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I'M IN TOKYO

Thursday, March 24, 2005
...and it's awesome.

Wednesday, March 23, 2005
within three days, i've broken a bed, a clothes rack, and my desk chair.

...i think it's time for me to go to japan.

Monday, March 21, 2005
carrying (or rolling) your suitcase up a very gentle incline is a lot harder than you'd think it would be.

Saturday, March 19, 2005
naerim and i are moving out of room 226 today and into a hasuk.

i'm going to miss this room and all of our friends (not that i won't be seeing them... we're moving within walking distance) i'm going to miss yelling out the window at people we know. i'm going to miss the ajushi's that work in the office. i'm REALLY going to miss being able to dry my clothes in a dryer instead of line drying them.

it looks so warm and sunny outside, so at least moving all of our stuff won't be so terrible.

i pulled a muscle in my chest a couple of weeks ago and it still hurts... how does someone, who does very minimal physical activity, pull a muscle in their chest?

i'm getting very very excited to go to japan. i have this feeling that i'm going to come back from our trip with my hiking bag filled with candy and nothing else... which i'm totally okay with...

my alarm doesn't wake me up in the mornings anymore.

Monday, March 14, 2005
korean holidays suck. peppero day, valentine's day, white day, black day (and now i hear that there's a rose day too... when does it all end?!)... they're all poo. the only holiday worth celebrating is sam gyup sal day (march 3), which is a day where you basically just eat pork... and i didn't know about that one until it was already past...

good news, my parents are in seoul right now. they seem a little tired since they just came from a 2 week trip to argentina and antarctica, where my dad ran a marathon. they only had one day of rest before flying out to korea and i think it's all catching up to them now. i know they'll be so happy to go home and finally be able to relax in their own house, sleep in their own bed, etc.

my finals begin tomorrow. my parents leave on saturday. i move out into a hasuk (homestay) on sunday. i leave for japan on thursday. my time here is flying by too quickly.

i have the greatest friends ever.

Sunday, March 06, 2005
i really adore all of my girl friends. i have so much love for them all. tonite, i mentioned to susan how i wanted to eat a donut because i was craving something sweet. so, sometime after 9pm, she snuck away, walked into town alone (through edae campus, which is always really empty and a little creepy after dark) and came back with a donut for me.

my friends are so good to me!!!