its not me...its the blonde girl inside of me...

I sometimes do really stupid things.

I prefer to think of myself as smart, so I really don’t want to admit that I am otherwise. Which is why I’ve come up with the theory that there is a blonde girl inside of me…who feels oppressed by the smart exterior me, and so rebels every so often…

One glorious Sunday… a string of rather unfortunate events took place… (I was with Audrey and am partly glad that no-one else saw how stupid we were, but also part of me believes that if we were with other people, such events would not have occurred). Anyways…

NUMBER ONE:  Nicole specifically told us to “cross the road when you see the 7-11, and the subway station will be there”. And of course, Audrey and I were walking down the street enjoying the nice weather and talking about the pretty flowers and skipped down the path and completely missed the 7-11. We kept walking, until Audrey says, “Hmm… I think we’ve walked too far… maybe… it wasn’t a 7-11 but a GS, because I think I saw a GS….” So, we pondered for a bit and turned around walked, this time, determined to identify the 7-11 OR GS or anything….”ooops….it is a 7-11”. (I was later told that there are actually TWO 7-11s located right across from one another and why we missed it still remains a mystery until today).

NUMBER TWO: We wanted to go to Anyang and successfully made it to Geumjong where we had to transfer. We walking across the platform with me saying “This is my favourite station because we don’t have to walk far to transfer and it’s right across! Love it!” We hop on the train and score ourselves seats…Five stops later…”hm…I’m sure Anyang is only 2 stops away…” We check the map and realize we were going in the WRONG DIRECTION!

NUMBER THREE: We finally made it alive to the Anyang Underground Shopping Centre and we shopped and shopped, but it seemed like we were in the same aisles again and again… at the end, we probably looked so lost because some nice man comes up to us and asks “Do you need some help?” “Yes, we want to find the exit..” “Just walk straight and you will see it.” “Oh….yea, I knew that…”

NUMBER FOUR: Exhausted, we get on the subway and we talk about how we haven’t had dinner yet and what we should eat once we get back. Blah blah blah and then it dawned upon us that the train hasn’t made a single stop yet. WHAT?? We see the huge monitor with its glaring red words “Direct to Suwon”. Oh dear…. So we went to Suwon.

NUMBER FIVE: We are at Suwon and try to find our way back. We walk upstairs and see all these signs and station names. We check them against our subway map but couldn’t locate them! Later, we realized it was the KTX station (which is the real train, not the subway) and it goes to Busan (which is like 5 hours away…). Thank goodness we didn’t go there… Our smart idea? ”Since this station is so confusing, why don’t we just ride one more stop and then we can figure it out there..” Luckily, we found the right platform.

Yes, it took us two hours to get to the shopping centre and another two hours to get back home. They were a string of rather unfortunate events. However, had we not done that…we would’ve missed seeing this….

*drum rolls please*


a TALL, BROAD-SHOULDERED,  NON-SKINNY PANTS WEARING, NON-GOLD-BUTTONED BLAZER WEARING, GOOD-LOOKING MAN WITH PECS AND BICEPS AND ALL. That guy was the closest korean man to Rain that I have seen so far…. I came to this country half-expecting all the men to be 6 ft tall with muscles bursting out of their deep-V tops (well, the deep-Vs have been true so far)…