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On the train: Cause & Effect's Another Minute. Didn’t have the energy to change the disc and so I listened to its entirety about three times. Know the whole damn thing by heart now. That’s not necessarily a bad thing….
I tried to get out early and to Ewha, but my body is still trying to recover from all the activity of the last few weeks and I found myself trapped in that weird consciousness where I want to wake up but I can’t. I try and try to mentally pry myself from my bed but the weight of my body is strong and the pulling back into slumber too influential. I surrendered.
Got to Ewha just after eleven thinking that Mala would be a tad disappointed. Turns out she didn’t have much for me to do anyway, but managed to dig up a paper that was about ready to be shipped for publication. Of course, even in that state there were errors and general disappointment. I don’t know why people who submit papers to AJWS aren’t better researchers and writers. Maybe it gets all the rejects from prestigious journals. Shrug. I look at the authors affiliation and I’m always surprised to see something like "Ph.D. Fellow" from some big university. And it’s like, "if this dork can get a Ph.D. so can I!"
Anyway, I read a feeble research effort from beginning to end. It really needed a lot of work on content, but that’s not my job, so I just fixed all the typos and format errors remaining. I learned that the Korean Public School system only pays fully through elementary school. I was, like, totally shocked! I guess I take free public schooling for granted. I don’t understand it anyway because Koreans pays bucks in taxes. All that money isn’t helping to solve the garbage problem, so it must be going to the inept military. More likely, it’s going to gov’t loans to bail out Korea’s crumbling corporate facade. More companies going bankrupt every day, stock market crumbling - maybe I’ll get outta here sooner than I expect.
What does it mean that the school isn’t funded? I bet you guessed that lower class girls are not getting educated. You’re right. See, the parents can’t afford to send all their kids to school, so they make the girls drop out and WORK to pay for their brother’s education. The girls end up working in sweatshops.
So I had lunch with the staff from the Women’s Center and I hope I never have to again. When they asked me, I had grand visions of a bigass cheeseburger floating toward my face. Instead I got crappy Korean food from the school’s cafeteria. Barf.
Then I went to class and was annoyed by the few people who kept wanting to know more about religious influences on women’s lives here. And it’s like, HELLO, this is the second level class, not the first one; if you’d taken the first one you’d know all this crap and you’d spare the rest of this your boring, stupid questions! I got really pissed when one of the people who kept dragging this religious thing out was someone who was in the first class with me last Spring. What an airhead! Gawd I hate people who waste class time like that.
I didn’t learn anything new and exciting.
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