i would like to take this opportunity to thank my friends for helping me through my move to korea. it is a whole different world, one that is taking some getting used to. so whether you have read my whining via AIM or my blog, thank you. i have had the pleasure of talking with some of you when i wake up at 3 am, jet-lagged as all hell. so i say, kamsa hamnida.
this morning, a couple of you had the pleasure of talking to me at 3 am. i was kind of nervous to start my training today, so i couldn't sleep very well. i actually had a dream that a crazy girl was chasing me, forcing me to do things for her so that she could kill other people. if i didnt do the things, she would kill me. it was really odd. i tried to fall back asleep, but ended up finally saying fuck it around 6 and got up and did a yoga video. i was getting ready for work and seemed to be feeling ok about everything, but then i just lost it. i had an hour before i had to be at school and i was sobbing, trying desperately to calm down so that i could put on mascara. eventually i did pull myself together. i stopped for a coffee before work. even ordering a coffee is a challenge here, a challenge that you must take with a grain of salt and not feel embarrassed about sounding like you are completely incompetent. i speak limited korean with a french accent. so kopei (coffee) just comes out like korean eurotrash.
my training was fine. there are three other people in my session and they all seem very nice. it was ridiculously hard to stay focused after awhile, however, as the rooms were really hot and everyone was really jet-lagged. but we trudged through it and eventually it was time to call it a day. two of my coworkers are staying at the love hotel, so i agreed to meet one of them to go in search of a grocery store.
i have a friend.
sweet.
we ended up wandering about for a few hours, exploring a new part of the city (new for me, at least, he has been to korea several times...and he's korean american, so that makes things easier when trying to figure out what korean script means) and eating kimbap (korean sushi). today was the first time that i felt like i might actually be able to find a place to fit in here. the first couple days of being here have been hard. i dont speak the language yet and i feel like a random being, adrift in a sea of knowing koreans. today i did not feel so hopeless about living in seoul. today i actually felt excited about being here!
we did eventually find a grocery store. it was so much fun. i always love grocery shopping in foreign stores, as it is really hard to know exactly what you are buying. the products look different, the language is always an issue, and a lot of the time, you just have to hope for the best. i always just hope that i dont end up with some meat-filled concoction.
it's bed time for me now. wow, 9:30 pm. good lord how old am i?
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