Promised birthday update

After some relaxing Body Design noodles and Doctor Who Season 2, I'm feeling much better about this Friday. Still torn about whether or not the sun should come out and dispense the gloom (but really jack up the temps), but either way, I'm in my classroom with my airconjuseyo set to Antarctica, so life is much better.

As I may have mentioned before, I had a birthday recently, turning the big 2-5. One fun thing about being out of college and in the "professional" world is that I am no longer the oldest person I know! So exciting! See, I had this issue where I was always slightly older than my peer group, which (due to my weak psyche) gave me something of a complex about my age. Now, however, I have close friends who are both older and younger than I am, so I'm feeling much better about my age.

Anyway, my lovely friends took me out to a wonderful samgyeopsal dinner on my birthday (think thick cut bacon on lettuce leaves filled with deliciousness). It was so nice to be stable and in one place on my birthday, and to be able to plan this sort of event. You see, for the past 6 or so years, right around my birthday, I've had to be preparing to move from one place to another. First it was from Houston to DC, to start school in the fall, then moving apartments in the DC area, until I finally moved back to Houston for a short time before coming here.

But now I'm here, and for this birthday at least, I don't have to worry about uprooting my life in a few weeks. Which is wonderfully liberating.

So anyway, here are a few photos from my birthday dinner:

Ajumma visor, sunglasses and cupcakes. What more could you want?

My good friend Jill gave me her most prized Korea posession - her ajumma hat. I could not have been more touched. But then I saw them. CUPCAKES. Which are my favorite things EVER. She and another of our friends, Andrea, had baked them for my birthday, and they were DELICIOUS. Hippy Barfday, Oldy indeed.

And yes. That can of pringles was full. I HAVE THE BEST FRIENDS EVER.

So awesome.

Anyway, that was my actual birthday celebration. Well part I, anyway. Part II will be this weekend...so excited! 

Oh another fun thing about celebrating a birthday on the other side of the world: You get to have a birthday for about 36 hours! Fantastic! 

 

Birthday post!

Argh it's been so long since I last posted! I know, I'm sorry. But the thing is...nothing much of consequence has happened around here lately. I know, I know, there are plenty of things that I could bring the funny on, like the dead atmosphere of the casinos around here, or the time I nearly was straight murdered by a taxi cab speeding through a red light, but I'm just feeling a little...uninspired lately. Deskwarming = not the fun ride you'd have thought it was. Basically I teach for a few hours in the morning, then go downstairs and do some coloring with smaller children for about 45 minutes, and then eat lunch, and then I watch Buffy. For hours.

But today! Today is my birthday.

Well sort of.

Technically, I was born at 9:15pm CST in a hospital (from what I understand, the same hospital as Garth Brooks) in Tulsa, Oklahoma. People of Earth, you're welcome. What this means, though, is that because of time travel, I will not *actually* turn 25 until 11:15am tomorrow morning. But the numbers on the calendar are right at this moment, so today's the celebration day.

Side note: given my awesomeness, why isn't this an intergalactic holiday?

So what am I doing for my birthday, inquiring minds want to know (and also the National Enquirer). Well let me tell you how my day is gonna go: when I get home from school, I will go home and have cake. I'm envisioning something moldy, out of Great Expectations.

Taste my delicious sadness!

And then it will be time for the main event. At this point, I'm imagining me in tattered clothes that were once nice, with a crazy look in my eyes, half-weeping and half-singing over lopsided candles on a lumpy cake that probably was made out of old rags and bits of garbage.

Channeling Miss Havisham.

I might put up a video of this, but it all might make you guys just too jealous. And I wouldn't want to that.

(Post-Script for people who might be a little worried, I will actually be celebrating with friends. But afterwords! Dickensian dystopia HERE I COME)