Let's say...you have a job where you work 18 hours a week, able to coordinate the material you are teaching, you have basically 4 months of PAID vacation because of the breaks between university semesters, and have an apartment that is paid for. Why would you want to leave that position, especially when you aren't positive about what you want to pursue next?
People have asked me that, why did I leave that in Korea to come back to the struggling U.S. economy?
Although it scares me to wonder how long it will take me to secure a job here, I don't regret my decision to come back. What I am certain of, is that it is not my long-term dream to stay in Korea as an English teacher. Therefore, even though the future is cloudy, why WOULD I stay there? I am so young, and there are a lot of opportunities and paths that I could take. If I am certain I do NOT want to stay on one path, despite the perks, why would I waste my time doing that. The more time I spend in that position, the time I'm losing to be proactive on my search to find what is right for me.
Practically every day I have been applying to jobs. I know that if I stay persistent with a positive attitude, I'll find something. whew...
Tuesday, March 29, 2011
Thursday, March 24, 2011
Who or What Inspires you?
The people who truly inspire me the most are the people who have spent their lives doing what they love to do, and are able to look back on their life and say “if I died today, I would be happy with the way I lived my life.” A perfect example of this kind of person is one of my coworkers at the university. He is a South African older man who has fallen down mountains, scuba-dived in places all over the world, served in the military in Angola, worked on conservation projects, raised two beautiful children, and has been a teacher his entire professional career. Our endless conversations always bring a story of his to the surface and I listen in awe. Before I came to Korea, I figured I would spend a year working, then return to the U.S. and work a “safe” office job in Human Resources, working my way up from a stuffy office or corner cubical behind a desk. However, my experiences from this year and getting to know people like my coworker has inspired me to uncover my passions and things that excite me about life and to follow that path. I am truly grateful for knowing a person like him and I think he influenced my life and time in Korea more than he will ever know.
I actually wrote the above a little bit before I had left Korea...
As I'm job searching, I cannot forget this and must remind myself to continuously push myself in the direction I want to go. A great friend of mine shared this wonderful quote with me today "Man cannot discover new oceans unless he has the courage to lose sight of the shore.”-Andre Gide
I actually wrote the above a little bit before I had left Korea...
As I'm job searching, I cannot forget this and must remind myself to continuously push myself in the direction I want to go. A great friend of mine shared this wonderful quote with me today "Man cannot discover new oceans unless he has the courage to lose sight of the shore.”-Andre Gide
Tuesday, March 22, 2011
Learning how to be at home
My last post left off saying that it has been a process being home. What I mean by that is that it's been hard figuring out how I fit back into life here...the lifestyle, and friends' lifestyles, etc...
I'm wondering if other young people who return from being abroad feel the same way. I feel like over the past year I have outgrown this place, and the things that people around me are interested in. I'm scarred from my first night out which was going out downtown...I have not been back DT since and have no desire to. 2 out of the 3 times I have gone "out" have been a major disappointment. And, honestly- it isn't because of the fact this is Minnesota, it has been because of the people.
A friend of mine told me not to spend too much time worrying about how I, after a year of being gone and a year of growing, fits back into MN life. I should let my surroundings adapt to me, not the other way around.
I've begun applying for jobs outside of Minnesota, primarily in Chicago. As a young adult back from being abroad, I feel like there is no more room for me to grow in Minnesota for now. There is nothing tying me down, and this place has nothing to offer me at the moment. I currently feel like I'm back pedaling being here...or at best, at a stand still. Job searching can be tough, but you just have to stay persistent. I'm determined to continue growing and living my life.
I'm wondering if other young people who return from being abroad feel the same way. I feel like over the past year I have outgrown this place, and the things that people around me are interested in. I'm scarred from my first night out which was going out downtown...I have not been back DT since and have no desire to. 2 out of the 3 times I have gone "out" have been a major disappointment. And, honestly- it isn't because of the fact this is Minnesota, it has been because of the people.
A friend of mine told me not to spend too much time worrying about how I, after a year of being gone and a year of growing, fits back into MN life. I should let my surroundings adapt to me, not the other way around.
I've begun applying for jobs outside of Minnesota, primarily in Chicago. As a young adult back from being abroad, I feel like there is no more room for me to grow in Minnesota for now. There is nothing tying me down, and this place has nothing to offer me at the moment. I currently feel like I'm back pedaling being here...or at best, at a stand still. Job searching can be tough, but you just have to stay persistent. I'm determined to continue growing and living my life.
Monday, March 21, 2011
Welcome home
It's been awhile since my last post and I usually post on my tumblr but I think I'm going to start writing here instead.
February 23, 2010 I arrived back in South Korea to go to work, and over a year later, February 28, 2011 I returned to the states. A year went by incredibly fast and sometimes it seems like it was all just a dream.
I was coming back over excited to see my friends and family and to be surrounded by America again. Friends of mine who have gone abroad for a long time, a year or more, and gone back warned me that reverse culture shock may sneak up on me just because we don't expect to feel any shock since it is "home." Sound advice I thought, and I arrived back in America with no expectations on how life would now be.
It was odd...for the first couple of days I honestly would look around self consciously half expecting people to stare at me because I was a Korean looking person speaking English, but of course, no one noticed. I was appalled that I would have to pay $3.00 for a bottle of water at the SEATAC airport...and had to let my eyes adjust to the number of overweight people and people who didn't care what they looked like and walked around with their ass crack hanging out of their dirty sweatpants. Welcome home!
As of today, it has been three weeks since I've been back and I can honestly say that it has been a process...
February 23, 2010 I arrived back in South Korea to go to work, and over a year later, February 28, 2011 I returned to the states. A year went by incredibly fast and sometimes it seems like it was all just a dream.
I was coming back over excited to see my friends and family and to be surrounded by America again. Friends of mine who have gone abroad for a long time, a year or more, and gone back warned me that reverse culture shock may sneak up on me just because we don't expect to feel any shock since it is "home." Sound advice I thought, and I arrived back in America with no expectations on how life would now be.
It was odd...for the first couple of days I honestly would look around self consciously half expecting people to stare at me because I was a Korean looking person speaking English, but of course, no one noticed. I was appalled that I would have to pay $3.00 for a bottle of water at the SEATAC airport...and had to let my eyes adjust to the number of overweight people and people who didn't care what they looked like and walked around with their ass crack hanging out of their dirty sweatpants. Welcome home!
As of today, it has been three weeks since I've been back and I can honestly say that it has been a process...
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