Leotard

Putting on a leatoard really puts things into perspective.

One, it makes me fully aware of all the lumps and bumps on my body that weren't there last time I put it on.

More so,

it makes me think back to just over 3 years ago, when I was still living in Japan. ... dancing a lot and really in shape. and I wonder if I'm ever going to be able to get back to that level again. It's been 3 years since my body has felt those muscles, has had those muscles, and been able to move in that "correct" of a way.

And I had such an amazing ballet teacher, one that I really never found in New York...

and here I am in a city where I don't speak the language, in some low level ballet class...

and I wonder(ed), am I in the right place?

and it made me kind of really sad.


One girl (who was really nice I should say) said to me, "You should learn Korean."

and I wanted to be like: "Look yo, I already spent years learning another Asian language, ok??"

(heh. But no in all deference to my Korean friends, I have actually learned... some. And I taught myself to read (super logical system). I don't know what the words mean (other than bibimbap, of course) but now, at least, I can read them to you. Oo! And I can now tell you if there is pork in onigiri (samgak kimbap). That's real mastery I tell you. Anyone who's interested, I highly suggest (and the Lonely Planet does, too ^^) learnkorean.com. )

So I really need to go to bed. (and finish up defining all the vocab in tomorrow's homework... buuuut, I think bed wins.)

Two of my friends from Japan are going to be in Korea this weekend!

Unfortunately, I still don't have much of a voice. (When will it come back when I have to teach for 6 hours a day??)


One of the best things ever is Korean pumpkin porridge.