretend-punch me but she actually punched me and I got a black eye.
Anyway, when it takes over I want to throw things or break things, and I cry until I fall over or hyperventilate. It doesn't happen very often, but the past few months it has been more. The pain of being separate from husband has been setting it off... and of not knowing when we will be together again. Or maybe its my selfish reaction to life not going my way. This is not where I planned to be right now; this is not the summer I wanted to have. I made this blog to tell of adventures in Korea, not temper tantrums.
When it happens, I feel like saying really mean things that aren't true at all to husband. Mostly I've held them in. I forget that my life is pretty good. I'm apart from my husband when I thought I would be with him, sure, but I have a great family and it's my favorite season and I have a great husband... and I do believe that the Lord has a plan. And.... and... i guess (scrunches up faces and sucks in a deep breath)... this is part of it. Oh, and I'm a spoiled little brat of an army wife for complaining about 5 months without him.
Anyway, when it takes over I want to throw things or break things, and I cry until I fall over or hyperventilate. It doesn't happen very often, but the past few months it has been more. The pain of being separate from husband has been setting it off... and of not knowing when we will be together again. Or maybe its my selfish reaction to life not going my way. This is not where I planned to be right now; this is not the summer I wanted to have. I made this blog to tell of adventures in Korea, not temper tantrums.
When it happens, I feel like saying really mean things that aren't true at all to husband. Mostly I've held them in. I forget that my life is pretty good. I'm apart from my husband when I thought I would be with him, sure, but I have a great family and it's my favorite season and I have a great husband... and I do believe that the Lord has a plan. And.... and... i guess (scrunches up faces and sucks in a deep breath)... this is part of it. Oh, and I'm a spoiled little brat of an army wife for complaining about 5 months without him.
20080610
cherry pickin
This morning Ashley and I went cherry saving. We didn't pick much, we rescued. You know, from the birds. Before they eat them. You might think cherry saving sounds like a nice, easy little morning outing. But actually, it took two normal-skilled women plus one engineer-minded-rugby-player woman. I have two splinters, and lots of little thorn holes. But many cherries were saved. Now they will be made into jam.
20080609
no fight
I've spent today so far alternating between bits of school work and swimming in the pool. Its finally hot enough to, which for me is about 95.
Last night I started learning Korean. Its much harder than any other language I've studied (french, italian) which is logical but still surprised me. I did the first lesson one and a half times and still all I can remember is "shay-lay-za-man" which is excuse me. Oh, also "ney" is yes, which is confusing, and "anni-yo" is no. "Ha" is speak and "bowh-tay-yoh" is don't speak. I learned some other things but I can't remember those.
Oh, something a bit crazy happened this morning. There's a program husband wanted to get into, but if he did it would put me in a bad situation for about 5 weeks. It seemed to me like he was valuing his job over me by wanting it. But instead of getting mad and confronting him, I prayed that he would realize what the program would mean for me, and that other opportunities would come instead. Then this morning I told him how I felt and he said I was right and he'd look for other ways to be a better soldier, and maybe do that training next spring when we have to be apart anyway. I left feeling closer to him rather than mad or that empty feeling after a fight.
Last night I started learning Korean. Its much harder than any other language I've studied (french, italian) which is logical but still surprised me. I did the first lesson one and a half times and still all I can remember is "shay-lay-za-man" which is excuse me. Oh, also "ney" is yes, which is confusing, and "anni-yo" is no. "Ha" is speak and "bowh-tay-yoh" is don't speak. I learned some other things but I can't remember those.
Oh, something a bit crazy happened this morning. There's a program husband wanted to get into, but if he did it would put me in a bad situation for about 5 weeks. It seemed to me like he was valuing his job over me by wanting it. But instead of getting mad and confronting him, I prayed that he would realize what the program would mean for me, and that other opportunities would come instead. Then this morning I told him how I felt and he said I was right and he'd look for other ways to be a better soldier, and maybe do that training next spring when we have to be apart anyway. I left feeling closer to him rather than mad or that empty feeling after a fight.
20080606
A Snee
HUsband said he was going to pray that I find a Snee. By 'find a Snee' he means (to the best of my knowledge) that I find a good friend... no... a best friend, to share life with (the part of life not already shared with husband, that is)... to keep out of trouble, to get me into trouble, to talk to, to make me laugh, to get me to do crazy things.
When he said it last week, it sounded ridiculous. Not ridiculous, very nice in theory, just out of the question. I don't have any friends still living around my parents' area (well, one at the moment, but she's leaving for France for the summer soon). And I don't have any way of making friends. Even if I was to find a nice little friend, she couldn't become a Snee in the time I have here before I go to Korea. So it was strange that husband decided to pray for that, instead of just that I would enjoy life here, or do some fun things, or not smash all of my mom's glasses on the floor when I get really upset.
Then about one day later I found a Snee. It was really simple, actually, she was sitting shotgun in my car. And she's readily available-- she lives right across the hall. I haven't said anything to husband yet; I wanted to confirm. But its been 5 or 6 days now, so I think its for sure. Her name is Ashley Brown, but I like to call her Ashpoo. Oh, and I just made up another one today, "fried egg'n ash browns."
I grew up next to her, but she wasn't as cool then. But since she's been home with me this week, I laugh and play games and I shriek when she squirts the hose at me and I think, to some extent, we understand each other.
So, that's it, my very own Snee, conveniently located down the street at our local Ace Hardware. But not to worry, she'll be back at 7:30 when she gets off work.
When he said it last week, it sounded ridiculous. Not ridiculous, very nice in theory, just out of the question. I don't have any friends still living around my parents' area (well, one at the moment, but she's leaving for France for the summer soon). And I don't have any way of making friends. Even if I was to find a nice little friend, she couldn't become a Snee in the time I have here before I go to Korea. So it was strange that husband decided to pray for that, instead of just that I would enjoy life here, or do some fun things, or not smash all of my mom's glasses on the floor when I get really upset.
Then about one day later I found a Snee. It was really simple, actually, she was sitting shotgun in my car. And she's readily available-- she lives right across the hall. I haven't said anything to husband yet; I wanted to confirm. But its been 5 or 6 days now, so I think its for sure. Her name is Ashley Brown, but I like to call her Ashpoo. Oh, and I just made up another one today, "fried egg'n ash browns."
I grew up next to her, but she wasn't as cool then. But since she's been home with me this week, I laugh and play games and I shriek when she squirts the hose at me and I think, to some extent, we understand each other.
So, that's it, my very own Snee, conveniently located down the street at our local Ace Hardware. But not to worry, she'll be back at 7:30 when she gets off work.
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