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Networking

My fellow Chinese students and I were dying of boredom today in class. As far as our speaking teacher rocks, the 'homeroom' teacher (who covers grammar reading etc with us) is dull. After having a bit of nap and still nothing to do, I texted McCar. The story with McCar is as follows:
Last year, on a Friday, my dear friend P and I met at Apkujong with Z, a Kiwi girl we bumped into a week before in Iteawon. Z and P are delightful people, who guarantee fun and excitement. To make a short story even shorter we ended up pretty wasted in one of the posh soju bars (Gosh I better find it someday when I'm sober...). As the three of us are entertaining when drunk, we were soon joined by freshmen from a uni near P's and my school. Z started sulking about how hard it is to hook up with anyone descent. 'Phi' Isaid, 'see that guy, over there sitting with a freind and his girlfriend. I bet ya I can get him laid by the end of the night'. And with that I walked up to his table, sat down and struck up a conversation. Mind you, it was pretty hard: none of them spoke much English, and my Korean at the time was nonexistent. But I've always had good people skills and in no time I was friends with the girlfriend/boyfriend and the gonna-be-McCar was getting friendly under the table. The couple went to a norebang and MC suggested he drive me home. Now, that wasn't what I planed so I decided to change his mind. Using..uhmmm... body language? Well, I did such a good job, that we didn't have time for a motel. And that's how McCar became a McCar. I gave him my number and he called me several times, but due to the fact that none of us spoke our lingos (and I was sober) we didn't manage to meet. I was pretty sure I was part of his little legned, when he shagged a foreign girl in his (parents?) car.
So imagine my surprise when sitting in class is see his calling me on my phone. Now texting goes unnoticed, but I'm pretty sure the teacher would throw a fit if I answered a call in class. So I just texted him that I cannot talk now. Andforgot all about it, cause right after class I had some hand on hand Korean language experience at the dry cleaners and buying new sheets for my (tiny-winy) bed.
And he called me in the evening. As much as I have greatly improved in Korean since lat year, his English is still nonexistent. But we managed to have a decent conversation were we actually understood each other. He's still studying in one of the best unis in Korea (and in a department I want to study at...maybe I could use him to get in touch with one of the professors...), he's 2 years older than me (I was sure he was my age, but than the older the better) and was in about to have dinner (we still managed to talk for about 15 min...).
And he has a super sexy voice. So I'm hoping he can meet me on Saturday. Even though he shouldn't cause I have an exam on Sunday morning...But I'm thinking: it's a Korean language, right? And he only speaks Korean? So it's ok to study and have fun at the same time, right?

It took him exactly 2 weeks

to come down from his cloud. I don't wanna get into much detail but McSexy and I had a fight. And yes, it was trough skype. And we basically told each other some harsh stuff. And yes, I was pretty much hurt and humiliated. But than again, it was a relief to have said all the things that were on my mind.
Technically, this would mean the end. But I now know McSexy, and I knew all along he would get impatient, break in and contact me first. And it took him 2 weeks to write: 'what is going on with you?'.
I was really busy at the time and wrote back after 3 hours, that I'm fine how about you. It's his turn to ignore me for, oh let's say, about 2 days.
I know I said that I don't want to have anything to do with this guy ever again. And I'm not ready to get humiliated all over again.
But what can I do, when I'm pretty much constantly thinking about him (true, recently my thoughts were about how to make him hurt reall bad and beg me for forgiveness)...

Oops I did it again.

I have a horrible memory when it comes to names. Not just Korean. Any names. It is a bit embarrassing when I don't remember my class mates names. Thankfully my current colleagues (all Chinese) are all called something that rings a bell in my mind. So for example the girl next to me is Tanpong, which kinda sounds like 'Tampon'(sorry, that's what it really sounds like!). And than sitting behind me is Hui which sounds like Polish 'chuj' which basically means 'dick'.
Now the guys I mess around with.. they don't really have such inspiring names. So I have to think of nicknames in order to know who I'mtexting with or talking on the phone. Oddly enough the nicknames are kinda influenced by 'Grey's anatomy' (not my favorite show... but, yes, I'm an addict) So for last there's McBang (just called. damn, I forgot he had SUCH a sexy voice!) cause we had some fun in a DVD Room (DVD 방 - a place where a lot of young Koreans go to watch a movie and shag), McCar because... guess what, we did in his car, the Boy (was sweet and innocent), the Jerk cause he was into talking real dirty (I strongly believe that talking is to be saved for after sex...), McSexy... I don't know why I called him that - he never really deserved it in the first place. Now there is McBig (I don't really need to get into details, right?), McHans (majoring in German studies). And the Fan is back in the picture. Now he was last year studying with my friend P and myself last year in Seoul. Neither of us could figure out if he was gay or straight (That is if he was more into P or me). You see, he seemed to be flirting with both of us and we would constantly argue whose fan he was. Our last night in Seoul we all went out and we tried to get the Fan drunk to get the answer, but we went overboard and he got way too wasted to figure out the truth. I texted him last week and he was happy to hear from me.
My stupid school is forcing me to do a 3 day school trip. So no Seoul or Busan this week. On the plus side: I just made 4 bottles of soju drinks (pineapple and yogurt).

the pains of being pure at heart (student exchanges: the joys and horrors)

Everyone should go at least once for a student exchange, preferably to a far away country (I did Korea last year). It's probably the last real holiday before settling into that grown-up professional life. It's the constant 4/6/12 months weekend. It's the parties, the traveling, meeting new people, etc. that makes student exchanges wonderful. And yes, there's the sex. Most of us turn into whores on tequilas, even if we do have someone back home. Out of homesickness, loneliness but also to prove ourselves (to ourselves), to let our hair down and, well, because we're really horny and free porn is not exactly the thing.
But than again I'm not sure if I support this. Yes, I know, this is the queen of one night stands' talking. But than again I don't have anyone that trusts me. No one who would be hurt be my behavior.
Now my two very good (if not the best friends) K. and P. both have someone back home. Not too sure about P, but I'm sure K. is pretty serious with her boyfriend. I mean like: 'living together, being almost engaged' serious. But they met and decided to hook up for the next couple of months, assuming that since they both have someone this won't get too drama-like.
They are both wonderful people and they make a great couple. And I now I'm pretty deprived of any romantic feelings (especially now), but I do sense that this is becoming so much more than just friends-with-benefits.
And than there is the thing about hiding this whole 'romance'. We're all miles away from home, but it's a small world, especially in the expat community and there are a lot friends of friends who might just tell to K and P's partners. Ha! I've been even accused (via Facebook) by P's girlfriend of mingling with him. All because of a photo were the THREE of us (I know: threesome. But it wasn't) are in the same hotel room. Oh, hello tacky drama!
The thing is, as bad a person I might be, I'm not into lying. I believe that even the most horrible truth is better than a lie, especially towards a close person. And well, the fact that my friends are lying (and asking me to lie) is making me uncomfortable. Than again, I'm not exactly the person to lecture them.

About my humble life: MS is out of the picture (as much as it hurts - but I don't want to be humiliated again), met a guy in Busan (let's call him McHans - he studies German literature). Got a phone (YEAH!) and when I texted Mc Big he was head over heels. Lost wallet, but instead of going hysterical I'm calm as a cucumber (the visit to the police station was so cool!). Trying to ditch a boring school trip to go to Seoul on weekend.

I have better friends than I deserve

So I didn't break up into tears until I got home.
Mcsexy is the world's biggest jerk. As if I didn't know that...
But I got a huge load off my shoulders, so it should be getting better, right? I hope it does cause now I'm in pain I have never been before....

I take makkoli just fine

It's incredible, but somehow I never have headaches after makkoli (and everyone else does). Magic really! I can't do any kind of wine at all (which is shame, cause I love it), vodka and soju is fine until it isn't, cocktails are deceiving and beer makes me feel drowsy.

We had a teakwondo exam yesterday and after that there was party with (obviously) makkoli among other things. 곰 선배 (he seriously looks like a big teddy bear!) made delicious pajeon (파전 called the 'Korean pizza' although it's more like a veggy pancake). The 나쁜놈 (the sexy looking teacher) didn't come, to my dismay. But than again, he does have a girl friend, and I don't really want to mess with that.

Going to Seoul again tomorrow. McSexy called me (on skype, don't get your hopes high) to say I should somehow contact him when I'm in town to meet up 'for a coffee' (that's what they call it now? not 'fuck and go' anymore?). We'll see about that...