Good things are happening in Korea. And by that, I mean I no longer sweat stepping outdoors. It's probably around 80 degrees, which is plenty considering the humidity, but it's so much more pleasant than it has been! For the first time, I've made it through a whole morning with my hair down, and it's nice looking better.
Last night I got caught in the rain again after a movie. It turns out it likes to catch you off guard. :( We didn't go into the movie until 9:30, and it wasn't rainy then--it had been sunnnnnnny all day--but sure enough, got out at 11:30 and it was sprinkling. Just enough so that when I got home I was soaked, and ironically stopping just one block before my building. I guess I needed a bath. While I was flicking a bug off my shirt, I almost caused a car wreck. Pausing to pull out my shirt and blow on the thing to get it to fly away, I lifted my head and caught the gaze of two women who had literally stopped in the middle of the street to stare at me. "You could say I'm kind of a big deal around here," rang in my head. Anchorman-inspired giggle.
No news on the hamster front, but hopefully there will be good news in Ashleigh's life soon...
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There's lots of drama over upcoming schedules and people leaving, but to be honest, I just remember the misery of my cubicle, then look out the window of my desk to the sunshine and happy children, and it's definitely worth the exchange. As much as I loved Jon and the back of his head, it has given me appreciation for this loose schedule, fun co-workers, and the adventure I've wanted for a very, very long time.
Yesterday afternoon, it became official. I am a legal alien residing in South Korea. A genuine ex-pat, I have the card to prove it. My name is so long they wrote it on two lines, and in general I can make out that they expect me to leave the country in July of 2009. It seems like both tomorrow and light years away. Pretty much without saying, though, it's understood that there is too much to do for it to be tomorrow.
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