oh Monday….bakery, falling, twitter hacked, new guy hmm…

So today of course is Monday. Who likes Monday? Dragged myself out of bed to see that it snowed some more. I really don’t like snow anymore. Well when I have to walk more than a block or two in it. I’m tired of seeing it. I don’t like rain either or the coldness. Or really hot days. I like mild weather where I’m not going to melt or freeze instantly. *sigh* I don’t regulate temperature well at all.

Anyways, was walking and decided to go into Paris Baguette to grab a sandwhich thing just in case a taxi drive spotted me before I got to Dunkin Donuts to get my cinnamon raisin bagel that I get every morning (well almost every morning) on the way to work. Then I realized this is my last week with 6th graders me grab something. So I got some things and was heading out. Walking trying to be careful. And BAM~

Slid on the slight hill, fell and went into the road some. Lovely. I popped back up in less than 15 seconds but it hurts. It could have been worse if I wasn’t wearing layers. Let’s just say my body was still shaken up most of the day after that. Like my arm (the side I fell on) has the jitters since that happened. But I’m good, I’ve had way worse falls than that. 

So, get to school. Do the normal routine though I wasn’t as talkative as normal. Like I’m talkative anyways. Found out that my classes were canceled later, so that put my mood even further down.

Then right after that, found out my first twitter account was hacked not once but twice in the past week. This is like 4th time this has happened. So…I deleted it. I have another account I made in like 2011 when Miyavi was doing a lot of streaming stuff. So whatever I use that one more now anyways. So no hard feelings there really. Just don’t understand why I kept getting hacked. *sighs*

Next thing you know it was lunch time. I went in a bit early where hardly anyone was in there. My co-teacher was still in the room when I left. I got my food, sat down and ate. I didn’t say anything to anyone. Besides a simple head bow. Then my co-teacher came and was all “Why did you come alone?” Like she was kind of upset or something.

I’m like why does it matter? I came alone all before. Not the first time and not the last. Not like I have lunch conversations. I’ve probably held 5 in the past 6 months that I actually said more than 2 sentences. Yay~

Give me a freaking break. 

Plus I eat slow here in Korea. I think it’s because I’m so use with testing things to see if there’s anything that might kill me and if I like it. Plus it’s always super HOT. They just slurp it all down. I don’t slurp. Sorry, I was raised not to do that, so yeah…I have to blow my food to cool it down so I can eat it.

Anyways, while eating I noticed other teachers looking and I heard my name. Did I care to look up and see what they were talking about? Nope. I know they mentioning the way I take my time and the way I eat my soup nicely. Who cares?! Like seriously?! omg… I know if I look up they will try to ask questions. I just didn’t feel like talking and today was already pretty crappy. Just let me be.

Then of course more teachers come and some leave. Just in time for a few seats to open up around me. Who pops up?

You guessed it. Everyone should know by now.

Lovely new guy.

It seems it doesn’t matter when I go he’ll somehow show up around the same time. Early, in between, late? He’s there too.

Of course he ends up right beside me again. While I’m eating a tangerine. I always eat my fruits last. He took his time to sit down. You can tell he wanted to say something. But see what had happened was…I didn’t even look his way as he sat down. I acted like he wasn’t even there and continued to daze off into lala land while eating my fruit. I was ignoring everyone, so it’s not like I had it out for him or something. Anyways, I was finishing one and about to start another. Once I finished that one. I was like “YES I CAN ESCAPE~” 

Nope

Cleaning lady handed me another one. I love her because she’s awesome. She’s always looking out for me in the smallest ways. But today I was like WHY?! That’s another at least 3 minutes at the table. 

He paid attention to every movement. Why? Just why oh why? 

I need to make a song called Why oh why? First “African American (even though I’m mixed with a ton of stuff that’s how they’d market me lol) K-Pop star”

Side note, I’ve also noticed he doesn’t pack his mouth completely full anymore since he’s been eating around me. Did I rub off on him? Oooo But he seems a bit nervous now when I do glance over. It’s kind of hilarious. Like he doesn’t expect me to realize he’s staring. It’s like dude you feel when you are being stared at. At least I do. Plus he’s barely eating properly because his attention is somewhere else.

Anyways, I finish eat and it’s like YES~ let’s make a run for it before anyone puts more stuff on my tray since it was practically empty (I’m finishing my tray more now ^^) They are trying to make me gain my weight back though asking if I want more food. It’s like…uh…no thanks. 

So, normally when new guy is beside me and I’m about to leave he gets a bit antsy. This time not so much, but he moved his seat out slightly where I barely had room to squeeze by. He normally would go out of his way to make sure anyone can get by. Not today. Oh no. New guy wasn’t moving. 

I looked at the spot I had to get through and was like O.o “omg can I make it? Thank goodness I lost some weight.” Seriously, if I didn’t, there’s no way in the world I would have made it pass him. I still brushed him slightly. ugh…but he didn’t move. Like WHY?! Trying to keep me at the table? Come on…

*sigh* so after escaping. I did my normal routine of brushing my teeth. Then I get coffee after lunch now. Why? I don’t know. It doesn’t keep me awake. It does warm me up some. Maybe that’s why. *shrugs* 

Then the kids are still practicing instruments in my room after lunch. Today there were more. Some were goofing around making me laugh. This is why I love the kids. Then after 2 and half hours they finished and I was left alone. My co-teacher came back just to play solitaire on the computer basically and talk a little. 

Next thing you know. FINALLY 4:40pm and I can go home. I’ve never been so happy. I stretched before it came because I was going to walk home. I know I know after I fell this morning. But it was all gone this afternoon besides on the sides so I was good. 

So, I’m walking, listening to Xia Junsu like I have for the past two weeks. Wishing that my eyes didn’t water in the cold weather. But other than that was enjoying my walk. 

Then it happened. The slow driving car. I can feel it and I knew it was going to stop. I’m like -.- 何ですか?(I always ask myself “what is that?” in Japanese before any other language. Ok some times I go “Was ist das?”  (German) Don’t ask. I don’t even know why. It’s just part of my vocabulary.)

Anywho, I’m thinking “Don’t let it be who I think it is…please please…” *pulls out earbuds and turns slowly* “Lord…please let it be someone else.”

Who is it?

New guy…again.

Throwing stuff from the passenger seat to the back, puts down the window and says, “Aisha~Get in.”

*sigh* Not “I’ll give you a ride.” or “I’ll give you a lift.” 

“Aisha~ Get in.” 

What is this? That is a straight up demand. 

How do you respond to that? Can’t keep walking. You have to get in. *eats sandwich* Then of course we say nothing the entire ride. I just look out the window. I want to say something then I stop. It’s horrible. 

Then he told me he was going to the subway station and will drop me off not too far from my place. Which is like “ok…” He could have just passed me by instead of going through the trouble, but he didn’t. Ah~ probably doesn’t help I posted I fell this morning. More than likely he saw that. -.-

I don’t know what to think about new guy right now. I feel conflicted.

I need to give him something though to show thanks for all these rides.Don’t want him thinking I’m a rude person. Even though I do say thanks, but still. I might stop by the cafe tomorrow to pick up a slice of cake or something. *shrugs*

Anyways, until next time~

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