I Finally Collapsed

I finally bit the dust from exhaustion and spent three days sleeping, waking a few hours in evening each day.

I talk for over 6 hours a day non-stop. Not prepared talks, but trying to illicit information from others and adjusting to their communication style. I've been doing this for quite awhile, and had four classes a day for quite awhile, but typically we are supposed to have 300 minutes a day teaching, not 400. I bit the dust finally. I think the only reason is that two of my classes were with only one or two people that almost didn't speak a word of English. Four classes a day is just enough to handle when there is a full group to share the load of speaking, but when you are one on one for 100 minutes with no help from the other party, and its' only conversation (no homeowrk to go over, no grammar lessson), it's tiring.

I can do it, but I crashed after a couple of months. I don't even know how long it's been, but I've had this rigorous schedule for quite some time.

On lunch now I'm reading the Korean Times online. There are interesting expat articles there. If I had a computer at home, I would have an amazing blog by now, but lunch times I am NOT creative. I'm in receptive mode. Output=0.

Last night, I don't think I slept at all. I was really angry, too because Brad Pitt and Angelina Joilie kept running through my mind without my consent. It was really annoying, like watching the same commercial over and over again. This week they are in Vietnam and they just picked up another child for adoption. I hope she's not addicted to this and collecting kids. Although, they've got the money, so I don't really have any complaints. WHY am I thinking about this?, it's like torture.