I'm tired Korea. I'm tired.

I don't necessarily want this to be a Debbie Downer post, but it will most likely be. Sorry. The past week has literally been my breaking point. I've reached my limit of what I can handle. For starters, I've had the pleasure to listen to construction workers drill holes in the street at 7:45 am for the past two fucking days. This drilling continues to last the entire day, which I know because I come home for lunch and the annoying sound of drill entering cement is still going on. I also have to enter a construction site to enter my building -- I'm literally walking down this [pictured] street while an excavator is loading dirt into a dump truck. Now mind you, I don't tend to carry hard hats in my purse so I'm praying debris wont come crashing down on my head killing me instantly. As I was walking home today, the drilling looks complete however the construction is not done. 

There's just a lot of annoying things going on at work again. A student was taken out of my kindergarten class and put with another teacher. This had absolutely nothing to do with me. It was completely down to try and make the other class a little bigger and add a male student to make two. So I completely agree that this was a necessary move. I just don't agree with how it was handled. If I'm the teacher (which I am) I should be informed on what the hell is going on, but no. I found out about this on Monday by walking in on a conversation two other teachers were having. As I asked questions to figure out why and who will be moving I suggested all teachers have a meeting to decide on who will be moving or at least get us all on the same page. Now I definitely understand if my supervisor did not want to have a meeting, but I should still have been informed. I tried asking numerous times about who/when the student would be moved, but no one seemed to either A. want to tell me or B. didn't know. My last conversation ended with me telling my supervisor to please tell me when something is decided. I found out the next day by the student's new teacher asking me if I got the memo. I responded with, "of course I didn't." She then informed me with what was going on.

I know this does not sound like a huge deal and independently it really isn't. HOWEVER, two other co-workers of mine do not have hot water because the bill was never changed into their account. They've been here five-six months now. Not only do they not have hot water, but they have to pay the past 6 months of bills. This also happened to me except and thank-god it was only with my home phone. Another co-worker will be finishing her contract July 27th, but because of "confusion" she now is working until August 5th. We also don't have a replacement for her yet. Yay.

Overall, I really miss common courtesy, quietness, personal space boundaries and organization at work.

On a better note, Mud Festival was an absolute blast. The beach was packed full of foreigners (~60%) while the rest were Koreans. I didn't do anything crazy. It was just a lot of playing in the mud, hanging out on the beach, swimming in the sea, repeat. I was up until 4:30/5 am Saturday, which I regretted the next day. I would definitely do it again -- it was just nice to hang out with old friends as well as meet some great people.