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Hypocritic advise

Hey bubblies!

I give so much advice that I don't take.

Take today for instance: I arrive at 한글날 around the time its ending.

I tell people to make friends but I do not. Its so sad because I could technically have lots of Korean acquaintances. But I keep thinking I do not want to come off as an infatuated person, or a korea-boo as its now called. Especially guy Koreans. Because I am biased towards Korean guys. Its not that I'll fall head over hills in love with them but just that I'll be physically attracted to them. And i hate it when my feelings and emotions are betrayed before I wish for them to be. And then with girls its hard to approach those that are already all cliquey,Korean or otherwise. Girls are scary. I feel as if after our interaction ill be the butt of their jokes forever and ever.  And finally maybe my interest is an infatuation and I don't want to feed it. Or maybe I'm just afraid of rejection and I want to aviod rejection by not asking in the first place.

I tell people to practice speaking in public. Matter of fact, I told this Korean guy to stop being scared of speaking English in public. And then I didn't speak a drop of Korean when I was surrounded by lots of Koreans. For instance, I knew Yeeun, my T.A from my last Korean class, but I did not go out of my way to greet her and have her remember me because she was with her posse; who by-the-way are all stylish pretty Korean girls. They were speaking Korean among themselves and I wasn't about to go up in there with my novice Korean. Brings tears to my eyes.

But I really do want to learn the language. I need lots of motivation. God help me!

Anyways, stay bubbly! And don't forget to thank Him who made your bubble.

TYB

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