What's in a name?

All right so my big boss (to be referred to as Prof. Jabba Pork from now on) does not know how to spell my name.  After a year of working under him, he still doesn't know how to spell my name-I don't even know if he even knows my name.  The worst part is that my name has the exact same pronounciation as a Korean word!  Frankly, I find it insulting that Jabba Pork doesn't know my name!   In a formal letter, he sent me, he called my Prof.  Dishy.  To be honest, couldn't this appear to be sexual harassment.  It's kind of like saying Dear Prof. Hottie isn't it?   Hey u, Dishy...what are you up to this weekend?-This can totally be construed as being inappropriate, right? I really would like to, one day, have a boss who can write my name and say it correctly.  I mean...in Korea...I really don't think Professors whose names are Park or Lee would like it if I called them Prof. Prick or Prof. Pee-well, to their faces I mean.  (Perhaps behind their backs would be o.k.).  Anyway, I still don't understand how they can screw up my name!  It's not like I have a very long last name...it isn't Kawadlaiagaontraigijigaga-although there's nothing wrong with this last name. If I ever had children, I wouldn't mind giving them a last name like that-in a way..they would definitely have an edge in learning the alphabet quicker than most!  Maybe I should have a last name like that...so that Jabba Pork can work on his English skills.    Anyway, that's just my 2 cents...if you have any further thoughts on this matter..feel free to comment.

Darth Sidious the Transgender

Well...here goes...in the middle of my contract last year, we acquired a new director in our program-who we will fondly refer to as Darth Sidious-he is the one who turned Darth Vader to the dark side-to all those who don't know (which if you don't, I strongly suggest renting the Star Wars movies and seeing them because you are such a loser for not knowing!).  So, to continue, Darth Sidious is the epitome of evil as is our director.  OH...I forgot to add our director is female but to be honest, with this particular female, it is hard to tell.  She isn't very female-like for a Korean girl....who are known to be cute and always want to please their man.  She is and does neither.
Anyway, I have to go back to work in a week and I was recently told that in addition to working the hours we work, we will now have to work Saturdays and she is planning on cutting our winter vacation in half.  So, instead of a month off, we will have 2 weeks off.  So much for taking off early and getting on with my 7 month intense fat free diet and exercise regime!  I am so annoyed...where are her priorities???
To be honest, my priorities are definitely not with work either...as you can tell...I am losing my enthusiasm for work here-I'd rather be fixated on my body than work.  As for Darth Sidious the Transgender, I am curious to find out what other fiendish little changes she has in mind for us....

Laser Hair Removal-a godsend

OMG!  About a month ago, I discovered from a friend of mine that one can get something called LASER HAIR REMOVAL!  As one of those dorky, hairy teens called gorilla, needless to say I was all agog to hear about this new advent in hair removal.  One of my ex-boyfriends even broke up with me because of this very unseemly unwomanly characteristic of mine.  He was an ass and let's just say he got his in the end so no big deal but unfortunately, I'm still self-conscious about it.  Well, girls and perhaps some hairy gay guys would like to know,  it involves 4 to 5 treatments over a 5 to 6 month period.  And guess what, it's CHEAP in Korea.  So guess what I'm going to be up to over the next few months-you guessed it-laser therapy!  I am so excited about this!  I am looking forward to 10 minute showers-no more shaving armpits, or any other hairy parts....I am thinking full body hair removal.  In your face, mr. ex bf .  I will be like the new and improved hairless chick sans albino.
The other wonderful thing that I've been up to is spending time with my personal trainer.  Who has been whipping me into shape.  Of course, I've only been doing this for a month during my vacation...and nearly being in my mid-30s has been slowing me down a bit. My 3 year old nephew is still able to spin circles around me. Being around him is like being with a black hole-except he's sucking the energy from me but he's so damn beautiful, I find myself forgiving him for that.  Anyway, getting back to my trainer-I am worried that as soon as my holidays are up and I end up back to work-that the stress of work will slow me down further and I won't be able to do sports-which I hate not doing btw.  All you 20 year olds out there-you have no idea how much I miss my old body.  Recently, I was in Punta Cana surrounded by topless women in bikinis-well thongs!  How can I compete with that and work at the same time???  A girl needs food.  So, yeah...I was the only loser in a tankini-damned if I want anyone to see my rolls.  Hopefully, in another year...I will get my old body back...groan...it's like Homer Simpson and his eternal struggle.....I always have that picture in my head when I think of putting on a pair of size 2 trousers....THE ETERNAL STRUGGLE...

Busan Bites

Well....after my tumultuous year in Anjung, I decided to head to another part of South Korea-the name of which is Busan.  Busan is a CITY next to the SEA.  Those of you who know my fascination with the SEA, will understand my thrill of excitement to live next to it.  So, regardless, I was happy to be here.  Just as an aside, I had already lived here for 3 years and loved it when I was here before so it was like returning to a happy place.  I came back to this city last year.  However, it was a mistake to come back.  There is an old adage: 'Never go back, move forward' or something along those lines.  In some ways, it was good to come back because it was good career-wise but life-wise, it was a bit of a mistake.  I've lost a lot of people in my life, some more important to me than others and I have to admit, I am looking forward to moving on from this place and going home for good.  I might have to change my career again but I'm hoping that my colorful past will help to add to my new life at home.   
Anyway, I am planning on writing some funny anecdotes of my life in this country-my last 6 months here-which will help me to deal with my transition period that will soon take place.