Why I Joined – And Stayed In – A Choir

It's hard to explain why I kept going. Those first rehearsals were not great for me, confidence wise, and I nearly stopped going because I didn't think I was cut out for it. Choir was ten years behind me and I just couldn't do it anymore. I couldn't feel the harmonies anymore. I felt like every single note I was singing was wrong.

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The Differentness of Things: Korea Round 2

About a week ago, a friend from home asked me whether or not Korea was treating me better this time around. I didn't give a particularly good answer, but I did promise to blog about it when I'd had some time to think. While it's difficult to determine offhand whether it's worse or better, I have found … Continue reading The Differentness of Things: Korea Round 2

Reality Hits: When the Elation of Returning Home Starts to Wear Off

I love to sing. I sang in choir when I was in high school. But I didn’t like being in my school’s choir. It was a rather notorious organisation – infamous for the fact that once one joined, one was unable to leave. It wasn’t until my final year at school that we were allowed – … Continue reading Reality Hits: When the Elation of Returning Home Starts to Wear Off

“Was it worth it?”:  of Value and Regret

Was it worth it? People don't ask this as often as they tell me that I've changed, but if I'm honest, I think this is a much more valuable and interesting question. It requires insight, and perspective that I might not have this early into my return home. It's also a question I've been considering … Continue reading “Was it worth it?”:  of Value and Regret

“You’ve Changed”: On Coming Home and Facing the Accusation of Change

You’ve changed. People are fond of telling me this – so fond of reminding me that Heather-of-five-plus-years-ago would not have said/done/thought/dressed as I do now. As an observation, this is a harmless sentiment. People change. I too have noted how my friends have become different from who they once were, and been surprised by who … Continue reading “You’ve Changed”: On Coming Home and Facing the Accusation of Change

Yes, I Hate My EFL Job

The things that make me hate it are smaller, more specific things related to my work environment. They're the kinds of things that you could find in any job. I'll admit that sometimes the things that bug me about my job are exacerbated by the fact that I'm in Korea. And while it would easy for me to look at my situation and say "Because Korea!", I know it wouldn't be true.