Europe is WAY overrated! Pt. 1

I took a 2.5 month luggaging trip throughout Europe, excited than ever, hoping to be amazed even more than my SE Asia trip 2 years ago (Best time of my life). I will take you through my route.

1) Seoul - Moscow - Amsterdam: OMGGG...I HATE the Moscow airport. They banned smoking in the airport and shutdown the smoking area. You need a visa to step outside, but they don't give same day visas. So WTF are the layover smokers supposed to do?! I get this whole anti-smoking campaign, but at least be considerate to the smokers and make a separate area for them. It aint no prison, man! So, I just smoked in the bathroom, like everyone else. kekeke. I opted to stay in a cheaper beach hostel away from Amsterdam Central, BAD IDEA! It cost 5-7 euros one way into the city. Aint shit to do in Noordwijk, except a mediocre beach (but it was cold!). All the hostel guests were like anti-social, weirdo potheads. Which is fine, but then why come to a hostel if ur not gona socialize??

2) Paris + Anger, Chalonnes, France countryside: I only booked a hotel in the outskirts of Paris, so I could meet my dear friend the next day. My crazy ass, didn't have a french sim card, rolled into a bumfuk subway station, thinking it was gona be a piece of cake to find this hostel. Man, was I wrong. I couldn't find it for the life of me, it was complicated, trust me. Finally, I found the nicest French couple who called the hostel and dropped me right off. They said they were going to a big party, and asked me to join. Why not?! This party turned out to be a rave with 15,000 people. The couple turned out to have extacy. Why not?! My first night in Paris was freaking awesome!! Partying with the locals. Just beautiful. I got back to the hostel at 5-6 am, and the workers were thinking like why did u even book a room if you were gona party all night? hehehe, thass how I roll!

Chalonnes-sur-Loire - is a BEAUTIFUL part of France's Southern countryside known for its wine. I got to meet my really good friend Bari and her bf Frances. They met in Korea in a Korean class, dated there for a year, did long distance for a year, then she moved to France to be with him. How romantic, right?! I got to meet his adopted parents who were just lovely. Frances' mom cooked us a full course meal which we ate in the garden. I mean like 7 courses, changing plates and utensils every course. Thank god for dishwashers! I also got to meet Bari's local friends. We threw a little Korean BBQ party since I missed Korean food so much. I was pleased everyone loved it. Oh, and one of Frances' classmates (Ben) was a cutie, so I told Frances to invite him. But he was so shy and young (22), didn't get to talk to him much. Also got to dine at Frances' father's bistro right by the river. The scallops were so good. It was super nice catching up with Bari, she was my partner in crime in Korea. We used to go clubbing every weekend and shake our booties off. We would drink makguli (rice wine) on the subway ride to hongdae. haha. It was awesome! I was so happy to see her making a new life with someone she loves, she really deserved it after all the douchebags she had to deal with in Korea.

3) Berlin + Munich - I went to Berlin to visit another dear friend that I met in Korea, let's call her Lace. It took her over a year to find a decent job, but I was glad to see that she was doing well and living in the city of her dreams. I went to a bunch of museums but stayed mostly in east Berlin (the ghetto part). We went to this awesome restaurant called 'Kimchi Princess,' (again cuz I missed Korean food so much, as did she). It was a super chic restaurant/bar with good portions, highly recommended. Oh, we went to this super weird 'underground' party in a rundown warehouse? it was super lame. the music was weird, and not too many people were dancing. I don't think Germans know how to properly party, imo.

OKTOBERFEST - Hostels were ridiculously expensive(100 euros) so I had to give Couchsurfing a try. My first host was nice but socially awkward and lived kinda in the outskirts. I totally forgot that I knew someone in Munich (Mike, who I met in Bali 2 years ago). So I met up with Mike n his friends on a Wednesday(?) around closing time at Oktoberfest so it was quite easy to get into the 'tents.' It was craaaazy crowded and humid and full of drunk foreigners and locals. 1 liter beer (which doesn't even taste good and gets warm fast) cost 11 euros (rip off). Everyone was dancing on tables, some getting into fights. It was just way too much for me to handle, too much chaos, too many people, long lines in the bathroom. So...we headed over to a club that Mike's friend works at. Mike didn't come because he got kicked out the week b4 for fighting. His sleezebag friend promised he lived close to Mike and would take me to his place afterwards. Boy was I wrong...he took me to his own place, saying that the subway was closed, offered me coke and asked me to sleep with him in his room. I was like hellll no, I'll sleep on the couch with your dog until the subway opens in the morning. Couldn't sleep a wink and countdowned til 6 am and got the fuk outta there soon as i could. When I told Mike what happened, he was shocked saying that I could have walked to his place from sleezebag's place, so basically sleezebag lied to me to try to hook up with me. What a piece of shit!!

Anyway, I wanted to be closer to the city, so I found another couchhost who was super hospitable, even cooked me lunch on arrival. Except, I had kept in touch with Ben (French jailbait) and he had agreed to meet me in Munich. Poor couchsurf host kind of had to host us both. Odd thing is, both nights, Ben didn't lay a finger on me while we slept next to each other. First time that's ever happened. I brought it up after he left, n he was full of regret. Ah well. So we tried to go to oktoberfest on Saturday, cuz the couchhost had a friend who could get us into the tent. omgggg, it was way crazier than wed. broken glass everywhere, drunk as ppl, long as lines to get into tents. We waited 30 minutes, and I was like fuk this...nothing is worth waiting this long for. So Ben and I went to a park n had some beers there, where we ran into dorky as googlers who were doing some virtual scavenger hunt.

TBC...

The Other Woman

I NEVER thought I'd be the "other woman" in a relationship. But low and behold, I hit my all time low with this one. So I had this co-worker, let's call him Ken. Ken moved into my neighborhood early this year shortly after starting work with me. Instantly, we became neighborhood buddies, rode home together after work, hung out a lot and became really close. We would bitch about our bf/gf to each other. I never found Ken attractive or anything, but had oodles of fun with him.

However, soon after I broke up with micro-penis guy and my plans to go on a Eurotrip and then to Australia had been confirmed, Ken made a pass at me. Once, I got mad at him for not keeping a promise/appointment, and his twisted self liked it. Like it kinda turned him on that I was angry (and cared) and asked himself, "Wait. Do I wana fuk her?"

First, it started with him asking me to teach him how to be good in bed, since I seem to be hard to please. And I was like uh... naw. Then, after some persistence, I gave in. I know, I know, it's horrible because he has a gf, but she's bat shit crazy like 90% of Korean girls, which doesn't justify my actions. But, honestly, I thought I could keep it casual, since I was leaving. But I guess I'm a bonafide girl that can't separate sex and feelings. So yes, I caught feelings, then started wanting more from him. More time, more attention, more care. And I kept denying that I really am his second side bitch, and no matter how much he talks shit about his gf, he's never gona break up with her, especially not for me.

So I broke down, and called it quits after a couple of weeks, because it was eating me inside. Not that I felt bad for the gf, I can really care less, but I felt bad for myself. It's quite a horrible feeling to like someone who is already with someone else. Having that false hope that they will leave their gf/wife for you, is a lost cause. He woulda left her before we started anything, had I been adamant about him being single before we started anything. But his defense was always, "But you're leaving!"

Fak man, I couldn't find a good man the 6 years I've been in Korea, and now that I'm leaving, I'm meeting mofo's left and right, that can only say "But you're leaving." When did guys become such cowards? Afraid of limited time? Afraid of catching feelings? Afraid of getting hurt? I almost feel like, even if a relationship was doomed from the start, if I could have a guarantee that I can feel true love for even a short period of that time, I'd still go for it. I am one to never live with regrets, and I feel the same way about relationships. "Better to have loved and lost, than to have never loved before." Firm believer in this.

Back to Ken, when I told him I wanted to stop, he wasn't phased at all. He said, "That's fine. I don't see anything wrong with what we're doing. But if you wana stop. That's fine," so nonchalantly as if this decision didn't affect him at all. I was more hurt by his insensitivity than anything else. So for one awkward last week of work, we avoided each other, I sulked at home alone devoid of my neighborhood friend. Then, he called me and asked why we were even fighting or not talking to each other. In a nut shell, it was a miscommunication. He thought I was heartless for keeping it casual, and I thought he was heartless for not being affected by our breakup. And he asked to spend my last week in Korea together, and I succumbed. It was quite a lovely week we spent. Even went to Muido (island near Incheon). He even took me to the airport, in hopes for a dramatic goodbye. But that wasn't the case, I was sad to leave Korea, but not necessarily sad to leave him. I knew he was bad for me, I knew I had to get away.

While I was in Europe, after talking to some friends about the situation, I realized that this guy took me for a ride. He made me feel more special than the gf he wouldn't break up with, but in the end, he got everything he wanted. What hurts me the most is that he doesn't cherish our friendship prior, and doesn't seem to have the maturity to have an adult like conversation. Still into playing word games, and acting like a brat. I'm over it. Been over it. Maybe some day, he will realize that I was the only girl that ever gave a shit about him. I hope all the guys I've been with will remember me as that one girl that gave a shit about them. Didn't think of them as a luxury handbag, or a credit card, or anything but the wonderful person I thought they were. In all, it wasn't an experience I'd ever want to relive, but it was truly a learning experience. I hope I will never cheat on someone or be cheated on and def will never be "the other woman" again.

~ SLB

OkCupid - Online Dating

So, I hopped on to the online-dating wagon. And, it has done me some good. Actually, I think it's a great thing, for working professionals who don't want to meet people in bars or wait for a set-up. Below are the three most popular ones imo:

A) Match.com - My brother just got engaged to a girl he met on this. My guy friend has been meeting heaps of respectable girls on it. As for me? I'm cheap, I don't want to pay $30(?) month and answer a billion specific questions and get annoying ass "we have matches for you!" emails everyday.
B) Tinder - I guess it's the most popular thing, but seems to be more for hookups. I signed up for a minute, til I saw a picture of this guy I had a thing with and deleted it immediately.
C) OkCupid -  is a good median of the two. You don't HAVE to answer the million questions, you can still swipe left/right but also they have a hefty about section that kind of gives you a feel of how the person is without reading a full on life story and stats. There are definitely a lot of duds, weirdos, and freaks, but sorting them out isn't all that hard.

So...I've had two boyfriends so far whom I've met from OkCupid. Both at complete opposites endss of the spectrum.

1) White boy - I've always been curious to date a white guy, but for whatever reason, white guys never hit on me in LA, but ironically started hitting on me after I came to Korea. So when this ginger messaged me on OkCupid, I thought, what the hey, why not? Especially since he was so damn persistent and patient. He messaged me before my trip to Chicago/NY, and kept messaging me even after I came back. So I agreed to have coffee. At first, he seemed to be funny, intelligent, not bad-looking, have a steady job. So we started dating, and I swear the first month is always rainbows and butterflies (never felt butterflies for him). But red flag #1 - He said "I love you" like way too soon, probably within a month. And when I didn't say it back, he would get butt hurt, but man, you dug yourself that grave. MEN, when you say "I love you" don't expect the girl to say it back, cuz then you'll just get disappointed and it will create a dent in the relationship. Just wait patiently, and meet her half way. Well, one of the reasons why i decided to date him is because he said he spoke decent Korean. WRONG. He was always asking me to do shit in Korean for him, and always talking shit about Koreans and Korea. Super negative nancy. Never wanted to go out and do stuff. Always wanted to eat western food, when we are in KOREA. He was a horrible kisser and not the greatest in bed, and OMG...would always do a "meat spin" and stupid lean backs while walking. A 30+ y/o man doing immature shit like that? No thanks. In the end, we were fighting a lot, and honestly he stopped trying after the first month, which is when I stopped feeling for him.

Girls are simple, surprise them with dates, small gifts (even a damn chocolate bar), sweet words, SOMETHING to show that you care. Instead of acting like you "have" them and sit your lazy ass on the couch and do the bare minimum. So, I said 'peace out.' We actually went to Bali together (I wanted to break up before the trip and go by myself, but he had bought the tickets, and I didn't know how shady he was gona be about canceling them), the week before valentines day. Did he plan a romantic dinner? NOPE. lazy mothafuka. So when I left Bali before him, I said, you should really think about where this is going and I will too. 2 days later, he texted me asking what I've concluded and I said I'd rather tell him in person and he was like "well, what's the point in waiting?" so I was like "Fine! It aint workin." and I laid out all the things that bothered me about him, and to every thing I said, he would say "touche" or "likewise" as if he had no opinions for himself. like childish, "i know you are but what am i?" kinda shit. in the end, he said he's sorry for not being what I wanted him to be. But seriously? How the ef does a 30+ y/o man NOT know how to get and keep a girl??? I'm the most low maintenance girl you'll ever meet, and just because I don't play games, and keep it real, doesn't mean you can treat me any less than a princess you might have dated. don't get it twisted. Hate it when guys say, I'm sorry I couldn't be bla bla... DUDE! don't be sorry, and just do shit! so that you don't have to be sorry! ugh~ he still texted me like once a month after we broke up, little bullshit meaningless texts, until finally I was like, "look...we are not friends, we are never going to be, so stop with your bullshit texts."

In conclusion, I can't be with a white guy who is racially/culturally intolerant. I like Korean food, and would like to eat it at least once a day (instead of pizza, fried chicken, bacon, n other fatty american food). I like speaking Korean at times and watching Korean TV. So if I ever date a white guy again, he better be Korean washed, at least love Korean food (and speak enough Korean to converse, this would be a bonus but hard to find, ya?).

2) Korean-Korean Man - Oh boy, so I was not planning to date anytime soon after the shenanigans with White boy. But this super cute Korean guy I messaged whiles ago messaged me back and wanted to meet. So we met at this argentinian restaurant (buenos aires) near my house, which was rubbish and over priced btw, and DAMN he looked mighty handsome, and we had good conversation and everything was perfect. BUT...on our third date, he asked me to be his gf (without knowing that much about me), but I guess in Korean culture, you can't hold hands and be intimate until you have that "title." So I was like, why not? And, at first it was rainbows and butterflies (actually had butterflies for this one). But, he was unemployed, which I didn't mind at first, and was nice enough to pay for things knowing his situation. But then he got a bit used to it, and started taking it for granted.

But one of the biggest (or smallest :P) things that bothered me about him was his penis size. He warned me that it was small. but gawd damn! I almost cried...because I really liked him, so why did God have to be so cruel?! So I googled micropenis, and less than 1% of the male population is clinically diagnosed with it, and what are my freakin chances of meeting that 1?! That was my first strike and I tried to break up with him over that, and people will think I'm a bitch, but sex is important! But he wouldn't let me break up and said he would 'try harder' and he did in other ways, but had the audacity to ask me during sex 'Am I the best?' I was like 'No' then he got pissed. But seriously? How can you ask me that when I've already made it clear that I'm not satisfied with your size?? Anyways, we went to a lot of places and did a lot of things in the first month and it was all good. Until we started fighting in the 2nd and 3rd month, like crazy, like everyday. One time, I didn't pick up my phone for 20 minutes, cuz I was  working on my assignment for this class I was taking. When I called him back, he was screaming at me asking why I didn't pick up and that he was on his way to my house in a taxi. PSYCHO. Who does that?!

Man, Koreans have a really fucked up idea of what dating and relationship is. They think suffocation, jealousy, insecurity, controlling, is love. So this foo says "I love you" within the first month too! I'm like, oh HAIL no. I said it back in the moment cuz I did like him a lot, but later I wasn't saying it back cuz I didn't feel it, and he was like, did you lie before? and I said, no, but I aint gona say it now if I don't feel it, ya know? So, his first "problem" with me was that I don't "talk pretty," meaning beating around the bush. Koreans tend to beat around the bush a lot to make the other person feel better. Like, letting them down easy? But I'm American, I don't beat around the bush, I tell it to you straight,  I tell you if I like or don't like things, and don't sugar coat it. I'm not rude by all means, but aint nobody got time to beat around the bush.

Anyway, so he started being a "dick" to me, giving me a taste of my own medicine, claiming that's how I talked to him. Again, childish, and not productive for the relationship. So I went to Boracay with a female coworker, almost fighting with the bf again right before I left. Wifi was out for a day, so  I couldn't message or call him. This foo calls the HOTEL!! like the PSYCHO that he is and starts yelling at me, accusing me that wifi is working fine now, as if I was lying about it being out the day before. I like oh HAIL no, and said "I'm done. I'm soooo done with your psycho ass, small penis as bullshit." knowing that he is psycho though, I was afraid he might've burned my house down or was waiting for me at my place so I had a friend walk me home from the airport. Thank gawd he wasn't psycho enough to do what I had anticipated.

But he did call me a few days later apologizing and saying he still liked me a lot and that he wasn't ready to break up yet. Wow, what a persistent fucker, right? I mean, I've never met a  guy who would throw away all his pride, take all the mean shit I said to him, and still want to be with me. But this time, I laid down the law and told him all the shit he needs to fix, and how he doesn't "have" me yet and to stop being damn lazy and continue to court me! Although I do love being a homebody and rolling around in my bed, I ALSO like going on dates, out to a nice dinner, surprise expeditions. GUYS, words are CHEAP. Don't assure a girl that you're gona change, or that you're gona do something, if you're NOT gonna do it? It's a complete waste of hope and time, really. So of course things didn't get better, he didn't change, we were still fighting, I was SO sick of fighting. They call this conflict in personality, or I guess irreconcilable differences? I knew, it was not gona work, and that it shouldn't be this hard, and finally he "let me go."

The sad thing is, I wasn't sad at all but more relieved after breaking up with these guys. Guess fighting will do that to a person. Guess I can't date a Korean-Korean guy either unless he can accept my independence and my life revolving NOT around him, that I have friends and other facets of life that I must attend to. Korean guy made it seem like "Because you're my girlfriend... Because I'm your boyfriend.." we gotta do THIS and THAT, as more of an obligatory thing. NAW MAN! you should WANT to do things for me cuz you WANT to, not cuz you feel like you HAVE to. I was always walking on eggshells, worried if sth I did will upset him or if he would "approve." Damn, so out of my free spirited element.

TBH, the dating market in Korea is shit, especially for Gyopo (Korean-American) females. Hence, why I've been single for the majority of my time here in korea. Why? Cuz the Gyopo men want Korean women, Foreign men want Korean women, and Korean men want Korean women. And I don't blame them, cuz I wouldn't come to Korea to date a gyopo or white girl. But most of my guy friends have learned through experience that it's not the easiest to date Korean women, as most turn out to be psycho or needy or gold diggers. Of course there are few good women, but Korean society has done a pretty damn good job of brainwashing Korean women into materialistic plastic barbies with their only life goal being to marry a rich man and call it a day.

Anyways, as with all bad relationships, it's a learning experience because now I know exactly what I don't want in a man. And so the search goes on...hoping Australia will have hot surfing gyopos, hehe :P

I LOOOVE New York! Single-women's Heaven.

So, I went to Chicago and New York for my Dirty Thirty. And, it was AWESOME!! Honestly, I was getting a bit depressed about turning 30, but boy was I wrong. Things are actually looking up! To re-live my 23rd birthday adventure, where basically my twin (because we have the exact same birth day, month, year) and I said Fuck everyone else and just hopped in a car and road-tripped it to Vegas. Usually, it's annoying to go in a big group because you always have to match other people schedules. But this was sweet! To do whatever we wanted, whenever we wanted. It was truly relaxing. The most memorable part was me driving drunk while puking into a plastic bag with the two handles hung on both ears. Epic.

Fast forward to our 30th birthday, and we decided to do it again, but BIGGER in New York! Wow, New York is like a gem that I wish someone told me about when I was in my early 20's. Maybe because I've been deprived of good looking white guys in Korea, but everywhere I went, I saw handsome, eligible bachelors. I was in Heaven!

Thursday: So twin checked in first. Mind you, we haven't seen each other for FIVE YEARS, so we were both curious as to how our first interaction would be. And there she was, knocked out in the hostel bunk bed. She wakes up, greeting me with her husky voice. And BAM, felt like I saw her yesterday. I am sure everyone feels this way with their close friends, but I gotta say, it's a damn good feeling. This crazy girl, packed a bag that's her size 5'0", half filled with fruits. hahaha. So, the first night, we watched Avenue Q. Quite a funny puppet musical. Favorite part was the puppet humping. Then we checked out AVA, a rooftop bar at dream hotel. It was okay, but lots of older creepy businessmen. So, of course, the cutest young guys called us over. We drank and chatted with them for a bit, then went over one of their houses to smoke the best damn herb ever.

Fri: I met up with my black girlfriend, who I met in Korea. She is so beautiful, like Vanessa Williams beautiful. So we went to Negril, which by the way has awesome hip hop music and drinks. They even gave us a birthday cake, noice! The girls had to work the next day so twin and I continued to party. Met this random guy on the street and hopped in a cab when my guys friends (one of which I met in Korea) called to meet up. So we dropped the guy in a cab and rolled over to Spicy..sth, can't remember. So, my second encounter with...let's call him Shoe. I met him last year new years eve, he was super drunk and passed out when we met, so he has no recollection of our encounter, but was still pleased to be reacquainted. Everyone else left early, but Shoe offered to smoke me out so we went over to his place. I was on my period, but thought my tampon would last me the whole night. I had changed into his basketball shorts before going to bed. And...when I woke up, SOAKED with blood. OH...MY...GOSH...it's like one of those "Say what" mortifying stories in Teen Magazine that I kinda miss reading. (They should have one for adults). I was so embarrassed and didn't know what to do, so I quickly changed and left without saying goodbye, sure that he would be disgusted and hate me for destroying his bed. But luckily, he was a good sport and texted me the next day asking to hang out, saying that he's seen worse. What a great guy!

Sat: Twin and I always wanted to try Speed-dating, so why not in new york? So we went to this bar, where there were 15 girls and 15 guys. The funny thing about this particular speed-dating company is that each even is themed. So we chose the, "Asian Persuasion: Asian women and the men that love them." Since Twin loves non-Asian guys, I thought why not? Most of them were duds, but 5/15 were actually decent, attractive guys that I would totally date. They were of course bummed when I said I was only visiting, insinuating that I was toying with their feelings, but whatever. So Twin and I got some coffee after the event with this yoga photographer and i don't know what the other guy did. But we had to leave cuz my guy friends wanted to go to Circle, a "korean" club in ktown(?). It was different from circle or other korean clubs in LA ktown, cuz there was no booking (dragging of girls by the waiter to guys' tables). And they were playing mostly EDM, blech. But we had a table and were having a good time until... the table right next to us started fighting and knocked our table over. I literally climbed up the bars to the 2nd floor. Other people just stood  and watched as if it was normal. So security came but the two guys continued to fight all the way to the dance floor, around, and to the front door. Later, when I went out for a cigarette, they were still fighting, and some girl was bloody in the ambulance. Fighting is so lame, especially in your own hood. Yall are gona see each other again, so why keep bad blood? Especially over some ugly slut. Twin went home early cuz she was tired. But we went to 2-cha (round 2) to noraebang (karaoke room). And the same ugly hoodrats somehow managed to join us. Whatever, I was there to enjoy my time with the boys. We then went to eat some bomb as Korean food across the street. I got gamjatang (potato ox tail soup?), soooo good. Then I slept at Shoe's house again.

Sunday: We had to check out, so I went back to the hostel and we packed our stuff. Shoe was nice enough to let us stay at his place until my 9 pm flight. So we packed up and went to his place. The three of us passed out on his bed, which by the way is WONDERFUL. maybe temperpedic? Felt kinda bad, cuz I'm sure he wanted to cuddle at least but couldn't since twin was right next to us. hahahha, poor guy, great sport! Had some really good thai(?) asian food then dropped twin off at the hotel where her mom would meet her, then back to chicago I went.

One of the days we went to Central Park and it was absolutely beautiful. People picnic-ing, chiseled bodies jogging.

And Twin was getting cat calls non-stop, on the street, at the bar. Guys saying "Oh my Gawd! Sexy!" Wow, the New York men sure loved her!

If you are a woman in your early 20s, visit New York, live there if you can. Now I know why and how people fall in love with the most exciting city in the world that never goes to sleep! There's always something going on, so much diversity, so many handsome eligible (banker?) bachelors. It's a young woman's heaven.

Anyway, this year Twin and I are going to do it again but BIGGER in Spain, IBIZA~~~ muahahahhaha. Will update in October.

Bom Gynecologist in Itaewon

Bom gynocologist in kyunglidan itaewon is the most rude and unprofessional gyno I've ever encountered. The birth control pills he prescribed me made me spot for a month so I went back to switch to another brand and he throws me an attitude from the get go saying that there's something wrong with MY body. Every question I asked, was responded with a condescending and annoyed attitude (as if "why don't you know this already?") No shit! Thats why I came to u, precisely because I dont know! After I've had enough of taking his rude attitude, he concluded that I should just get an over the counter pill, which defeated the whole purpose of the appointment. This only took 5 minutes and as I was leaving the nurse dares to ask me to pay 13,000 won. I was like, "for what? He didnt give me a prescription nor did he help at all except waste my time." And she dares to say, " well, in america, if you see the doctor for even one minute you have to pay." And I'm thinking, this isnt america and at least an american doctor would be more professional and helpful than this dipshit. So I paid and told her im never coming back so deal with it. It just pisses me off when foreigners are treated like shit just because they think we cant fight back. And since they're monopolizing by being the only english-speaking gyno in this area. Unacceptable. They need to lose a lot of customers to realize they shouldnt treat customers or patients this way. Please boycott this place and go somewhere else.

Selfish as Motherfuckers

If you've been in Korea for more than a couple years, I'm sure you've realized that there are a LOT of selfish motherfuckers here. Why? Because most are passerby-ers and figure that they can just use and abuse people they meet in Korea, since they'll most likely never run into them again post-Korea. I frickin HATE selfish motherfuckers. Most are pretty obvious about it, but some are sneaky little fuckers. I will talk about both types.

1) Outright CHANG's: So this girl, let's call her...Chang, for a lack of a better word. kakaka. She's like this short, dark, not attractive, 촌스러운 (country fashioned) girl, who like never partied before she came to Korea. But low and behold, she starts going out in Korea like crazy and thinks she's some sort of socialite and knows everyone and thinks she got the hook up to all the places. Bitch will like roll up with 30 people, asking for wristbands for all of them, acting like she's a promoter and shit. The real promoters got annoyed of her quick. Anyways, she just started getting worse and worse. By the time she was ready to go back to the states, I don't know if she was tryna save $$ or what not, but like...she would not even want to pay for coat check! It's like $2! So when me n my girls would coat check, she would just throw in her shit with ours, ALWAYS, and say she didn't have cash or watever. Then! She would make us stay until SHE wanted to leave. Wtf... Oh! And she would straight up like talk to nasty as guys for free drinks, and like bounce right after. That's so rude. At least have a conversation with them, you know? She would also try to share cabs, even though her house is way out of the way, and then chip in like $2... smh.

2) Undercover Changs: So this girl, let's call her..Sneaky. She lived far away from Seoul so I used to let her crash at my place on the weekends. At first, she bought me lunch and things here and there but then soon enough she got too comfortable and just started not showing gratitude at all. And by the time she was ready to go back, shit got real weird and awkward between us, cuz she started kind of being distant and hanging out with her co-workers more (of which she used to always talk shit about). Anyway, a year after she goes back to the states, she decides to come back with her sister. She has the audacity to ask if the two of them can stay in my studio. I mean, it's already cramped with two people, and she's tryna bump it up to three? cuz of their cheap asses? oh hail no, so I was like nah~ So she comes, and I think that we'll hang out and stuff, but again she chooses to kick it with her lame as co-workers. So, I was like whatever. In conclusion, she was just a sneaky ho that used and abused  me for free weekend housing and was quite sneaky about hiding it until she left to go back home.

I always try to give people the benefit of the doubt, but seriously...I'm just drained from expending my energy on people that really didn't deserve it in the first place. I mean, I already do keep my circle of friends really small, but gah~ people really never fail to amaze me. You would think, being in their late 20s will be more mature and considerate. Nope, the opposite happens. People are always thinking about "what can this person do for me?" It's disgusting, I'd rather be a loner/loser than hang out with people like that, for sure.

The "Walk" and Jailbaits

I had an interesting conversation with some of my guy friends today. This is one thing I LOVE about having mostly guy friends. They give me the inside scoop about the inner workings of a male's mind, which is rather simple (sex, sex, and more sex). Anyway, my friend was telling me that you can tell if a girl is great in bed, purely based on the way she walks:

1) The Cat-walker. Post-sex, if a girl walks with confidence to the bathroom, strutting her stuff, then it means she's good in the sack.

2) The Doddler(?), think he meant Waddler. Where the girl is kind of shy and covers her body and shruggingly hurries to the bathroom. I guess she walks like a duck too?

The friend said that the "walk" is 100% accurate, thus far. So if you're a guy, and want to know beforehand, if a girl is going to be a good fuck, make sure to pay attention to the way she walks. Stay away from waddlers :P I think there was another walk in the middle of cat and waddle, but I was pretty hungover today so I can't remember right now. But I think it's true. You're either good in bed or not. There's no middle ground, really.

So...the last time I dated a 21 year old(?) was a couple years back and I vowed never to go that route again. Why? Because he was:

1) Super immature
2) Rabbit hump
3) Drunk dialed me at 5 am
4) Loud and obnoxious all the time. I had to tell him to shut up whenever he came over, because he talked so loud  that my neighbors could probably hear.

So why did I even date him? Well, I like to be an equal opportunist. I was always curious about dating younger guys. And I kind of have a bucket list of the types of guys I want to date before getting married. He also bought me a HUGE 36 pack Pepero for Pepero day (It was the sweetest thing). Anyway, the last straw was when he drunk dialed me at 5 am and asked to come over. Dude, I have work the next day, respect my sleep! So it was goodbye~

Fast forward to..a month ago(?) I meet this 23 y/o and he's cute and funny, etc. so I thought I'd give it another whirl. But this one...had a drinking problem, which I didn't know about til a month into dating him. So, I'm at my friend's going away party. This guy shows up super drunk and belligerent. Is rude to me and my friends, so I tell his friend to take his ass home. But he keeps coming back and tries to grab/hug my girlfriend. Like what?! How embarrassing is that? In front of all my friends, he acts a fool, and in turn makes me look like a fool. The next day, he calls and says he doesn't remember anything. That's the lamest excuse ever. My ex-boyfriend was a belligerent alcoholic, so I am SUPER disgusted by people who change when they are drunk. And he knew about him too, so again..it was goodbye~

A guy who doesn't know how to handle his alcohol, is probably the BIGGEST TURN OFF! If you know that you're going to become a monster, then don't even drink at all. I've always been surrounded by happy drunks, so I'll never understand those angry drunk people, EVER.

Ugh~ Been inadvertently listening to my aunt and uncle bitch at each other over some stupid baby photoshoot thing. Why can't they just bicker in their own bedroom, instead of in the kitchen, where the whole world (me) could  hear their business. They both have the loudest voices too. Aren't they the least bit..embarrassed? I need to get out of here...