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So, Like you're Actually DOING something?

After my last class on Friday, I felt as light as air. I was free from work for 7 days.

This past month has been a rollercoaster - not so much of emotions but certainly communication - and I can't actually believe that one month ago today was my first full day in Korea.

There are so many things that I can do now. Food doesn't seem so challenging. Chopsticks are second nature.

And the food tastes great. Kimchi and kimbap (like California rolls) and we even at pig directly from a rotisserie. So...good...

Communicating isn't that bad. You figure is out in the end. Plus, it's kinda starting to sound like a language I could understand.

From what I gather, conujugation of a verb ends a lot in 'meeda'. So D and I wanted around the house, randomly blurting out 'kamsam needa' (thank you) just to make our little place sound Korean.

It feels a bit light a milestone - the first month in an Asian country. Only 11 more to go. And they'll go fast and faster as the months go on. And then suddenly I'll be sad when it's over and I'll have my breakdowns all over again, except perhaps it won't be so bad here because people won't understand what I'm saying. Or maybe I'll start breaking down in another language.

Trippy.

What you readers may be most excited about is that after Friday, I might actually have something to write about. We're headed to Seoul for 3 days with the two other teachers J & L. I just can't wait to do some touristy stuff. I'm missing museums!

There probably won't be posting until Friday - although there may not be any posting until I get back to school on Monday. But since I now do the marathon of classes - 1pm straight through til 715 - I should probably head to the internet cafe on Sunday afternoon.

That is, if I'm not chillin at the beach in Pusan in the hot scorching sun.

(C'mon, you didn't REALLY think I wasn't going to mention the weather?)

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