Oh bondage! Up yours!

Feeling a bit scrappy tonight for no particular reason. Had a lovely last day with the boys, who have declared themselves my eternal "camp students". I introduced them to a very popular seonbae of theirs when he came in to say hello, but of course they clammed up and refused to show him how good their English is. They've already put in several requests for summer camp and took about 20 minutes to say goodbye. It's already making me think about July rolling around and whether or not I'll get offered another re-sign at my school. I want to see these guys graduate.

After they left, I spent a couple of hours in the downstairs office practicing my Korean with the other teachers, then back up to the fourth floor, where my guitar students came down for a break from the music room upstairs. Deskwarming's not so bad when you can manage to be a bit social, I guess.

Something strange is going on with this musical tomorrow. The whole situation is a bit strange to begin with, with the three guys from New Year's Eve, but the only one who isn't working tomorrow night is the one I nearly got into a scrap with at the hof, and then ended up swearing eternal bro-ship with. He's a little bit been trying to play things from both ends with me and JH, which is what got me turning all ghetto to begin with -- you don't fuck with me, you don't fuck with my girl friends, and you sure as hell don't fuck with me and my girl friends.

I have to be careful when I'm drinking. I imagine most of the time I maintain a fairly dignified presence, if I do say so myself, and I'm a pretty quiet person unless I'm with close friends. But if I get too much alcohol in me and someone presses the right buttons, I can go full-on scary-as-hell-street-bitch in about thirty seconds. Which is what happens when some big as hell muscle guy I hardly know tells me to "mind [my] own business". I'll show you minding your fucking business in a minute if you don't sit down and shut your fucking mouth....

You get the picture. Anyway, afterward we drunkenly bonded about protecting friends and it was all gravy. I can't imagine why the timid little glasses wearing guy who had been, up until that point while I was still shyly muttering in broken Korean, relentlessly and shamelessly pursuing me suddenly backed off -- can you? It's all part of my charm, kids.

Anyway, Big Guy tried it on via text message for a couple of days afterward, but I made it quite clear that I have no intentions of playing any fucking games where my friendship with JH is involved, and I'm certainly not interested enough in him to put things with JH at risk, so that's not going down. Now, apparently, he's looking for someone "for me" for this damn musical tomorrow night. I was confused at first, when JH said the third one, who is a fucking adorable tiny little guy, and the only one who would admit straight out that he's a womanizer, had work and couldn't make it, and that Big Guy is "trying to find someone else". Well, doesn't JH have another friend she could invite? Or I could see if any of my friends want to come...

No! You should let him choose someone for you!

I...

Oh, Koreans. God forbid anything not be about matchmaking ever. I'm fucking terrified to see what this guy rustles up at the last minute. But as long as he can take my attitude as well as Big Guy and Little Guy did, then I'm sure we'll be alright. Like I said, I'm feeling scrappy. Nothing better to take that out on than some random new guy. If Big Guy produces someone who can stand up to it, then who knows? That having been said, I should probably start getting my place cleaned up.

Strange. I can't seem to stay out of these situations for long.