There Were Tears

In Korea, every foreign teacher encounters moments where they stop to marvel at the things that go on here. You'll be going about your business on a regular day until you witness the kind of incicent that makes your inner voice scream "I just don't get it! How is this ok?! This definitely wouldn't fly back home". Today, I had one of those moments.

My moment took place late this morning, while walking down the hall at school to witness one of the Korean teachers holding the 'haunted house' room door shut while a kid screamed blue-murder from inside, and clawed at the door. I didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Every Korean adult within earshot was experiencing so much joy at the sound of his piercing screams, I started to wonder if there was something wrong with me.

Turns out, there's nothing wrong with me. I'm just as evil as the rest of them, because within half an hour I was laughing too. I'm sure that Halloween Day at school incurred me some bad karma to work off. I spent most of the day either laughing hysterically at these poor kids' misfortune, or consoling them. Luckily I remembered to take lots of pictures.




I'll start with a few photos from the beginning of the day - before the reign of terror. This is my Atlanta class, 5-6 years old (in case you're wondering, I'm the mummy. Two rolls of toilet paper and some tape equals the cheapest Halloween costume ever).

I've said it before: these children are so cute, they put Cabbage Patch Kids to shame. My favourites (I can't help it. I totally have favourites) are Shannon on the far left, and Louis on the far right. Shannon has the best sense of style in the school, one of the first things I do each morning is find Shannon and check out her latest oufit. I immediately ask her where she bought it, and if she thinks it comes in my size. Most of the time she says 'no'.

Louis on the other hand can be a devil child, but I'm completely spoiled because he warmed up to me quickly. He's a little angel whenever I'm teaching, last week I even caught him get mad at the other kids for not listening to me.



Tom teacher and his Dallas class. Tom forgot his camera today so I promised to take a pic. I teach Dallas once a day, they're a blast.



New York! These are my babies, I teach New York 3 times a day. They're a bit older (around 8 years old) and I love it. We have awesome chats, and I can always rely on them to give me the inside scoop about Busan. In return I teach them about good music, and recently, the concept of a pay phone. They were shocked to learn that cell phones are a relatively new invention, and people used to have to insert money into a phone stand in order to make an outside call. In the words of Garth Brooks, I'm much too young to feel that damn old.



This is the Jio who grabbed my bum and told me "it's good". She dressed up as a donkey today so I kept talking to her in Shrek-voice. She really didn't get it.

The main stage. Each of the kids had to take turns showing off their costume with a walk down the Halloween catwalk. This event was disguised as a fun activity for the kids, but the rest of us knew better. In reality it was just an easy way for Sally to get individual pictures of each of the kids to post around the school. Sally's always got an angle.

Francisco...waiting so patiently for his turn in the spotlight.

Hahaha. He has no idea what's going on, or why he's being forced to do this.

Each of the teachers was responsible for a different activity room, so Tom and I handled the pumpkin carving/haunted house waiting room. At first I really wasn't thrilled about being stuck with the pumpkin carving station, but I quickly realized I had the best spot in the house. Pumpkin carving was quickly overshadowed by haunted house concerns.

Henry, trying to talk me out of his turn inside the haunted house. I told him to take it up with Sally.

Many tried to seek refuge in my company while awaiting their turn. I'm pretty sure that Jack, on the left, was convinced that the width of my calf was enough to hide from the other teachers.

And so, the tears began. Tom and I had a great system worked out: he consoled the terrified children, while I laughed hysterically and documented the entire thing.

Clara teacher, doing her part to restore the sanity.



Aiden, recounting the horrors of his experience to Tom...

...right before bursting into tears. At this point Henry hadn't gone yet, he's clearly starting to question why he came to school today.

In the end, everyone made it out in one piece. I give Halloween Day a big two thumbs up; hysterical laughter is a great ab workout.

Stay Tuned

It's Niki's birthday tonight and I just got home, so I'm rushing to get ready while trying to finish up my Halloween Day recap for you guys back home. Just in case I can't get it done, here's a little teaser. The photo below of my darling Rachel on the right (one of my favourite students) pretty much sums up my day:



Oh yeah. There were tears.

Another Month Gone

October's final week has blessed me with another terrible cold, so I've been mentally crashing right after work each day, hence the lack of posting. The weather is turning colder, and it's taking a toll. Last week Brianna spent a few days in the hospital with the flu - it's all these Korean viruses that our Canadian bodies aren't used to battling. Hopefully my immune system will get with the program soon.

That said, Korean winter has its benefits, most importantly the much-anticipated end of mosquito season. I couldn't be happier. You haven't experienced mosquitoes until you've experienced Korean mosquitoes. They're a different breed.

Korean mosquitoes are faster, smarter, and more vindictive than their international relatives. At first I took it personally, wondering why Satan's insects kept picking on me. I quickly realized that wasn't the case, and I wasn't being singled out. Korean mosquitoes are equal-opportunity attackers: anything with a pulse is fair game.

Aside from the season change, this week has pretty much been business-as-usual. Tomorrow is the school's big Halloween party. I spent over an hour this afternoon helping transform one of the classrooms into a haunted house, apparently Sally does this every year. She forces the children to enter one at a time, while she blasts horror music and hides in the pitch black centre of the room, only to jump out and scare each individual child to the point of emotional scarring. I've been told that many leave in tears.

Sally is very excited for tomorrow. She refers to Halloween as 'her revenge'.

I'll take pictures.

Food Pictures!

A short while ago I received a request to post more food pictures on my blog. I totally understand - food pics are the best!

Last week I wrote about one of my favourite Korean dishes: bibimbap. Well, my friend Niki and I have recently developed a Friday night tradition of hitting up the casino right after work and using our winnings to pay for a delicious dinner afterward. Last Friday we were craving some bibimbap...hardcore. Luckily, Niki brought her camera!

Our favourite bibimbap place boasts the BEST kimchi in town. I dream about this kimchi. It's the perfect blend of spice and freshness, and makes you wonder why this entire meal costs only $4.



So...on our left (in the metal containers) we have the world's yummiest kimchi. Two different kinds are shown here. The top is called kkakdugi, made from bite-sized cubes of winter radish which are slightly sweeter and more firm that other radishes. The bottom left is called baechu kimchi, made from salted leaves of uncut cabbage. It is spicier than many other types of kimchi, probably why I love it so much. Like Frank's Red Hot, I could eat that stuff with anything.

The centre dish is pickled gourd. They are crunchy and slightly sweet, and provide great contrast to the spiciness of the kimchi. The bottom middle is the cool kimchi soup, it is SO delicious and refreshing!



Voila! The spicy chicken bibimbap. I can't look at this picture for too long, it will activate my craving and I'll end up trekking across Haeundae at some point tonight to get some. My friend Eddie back home (the expert on Korean cuisine) actually gave me some interesting info about bibimbap the other day.

I wrote previously about stirring your bowl once it arrives, so that the rice doesn't burn to the bottom. Apparently it is common practice to allow the rice to sit at the bottom of the dish and 'toast' before eating it...the toasted rice is called noo lung jee. Many poorer families toast their rice, as it provides a slightly different flavour and adds variety to everyday meals. In fact, the last time Stacy and I ate bibimbap, we actually had a conversation about how it's a delicious idea to allow the rice to cook and crisp a bit before stirring.

Ok, I hope all this food talk didn't make you too hungry. More mouthwatering pics are on their way :) Enjoy your Saturday, Canada!

Theme Class

The Centum School operates on a rotational basis, meaning the teachers rotate classes every 35 minutes, to give each student group the experience of working with multiple teachers each day. This results in uneven schedules, we each teach certain subjects (e.g. math, science, art, etc.) more than others. One of the classes I teach twice each day is Theme.

Every month, Sally selects a new theme for the school. Last month was sports, next month is multiculturalism, and this month is 'autumn'. Theme class is a chance for the teachers to get creative and have fun with class-planning. Providing Sally manages to suppress her inner control freak, Theme Class can be a great time to experiment with the kids, and discover new and innovative ways to create an enjoyable learning environment.

So far this month I've been focusing many lessons on fall traditions, weather, harvest time and Thanksgiving history. With Halloween quickly approaching, I was totally excited to spend the last week and a half of October teaching my kids about one of my favourite holidays, and sharing many of the amazing lessons and crafts that I remember doing as a kid.

Unfortunately, Sally had other plans. Yesterday she called a meeting in the common room to inform the teachers that she took the liberty of uploading a few Theme Class worksheets to the computer. She described the worksheets as simple examples of fall artwork that the kids should write about and describe using their new autumn vocabulary. The general consensus among the teachers was, "Mmm...ok. I'll scrap a lesson plan or two and have the kids complete Sally's dumb worksheet. After all, she is the boss".

I was on board with this line of thinking, until I had a chance to hop on the computer with the intention of printing off the worksheets before theme class that day. Turns out, Sally's 'fall artworks' were not the fun and colourful images I had pictured. Instead, they were various Monet paintings that she had arranged into several 'compare and contrast' charts, with enough writing space to fit a short novel.

Yes, ok. Please let me ask this seven year-old child to compare and contrast various Monet paintings in a language that is not their own.

I promptly booked the Media Room for that afternoon, and took my kids there to talk about ghost stories and watch Youtube clips from Disney's Sleepy Hollow. Monet can wait.

Life Imitating Art

Cameron Crowe's Almost Famous is one of my favourite movies of all time. For those who haven't seen it, it follows the adventures of a high school boy in the 1970's who ends up touring the U.S. with one of his favourite bands while writing for Rolling Stone magazine.

By far the best scene in the movie is one where, after a dramatic night of hard-partying, a few tourbus members finally track down the band's frontman, and convince him to get back on the bus while still in one piece. He finally concedes, and joins his furious bandmates for a brutally uncomfortable and tension-filled ride ahead. The bus is dead silent until finally, a few of them break into an awesome sing-along rendition of Elton John's "Tiny Dancer" (click the link below for reference).

Why am I telling you this, you ask? Quite simply because for the past 10 years it's been one of my life's ambitions to recreate this scene. On the bus to Daejeon this weekend, we did it.

My life is complete.
www.youtube.com/watch?v=7Qn3tel9FWU

On Special Request (some quick Daejeon pics)

Originally I wasn't sure if these were worth posting, but I've received special request from a very important person to post a few concert pictures from this weekend (yes, we here at Good Morning, Busan do accept reasonable requests received in a polite and timely fashion. It also helps if you're my Mum).

So, here you go!



This was the main stage where the majority of the headlining bands performed. On stage now is: Ska Sucks! A Korean band that, ironically, play Ska music. They didn't really suck though, so I think it's just a clever name ;)



There was this goreous bridge across the water that was all lit up at night. I just thought this was a pretty picture.



The floating lanterns! It was difficult for me to capture the coolness of it from so far below, but you get the jist.



More floating lanterns. They actually moved quite quickly across and up into the sky, hence the blurring.



Another main stage performance. Not sure of this band's name, but they were one of the foreigner/Korean hybrid bands. Tres cool.



Many of the bands were filmed during their performances...easy promotional material.



This Korean band was awesome and so entertaining to watch - I couldn't look away. Plus, I want that guy's hat. I would wear it everywhere.



Well that's it for now. I'll do my best to keep up with the picture taking for future events. There is a massive fireworks festival near Namcheon coming up this weekend, so I'm hoping to get some cool shots out of that - fingers crossed!

Fast Times at the Daejeon Rock Fest

I spent this weekend in the city of Daejeon, located in the centre of South Korea. It's about a 4-5 hour drive from Busan (6 hours if 90% of the people you're travelling with have a bladder the size of a small grape).

The first annual Daejeon Rock Festival took place there this weekend. It was an outdoor concert event with 2 different stages located on a beautiful pier in Daejeon. The concert went about 12 hours straight, and featured a slew of amazing local and international bands. There were over 300 international food and beer/wine vendors serving, and as you can imagine, a healthy-sized crowd ensued.

A local promotions team of foreigners living in Busan (mostly English teachers) rented a bus to take a group down on Saturday and stay overnight, so I decided to go along for the ride. I met a tonne of hilarious and interesting people who have been living in Busan for several years, mostly twenty-something year old North Americans.

The concert itself was awesome. It was a perfect night to be outdoors, and the event organizers did a great job on the venue. They managed to fill the sky with these really cool floating lanterns - the place looked like it was covered in giant fireflies.

It was great to see so many bands featuring both foreigners and Koreans playing together. Good music is good music, no matter where you're born. The concert went till the wee hours, but it was about 1am when I decided to pack it in and make my way back to the hotel. Just can't go as long as I used to in my old age...

I'm still exhausted today, but it was worth the the drive, and a great opportunity to visit a new area of Korea outside of Busan. I got home last night and realized that I haven't had a chance to post in a few days so I wanted to squeeze a quick one tonight before bed. I'll get back to a better schedule tomorrow...talk to you soon!!

p.s. One last thing, I would like to share with everyone that I am up $60 in my last 2 visits to the casino with Niki. Don't worry, I'm maintaining strong willpower and have yet to dip into my own funds. Gambling with free money is SO much more fun than gambling with hard-earned cash.

As I Suspected

The Bang Bang Club was fantastic. I was slightly romanced by the fact that I was watching it beside the ocean on a warm summer evening, against a back drop of city lights and silence, but the scenery didn't outshine the movie.

About 2,000 people attended, and since the venue seats 4,000, Stacy and I had our choice of great seats when we arrived just a few minutes before the film began. We were seated 10 rows behind the film's director, Steven Silver, who addressed the audience before the screening. He spoke candidly about how the film was a personally significant project, as he lived in South Africa for a portion of the Apartheid, and witnessed many of the horrors depicted in the film. Though the movie was a graphic at times (as it had to be) I definitely recommend seeing it.

PIFF was a nice break from my usual Wednesday routine; Wednesday is my toughest day of the week (I teach 10 classes straight, have weekly class plans due, and attend a teacher's meeting at night) so I usually go straight home to crash afterward. Luckily tonight's meeting was brief, giving Stacy and I time to grab some quick bibimbap en route to the theatre.

Bibimbap differs from gimbap (a.k.a. the Korean sushi-like roll I previously mentioned) as it's served in a burning hot stone bowl, with loads of veggies and meat layered atop a bed of cooked rice hiding at the bottom. It's accompanied by a side of kimchi, cool kimchi soup, pickled pumpkin, and cold barley tea, for a grand total of $4 - now that's a value meal!

The trick with bibimbap is to quickly stir your dish upon arrival to prevent the rice from burning to the bottom. Periodic stirring throughout your meal, to keep the food evenly heated, is a good idea too. Despite several warnings, tonight I ordered the spiciest dish on the menu - the BBQ chicken. My friends here must be wimps because I didn't find it overwhelming it all. It was delish! Definitely one of my new edible favourites.

Anyway, it's now past 1am here so I must sleep. Catchya on the flip side...

PIFF

The 15th annual Pusan International Film Festival began last week, so for the past few days Haeundae has been pretty bumpin. Every hotel along the oceanfront is booked solid right now, and miscellaneous tour buses and limos have filled the city.

It's been really cool for me to watch press coverage of the events so far, and funny to see the Koreans go crazy for a plethora of Asian celebrities who I have no idea about. It also gives great perspective on our regular dose of American celebrity-obsessed culture.

Many screening venues have been set up across Busan, but the majority of showings will take place right in Haeundae. There is also one outdoor screening park, where up to 4,000 people can gather to watch a handful of films being screened on a massive outdoor projector. That's where I'll be Wednesday night, when my friend Stacy and I see a Canadian/South African film titled The Big Bang Club.

The Big Bang Club is "a realistic human dramatization of the activities of four photojournalists who documented the horrors of Apartheid". The main plot of the film is woven together by various love stories, actually based on the writing of two Pulitzer Prize winning authors (I'm paraphrasing here).

Aside from the fact that the film looks amazing, it's a fantastic choice for the outdoor stage. I'm very happy that a film with this content was selected to screen at the largest of the PIFF's venues. Working at the Centum School sometimes makes me worry about the general impression of African people in Korea. There have been a few cases where the subject of geography (African geography in particular) has come up in class, and all my kids can tell me is that 'people there are poor'. They also seem completely oblivious to the fact that caucasian people live in parts of Africa as well. Normally I would brush this off as pure 'kid speak', but after chatting with a few Korean teachers about the issue, I no longer believe that's the case.

But, more on this later.

Right now I am very excited for my Wednesday night plans! I'm also secretly happy to be catching a Canadian flick - it'll be a little taste of home. On that note, I am off to the gym. Happy Thanksgiving Canada! I miss you!

'Same Same, But Different'

I first heard this expression last fall, after stumbling upon a German film by the same title being screened at the Toronto International Film Festival. I became mildly obsessed with the movie for a few months (about a young German boy who travels through Cambodia after completing school) and strangely, it played a huge part in my decision to quite my job and travel.

'Same same, but different' is a way to describe any two things that share certain similarities, but are not identical. As far as I know, the term was born in Southeast Asia (namely Thailand) but I've recently discovered it's more widespread use. My kids say it to eachother often, and it baffles me every time. They could be arguing over the most inane thing, getting all worked up and starting to yell, but the minute one of them whips out 'same same, but different!' a wave of calm comprehension rolls across the other child's eyes, and the argument inevitably stops. The only thing more effective in ending an argument in Korea seems to be a quick game of Rock, Paper, Scissors.

Before today I had never personally used the term, mainly because I don't fully understand it's significance. But after a lengthy in-class discussion this morning (where I desperately tried to explain why, if Canadian and American Thanksgiving are essentially the same holiday, they take place at different times) I decided to give 'same same' a test run. And so, after answering far too many questions I finally just responded, ''Because. Same same, but different''. And just like that! Problem solved. All I heard was a resounding ''Ohhhhh!'' fill the classroom, as if to say ''Silly teacher! Why didn't you just say so!''

Who knew teaching could be that easy.

It's Official:

Lotte's out.

Our boys bombed last night's game, losing 11-4 to the Doosan Bears in Game 5 of the five game series. Did I jynx their chances when I asked them to make it through the series purely for my personal viewing pleasure? Selfish, perhaps? Maybe I haven't lived here long enough to make those kinds of requests. But then again, I put up with years of disappointment from the Jays so I can't really be blamed for wanting more from my new hometown team.

Oh well. Until spring, fair Giants...you are still #1 in our hearts.

The Trouble With Leggings

My school dress code is very relaxed, and for anyone who knows me, that's a great thing. I'm very much a jeans and t-shirt girl, so having to show up to work each day in business attire is right up there on my list of Things I Don't Want To Do.

At my school you can get away with pretty much anything, providing you don't look like you just strolled in from the beach (that's a direct quote from my boss by the way). Most days I'll wear a casual dress or jeans and a nice shirt, but today I made the grave error of wearing leggings to school. Don't get me wrong, my outfit was totally up to dress code standards (most of the Korean teachers opt for leggings and a long shirt a few times a week) though I was quite unprepared for the groping.

Let me explain: plastic surgery is a very big thing in Korea. But unlike North American culture where breast implants and nose jobs are the most popular procedures, women here are more likely to request eye-reshaping and buttock augmention (aka. bum implants). Korean women have relatively flat bums, and as human nature dictates, we desire that which we do not have. Unfortunately, wearing leggings to school made it all too apparent to my little Korean girls (the boys couldn't have cared less) that I actually have a bum.

It started in my first class of the morning when little Jio, an itty bitty 40-something pound 7 year old, crept up behind me, placed one hand firmly on each of my bum cheeks, and lifted and squeezed as hard as she could. I was so mortified, I almost screamed before I spun around and tried to explain to her that you cannot do that to your teacher. She didn't seem to care much because her only response was "it's good".

The rest of the day pretty much followed suit. Always the girls, absolutely fascinated to the point where I had to impliment a 'no-touching' policy, and spent the majority of the day self-consciously tugging at my shirt and trying to figure out a way to write on the white board without fully turning around. I've learned my lesson though, my loosest-fitting dress is all lined up and ready to wear tomorrow, if I'm lucky they'll forget all about my bum by morning.

If not, I'll be investing in one of those old-fashioned hoop dresses that don't allow a speck of material to cling to your lower body.

Go Lotte!

The Giants are in the playoffs this year, and Busan is going a little crazy right now. I'm praying that they make it through to the next series, because we're on Game 4 of the current series against the Doosan Bears and the past few games have been totally sold out.

I've been following the games on TV, which isn't difficult because virtually every TV in Busan has been tuned to the sports channel for the past couple of weeks. You can imagine how jealous I was to discover that our American buddies Duane and OJ stumbled on a couple of free tickets to Saturday's game...and in true Texas fashion, their crazy antics earned them a spot on the 6 o'clock news that night.

Let it be said that I do not condone their behaviour, however funny it may be. Before judgment, you must first understand the essence of Duane and OJ. We're dealing with two 230 pound Texas-boys who work on a military base for a living; as you'd expect, they like to party, they like to drink, and they can do both of those things as well or better than the next guy. So when they showed up at a Lotte Giants playoff game with 15 bottles of soju stuffed into the pockets of their cargo shorts, it wasn't long before they garnered a bit of Korean attention.

Duane and OJ attend most games with nothing short of a mountain of booze to ensure that, not only do they get drunk, but their entire section of fans is along for the ride. To this particular game, they came prepared with shot glasses, a Korean flag draped around their backs (which they stole from a nearby flagpole) and an early-afternoon buzz. Upon arrival, their first order of business was to make their way up to the front of their section and yell "WHO WANTS SOJU!". To a true Korean there are no sweeter words, so it wasn't long before they made some fast friends, including the local news camera crew.

While that was taking place I was watching the game on TV at the gym, which was probably just as funny. Every Korean man in the building was busy cheering, yelling, and periodically whipping his white workout towel at the nearest TV screen. At one point I had to tell the personal trainer who was helping me (ahem, NOT Dilbert) to just stop already, and watch the darn TV screen like I knew he wanted. If anyone one can sympathize with that kind of baseball obsession, it's this girl.

I'll be sure to keep everyone apprised of the Giants' playoff status. Please say a lil prayer for all us Busanians (don't really know if that's what we're called, I just made that up) because I would really like to see at least one game before spring - that kind of patience is just asking too much!

Totally Excellent Discoveries

I just got home from my maiden voyage to the casino with Nikki. Naturally, I lost the $40 of FREE MONEY the casino gave me to start with (I've never had much luck gambling) but Nikki picked up a cool $80 on roulette in the 30 minutes we were there. She's now convinced I'm her lucky charm, and on the way home tonight she picked up the dinner tab to thank me.

Over dinner (she showed me where to find the absolute BEST, most delicious gogi gui in Haeundae) we got to gushing about how much we love life in Korea. Now I'm feeling a bit obligated to share some of the totally excellent discoveries I've made lately...so please enjoy this mish-mash of 'Did You Know?'s coming your way.

1. McDonald's delivers for 20 cents.
I've been wondering about the crazy motorbike drivers whipping around the city in McDonald's attire for quite some time. Apparently in Korea you don't have to leave the comfort of your home to soothe that Big Mac craving. 10 points for Team Obesity!

2. Korean purple grapes taste exactly like Welch's grape juice.
As far as fruit goes, grapes have never been at the top of my list, but our Sport's Day picnic this week gave me the opportunity to sample my first Korean purple grape. And let me tell you, they're unreal. So delicious that I immediately bought a bunch and I've been popping those things like candy ever since.

3. The elevators have an 'undo' button.
This may or may not seem like a novelty to some of you, but in Korea if you happen to hit the wrong elevator floor button by accident, you can UNDO your selection. Call me small-town, but I've never seen elevators function in this way. It just makes so much sense.

4. In restaurants, they give you a cloth to wash your hands before eating.
Yes, I love it. Every restaurant, every time, you receive a hot cloth to wash your hands before putting anything in your mouth. Hand sanitizer + hot cloth = no gross lemon/alcohol smell on your hands while you're eating.

5. Need something? Call "Yogi-yo!"
As someone who's held many waitressing jobs, I love this concept. In Korea if you need something in a restaurant (i.e. to place your order, get a napkin, get a refill, pay your bill, etc.) it is your responsibility to call your server over - they do not come to you. As a server there is nothing more frustrating than walking over to a table to take their order, only to stand there for several minutes watching them 'hmm' and 'haw' over what to get. Waiters are busy and stressed-out people, waiting around for an order is such a waste of time! That's why I love Korean restaurants, you see your server, call "Yogi-yo!", and they'll whip right over to help you. It's not considered rude, just efficient.

I'll pause there, because I could go on forever, but those are just a few of favourites from this week. I'm going to veg out with American Idol for the next hour, and then bed time! Have a great Friday Canada! Keep cool my babies.

K-Pop Friday! (vol.2)

It's Friday morning and the weekend is near! To kick it all off, here's a second helping of K-Pop Fridays.

This week's selection? A special treat from a group called SS501 (pronounced 'double-S five oh one'). I chose this video because of the mesmerizing dance moves. It's like a car wreck: I don't particularly enjoy watching, yet I just can't bring myself to look away...

Love Ya, by SS501
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q-cNJH3W1ps&feature=related