March 8, 2008

• I'm back in the motherland.  Safe, sound, and freezing.

  The plane ride was wretched as always, but at least I finally got to watch No Country for Old Men.  It was good, and I enjoyed it... much more than Mr. Magorium's Magic Emporium which, despite Jason Bateman, was pretty dang snore-inducing.

  I started both my Korean classes, and my English classes.  I leave every morning at 7am to stuff myself into a subway car packed full of Koreans who just had bap and kimchi for breakfast, for a 30 minute commute to a bus stop where I meet my classmate Rich, and catch the 5528 that somehow manages to hold 1000 koreans in a space meant for 30 max, for another 20 minutes to the front gate of SNU.

  I really like my Korean class though.  Although 4 hours long, it can be fun, and my classmates are great.

  Jooyoung who happens to be special friends with a guy named Ernest Park from UCLA whom I believe is friends with debbie and knows kevin.  is this true debbie and kevin?  I tell you, the Korean-American community is teeny tiny... or "teeny-weeny."

  I LOVE my students this term!  They are fantastic.  After Korean class, I get home by 3pm and I have to leave for my office by 5pm to teach from 6-10 on Mon, Wed, Fri.  I'm usually exhausted, but my students totally energize me.  By the time I get home and get ready for bed, however, usually by 11pm, as soon as my head hits the pillow, I'm out like a light.... till 4:16am, when I've been waking up every morning. 

  It's weird going from student to teacher in one day, but somehow it's been working out okay.

  I miss everyone back home, but I'm having good time here... but not so good that I no longer want to come home.  That desire is ever-present, but God has graciously granted me blessings that help to maintain my sanity.

  
  It snowed like CRAJEE on Tuesday!

  Peace outside yos!

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