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Photo of the Day: Tuesday 21st October.

Polish stories for children, September - October 1988.

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I got a new phone the other day. I treated myself to a Galaxy S5. The whole process was a hell of a lot easier than trying to get a phone in Korea, even accounting for the language barrier. I just walked in, chose my phone and my contract and that was that. I was going to go for the Alpha as it’s Samsung’s latest, but the camera on the S5 is better, and that’s a priority for me. You can’t really get year contracts here though, so I had to get a two-year one. I don’t know if that means I will still be here, but I can buy my way out of the contract if I pay off what I owe for the phone, so it’s nice to have the option there.

Of course, a new phone meant a new number, which meant trying to work out the easiest and quickest way to transfer all my contact numbers and Kakao and Whatsapp etc. I am not the fastest when it comes to new technology, but I got there eventually and the apps do most of the hard work for you as I discovered. As I finally let go of my Korean number – sniff sniff – (linked to both Kakao and Whatsapp), I must have come up as a new contact in all my friends’ contact lists. Friends on Kakao of course include a bunch of ex-students; though as most have their Korean names and photos of celebrities I don’t really know who’s who anymore. But one of them messaged me today! So sweet, and I had a little pang of… I am not sure what. I certainly don’t miss Korea, but I do miss a lot of my ex-students and I really miss teaching. She’s at middle school now – so grown up. We had a little chat and she even updated me on another one of the students. So adorable. 

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reasonsmysoniscrying:

"They met Iggy Pop."Submitted By: Anna S.Location: California, United States

reasonsmysoniscrying:

"They met Iggy Pop."
Submitted By: Anna S.
Location: California, United States

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Photo of the Day: Monday 20th October.

Flowers growing out of the wall.

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Pedicures are a necessary evil, in my opinion. I have super sensitive feet, so it takes all I have not to flail around wildly when my feet are being scraped, scrubbed, buffered, etc. I used to go for pedicures with Blythe back at the Green Turtle in Seoul and she sat stoic getting hers done, while I was being a big baby about the whole procedure. I looked possessed – laughing slightly manically, writhing around, holding on to whatever I could to try and stop moving around so much, forcing myself not to kick the poor pedicurist in the face.

On Saturday I went for a pedicure at a local place and it was good. I still flailed, but gripped onto the chair arm for dear life so as not to make a total tit out of myself. The woman sitting next to me couldn’t help but laugh though, and she was well within her rights to do so. She, of course, barely even flinched throughout the whole thing, whereas there I was, resembling the mother out of Beetlejuice when she is taken over by Beetlejuice himself and starts dancing and singing round the dining room table.

Why do I put myself through it? Because I like having nice feet and the end result always justifies the means.

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Photo of the Day: Sunday 19th October.

Scales.

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loki-has-a-tardis:

This is honestly the best poster I have found in a while supporting breast cancer awareness. I am honestly so sick of seeing, “set the tatas free” and “save the boobies”. There is no reason in hell a life threatening, life ruining disease should be sexualized. “Don’t wear a bra day,” go fuck yourselves. You’re not saving a pair of tits, you’re saving the entire package: mind, body, and soul included. Women are not just a pair of breasts.

(via the-exercist)

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humansofnewyork:

"My mom died in August."
"What was your favorite thing about her?"
"Her sense of humor."
"What was the time you most appreciated her sense of humor?"
"Probably when I was in high school and she walked in on my girlfriend and I going at it. I was too embarrassed to go back home, so she called my girlfriend, and asked to speak to me. When I got on the phone, she said: ‘Bet you went soft pretty quick there, huh?’"

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"Oh my God, what if you wake up some day, and you’re 65, or 75, and you never got your memoir or novel written; or you didn’t go swimming in warm pools and oceans all those years because your thighs were jiggly and you had a nice big comfortable tummy; or you were just so strung out on perfectionism and people-pleasing that you forgot to have a big juicy creative life, of imagination and radical silliness and staring off into space like when you were a kid? It’s going to break your heart. Don’t let this happen."

- Anne Lamott (via awelltraveledwoman)

(via imsureitslovely)

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