You know what? I feel like stirring up some shit. What better place to do it than the internet?
There's a certain individual in the blogging community who has taken it upon herself recently to be the judge and jury of a few different things involving other foreign women in the ROK. Not me, mind you, although I do certainly feel lumped in with her all-too-original (and plainly familiar to us, via complete whackjob, sex-starved, angry-at-women in general foreign men in Korea) "American women are fatasses" commentary, which demonstrates both insight and a certain untouchable level of maturity and personal development.
Lately, she's hit on topics ranging from "I might have slept with your boyfriend -- oops!" to "Why don't you just speak Korean, if you're not going to go to the gym?" Her reasoning on that last one is based on the fact that she's here on scholarship, so if she can afford Korean classes, so can us working girls. No doubt she's on the same kind of scholarship I was on when I was working 30-40 hours a week during my full-time university load to barely make my rent and sometimes miss meals (not that she'd believe that last one, given what a fatass I am). That's how she can afford to go out clubbing all the time.
I mean, she knows we're working, but we're not working that hard. I'd be willing to bet this is definitely based on all the experience she's had with all the full time jobs she's held down in her lifetime.
I don't know why some people seem to get off on minding everyone else's business and hating on others. There seems to be entirely too much of that in the foreigner community here. I go out of my way to mind my own shit and not get in other people's faces. But if you want to go down that road, you'd better be ready to go all the way down it. There's nothing big about it. And one thing I can say is, this blog is not anonymous. People can -- and have -- recognize me out and put a face to the letters I put down here. I stand by what I say. I have at least that going for me. Dumbass move or not. I'm not ashamed.
I don't know if you other ladies haven't noticed what's been going down lately, or if you're just taking the high road and ignoring it. Me, personally, I'm not intimidated. This person seems to pride herself on being a bitch, but the thing about that is, there are always bigger (ha), badder bitches out there, honey. You'd better be careful or one of these days, you're going to run into one.
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13 comments:
Such drama in the expat community.
Lock n Load Liz.
I agree 100%. And find her recent posts infuriating. I hadn't heard of her until a few days ago when I saw the link on Hooking up in Hanguk. I really don't understand her mentality.
Ya see, Magnes, some bitches just don't know. And then yous got to educate them.
LMMIS -- She ain't infuriating-- don't mind her -- she's just really naive and unrealistic in her view of the way the world works, as well as a bit fucking insecure, based on the fact that she apparently wants to rip another girl's hair out, just for walking into the same club. I keep thinking, well she's a student -- maybe she's just 19 or something.
It's a shame, because in a lot of other ways, I think she's quite alright. But she needs to cool it with the viewing every other woman through the lens of some kind of competition. That shit just makes you unhappy, in the long run.
What's this all about, anyhow?
Well, mostly it's about me getting woken up by a dumbass bitch's phone call right as I was on the verge of deep sleep last night, getting pissed off because I couldn't get back to sleep, and deciding to make a blog post taking it out on some girl who ran her mouth a bit too much. But if you'd like me to be less specific, I'll send you the link! <3
Oh dear. Send the link! And then I'll make bitchy comments and complain about not smoking.
I still can't believe you quit. Quitter.
Nobody likes a quitter, Magnes.
You're right. I guess it bothers me because I would love to be able to take Korean classes, but I can't make it to Seoul with the hours I work, and I'm having trouble finding any in the city I work in. And because my friend spoke to me yesterday saying the similar kinds of snotty things.
But the "I may have slept with your boyfriend!" Part is so obnoxious and immature.
That's what I mean when I say she clearly doesn't understand what life actually consists of out here. I took a train for an hour and a half, both ways totaling 3 hours, to a two hour class three times a week for three months, after finishing my nine hours a day at work, six to seven of which were actual classroom time. In between, I had to finish lesson planning for 6 levelled regular classes and 5 afterschool classes a week. I woke up at 5 am, left my apartment by 7:30, and didn't come home until just after 10:30.
By the time the weekend came around, I was too exhausted to even bother trying to meet any of my friends in Seoul.
Clearly her stressful university life of doing her hair, working out, and hanging out in clubs and cafes has equipped her well to comment on what we've got going on.
As for the boyfriend thing, that was just tacky. I don't know what else to say about that. Other than homegirl's clearly got some issues she's not owning up to if it's not enough just to sleep with a guy, but she's got to get a public dig in at another girl in the process. Insecure, baby girl. Majorly insecure.
oooh send me the link! this sounds terrible/awesome.
Are you sure it is a female or is it another pathetic western male? There is at least one other 'female' blogger who acts so much like a complete tool that it is almost certainly a male pretending.
No she's a girl alright. Trust me on this one. Girls can be quite vicious themselves, you know.
There's an old joke from the simpsons about Gen xers. "We need another Vietnam to think out their ranks."
The Korean (or K-Pats as I've arbitrarily decided they like to be called) expat community could probably use a god culling. Then maybe I'll come back. Hell. I probably will anyway after I get shanked at work.
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