Life in Seogwipo, Korea... where to begin. I guess I will have to do what I wasn't going to with this blog. I cannot bother to edit my life thinking that my family might be reading this blog, therefore, I will be upfront and honest. Sorry gramma... I won't be giving you my blog address. I am your reformed little angel spreading his wings overseas and finally maturing as a human being. The crazy stuff is the interesting stuff more often than not... to me at least if i am choosing to read something. At least if I document this shit, I can possibly(?) learn from it. At least I can reflect upon it later if I find myself in a sorry state of "whoa is me" and check myself.
For some reason I always create these "situations" usually due to excessive drinking that are fucked up, shameful, absent minded but hilarious to others, somewhat funny to me and make me out to be a complete asshole to those directly and indirectly by proxi who may have been involved. Other times alcohol has absolutely nothing to do with the shit I come across that drives me nucking futs.
I have found that it is incredibly easy to lose friends before you even make them. This is due to my snap judgement mentality. It only takes me two to three times (sometimes two to three minutes/hours) hanging out with someone new before a personality flaw that instantly, or will eventually drive me batty, rears its head in a social situation. My senses are highly acute while drinking under the influence of a threshold that lies between four and eight beers. Anything more than that and I sometimes turn into a hyper critical being with an out of control mouth and sloppy faculties (those that know me well might attest that "sometimes" is an unrealistic figure, but "always" is just as inaccurate).
This might explain my general disgust with many people that hang out in drinking establishments. I am positive that the likes of a person of my caliber pisses a multitude of others off. I can recall going out of my way numerous times where I am purposeful in attempting to agitate the crowd gathered that I disdain so much. I am not really proud of this and I am surprised that I haven't got my ass beat more often, especially since I do this whether I have friends around me or not. I do believe that the older I get I am more conscious about my surroundings and attempt to avoid such confrontations... until the lights go out.
Why do I find most people so lame??? I do have some really solid best fucking friends though. These guys all come from different backgrounds and lifestyles but we vibe together, the best of friends. Not all together at once though, mostly one on one or small groups. I have only made a few in the last ten years, all in Hawaii. The rest are from my hometown (or I met them there) and a few I met in Alaska. Good friends are hard to come by and the world is filled with kooks if you ask me... but we do gotta try to all get along somehow in this crazy-ass-fucked-up world we live in. There are good times awaiting you around any bad corner of the block you might have just come around, so it is worth it to dust off the bike and get back on.
In the subsequent posts I hope to shed some light on life in Korea beyond the bullshit that is going to fill these pages. I cannot promise weekly updates just yet, but i hope to get back on the keyboard soon to write about my New Year's alone on Jeju Island, Korea... stay tuned.