| FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFhttp://www.feministing.com/archives/011190.html
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| Hi ERRRRRRRRRBODYI am writing this from the office in the middle school where I work. I'm not sure I should be here, but I've been without internet for a good week. That's like not being able to poop for a week. It hurts after so long and after a while it's all you can think about. Now I'm totally pooping all I want right now. I'll write a much more substantial update later, but for now, I'll just say that I've been teaching for almost a week and all I have to say is "FREAKING TEENAGE BOYS AUUUUUUGH"
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| HOW DOES I ENGLISH TEACH?do any of you know any good in class english-learning games that middle school boys would enjoy? I've mentally blocked my childhood from my consciousness and cannot think of what the hell kinds of games we played when I was in school. kthxbye.
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| Hi, Everybody!Hi everyone that reads this thing. If you weren't aware, I made plans for a year abroad in Korea. Actually, I'm here. I made it to Icheon, the city I'll be working in, in one piece and now I am leeching off of someone's wireless internet at my grandmother's farm.
Anyway, I had a blogspot before and now I am reactivating it to create my official abroad blog. Blogspots are for sharing your abroad experience, after all. Xanga is the online dump of teenage angst and wordpress is for bloggers who blog for a living. Everything has a purpose.
Part of the reason I chose to do this was to share the same experience that so many of our mutual, college graduate friends and acquaintances are having right at this moment. I'm talking about that experience of really being on your own, having to deal with new responsibilities and learning to juggle them all in a new environment. I, on the other hand, still feel like I am at home, where I am constantly coddled like a child.
I am very, very grateful for all the help I've gotten so far. Please don't think I am an ungrateful bastard. But I would have liked to have at least talked to the Vice Principal before my father did, my father who politely asked this Vice Principal to take care of me and make sure I don't do too much drinking and make sure I eat well. My face sure will be red when I actually meet the guy in person.
Anyway....zombieshakespeare.blogspot.com.
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