Did you hear me singing that song I wrote for you?

I guess I'm starting to get a little homesick... I don't really know what its supposed to feel like, but I am thinking more and more about going home, being in Canada after this. My job has become a little, hmm, well boring I suppose, I mean the excitement is gone, its not necessarily boring though.
I was awake early this morning, or rather I was awakened early this morning. Frankie jumped on me at six am after we were out most of the night. Drowsy with sleep and hearing her say 'lets go' I dragged myself out of bed and threw on a shirt. I unwittingly followed her out the apartment and drank the wine she handed me. Suddenly aware that I was outside in my pajamas, and that it was light outside, I questioned her ' Where are we going? ' ,' to the beach to watch the sunrise ' she said ever so matter-of-factly, as though she were accustomed to doing this often.
'Oh. Wicked. '
The sun was bright pink and orange. The air was cool, and soft against my face.
As we stood there watching the sun rise over dalmaji hill, I recalled the sunday morning of Lauren's cottage party. I was awake early then too. I sat alone on the beach staring out towards the west and Korea, before anyone was up. Silently drinking and thinking of the other side of the planet. Now, I stood here, on the other side of the world staring back to the other side drinking and watching the sunrise. I was thinking about Canada, and thought it was funny to be here mirroring what I was doing there. I guess its just a testament to the fact that I haven't changed much. Even perhaps of my refusal to let the world change me. A testament to my aristotlean incontinence.
Shawn's computer took a turn for the worse so I probably won't be posting picture for awhile, but I will be taking some good ones. Catriona is coming next weekend, and I think we're gonna go to the aquarium, it also happens to be Hallowe'en. I'm excited.

The point's that there isn’t no romance around there

well its happened again, the promise, the lure of comfortable life has lead me into near disaster. I fall back into my same old escapes, hiding from my same old problems. Here I sit, trying to ignore the problems of real life waiting for them to resolve themselves. I really haven't changed at all. 'Let the world change you; and you can change the world'. I just seem incapable of change, incontinent in the face of adversity. I cannot find my Aristotlean catalyst, no matter where I look. I'm hoping, praying I get paid tomorrow, or Lord knows what i'll have to do. All this grand adventure may come to an abrupt and unpleasant end. Cross your fingers for me.

Anticipation has the habit to set you up...

The local bar, U2 bar, had a movie party last night. I should probably preface this with some information. The Pusan International Film Festival (hereafter referred to as PIFF ) runs from october 12th to the 20th. It is, allegedly, the eighth biggest film festival in the world. They are showing 245 films from 63 countries this year. It is a pretty big deal. The hotels are all booked up with international film stars, of the independent variety not the Hollywood variety. Of course most of them are asians, and I don't know any of them. They built stages and tents and even a temporary building on Haeundae beach, the most popular beach in Korea and conveniently located mere seconds away from Shawn's apartment. There are photographers, TV cameras and foreigners wearing badges and passes roaming the streets. Tickets sold fast. It is nigh impossible to get into a movie, the tickets were gone like hours after they went on sale. A few of my friends managed to get some, and to an english movie with Robbin Williams. So at the U2 bar last night there was a movie party, My Friend and His Wife, or something along those lines, I don't remember the Korean title. There were cast members and crew apparently all over the bar. It was packed. I ran into some people I met in Seoul. They had pictures of me on their camera. They remembered me thanks to my Kitchen Centre hat, they admitted. They were in Busan to go swimming with the sharks at Busan Aquarium, which is something I may consider doing at some point. So i hung out and talked with them for a while. I saw someone that looked familiar, tall caucasian guy. You know how sometimes you see someone you think you recognise, but your brain starts to rationalise saying why would they be here? what are the odds of that? That's what I was doing. I met a girl from Cherry Valley last week at U2 that knew the Tottles, and this week I think I see Jessie Denison from Wellington, Ontario in a bar in Busan South Korea. We were never in the same class but we both went to St. Gregory's elementary school and Nicholson Catholic College. I put it out of my head for a few minutes then as he is passing by I turn to him and say Jessie. He stops and says yeah holding out his hand. I say his full name to confirm that it is really him, and now he is looking a little confused. I shake his hand and tell him who I am. He's a bit blown away we're both laughing and he introduces me to his friend. He tells me that he was talking about my family today. Now I'm a bit blown away. He was talking to his brother Aidan and his friend Luke, and for some reason the story of how my younger brother threw up on him years ago comes up. I laugh. He's been in Korea for a month now, he is teaching in Daegu a city an hour or so north of Busan he and his friend were down for the weekend. Things just got more random. Even though its such a big world, its kinda small too. It's always nice to see faces that remember my own.

If it was on my mind I could drink a case of you....

I've had alot to think about lately. But right now I am just dead tired and can't manage any kind of coherent thought, so I'll keep this brief. I just got myself on facebook, so add me if you read this. It is currently 10:11 am local time and I slept for approximately 4 hours last night, on a love seat the length of my torso. Needless to say I am feeling repercussions from that sleep, or lack thereof. I am also feeling repercussions from the drinking I did last night. I remain hopeful at the prospects for monday and I get paid for my part time job today.

Sorry that I haven't been posting much if anyone is bothering to still check another update is on the way. I've just been out living more recently. I will be getting my first paycheck soon and my own place, I have been living out of a suitcase and on a couch for more than two months now. I last slept in my own bed on July 27th. Things are looking good, though. Tim is just waiting to get a job then he wil be over here and Lauren's visit is only a month or so away. It's a big Holiday in Korea right now, Chusok it's like thanksgiving. Spence has two couch surfers down from Seoul and one of them went to Guelph. The nights are starting to get colder but the days are still warm and beautiful. We're trying to milk the last few nice weekends at the beach, there will be plenty more time for indoor activities when winter comes. I was watching a televised Starcraft tournament the other day. They have Starcraft professionals here.
Everything (hopefully) will be coming together soon and I can finally get settled, but I've pretty much settled into life here, teaching can be fun and I'm enjoying it. The people here are great. The koreans are very polite and the foreigners are very cool. It's nice that the lifestyle here is so laid back (for us teachers anyways) it wasn't a big change, but I guess its a little disappointing that the foreign land doesn't seem so foreign.