ammogirl

Ughhh my stupid leg issue issues are so annoying. I couldn’t even go running this morning. I mean, I woke up, got dressed, and made it halfway to the gym, but it was like this: step OW step OW step OW… so I started back for the dorm, and then thought “hmmm… let me just TRY running” – hush, I have never claimed to be smart – anddd, you can only imagine how that went. So, I hobbled back to my room, and… OKAY FINE I just want sympathy. Please send peanut butter fudge and chocolate covered caramels.

Oh, speaking of sympathy, would you agree that there is a difference – a slight difference, to be sure, but a difference all the same – between sympathy and compassion? Even though they are synonyms for each other? Well, okay, let me explain. To me, sympathy is saying: I feel bad for you, while compassion is ACTUALLY feeling bad for you. Am I wrong? AM I HEARTLESS??  If you are wavering on the issue, I am able to help you out a bit because life is good at times and gives me prime examples when I least expect them.  So: A Good Example of the Difference Between Sympathy and Compassion, by Toni Essoe (my sister)(older). Now, although Toni displays ’sympathy’ on a daily basis by saying “I feel bad that you can’t have your very favorite thing in the world, EVER, which happens to be Coldstone’s Ice Cream", she certainly does NOT display ‘compassion’ when she sends me an email that says “We just got Coldstone’s! Mud Pie Mojo for me!” That was a stab in the heart, people, don’t you agree? And exactly the most wrong day to tell me that. Because today is a day when I want to have cheesecake for breakfast, brownies for lunch, and ice cream for dinner. For snacks: chocolate. Any kind will do, as long as it is the kind that comes in large quantities.

I know I talk about this a lot, but I am days away from my 6 month mark here in Korea. I am beginning to realize why most people take their mid-tour around this time – because I am over this being away from my family thing, for realz. The days have been d r a g g i n g lately. Plus, the people I got here with are all getting ready to leave for thier mid-tours in the upcoming weeks, which makes it worse. My only consolation is when they get back from THIER mid-tour, they will still have five months left, but when I get back from MY mid-tour, I will have just under two months to go. But the deal is, people, I MISS YOU!! Well, those of you I know personally, of course. Those who I don’t know, I’m positive I would miss you, if had the opportunity to actually, you know, meet you.

Now, since I don’t want to leave you depressed due to the sudden realization of how much YOU miss ME, I will tell you a bit of good news: I no longer have to work both days of this weekend – I get Saturday off, and start again on Sunday. I like this. It makes me happy.

CIAO!