Today I scheduled a walk to the park. There were enigmatic wire and what looked like dark bamboo (I have no idea what kind of wood it was) structures which appeared to be supporting the trees, or perhaps organizing them. I stared for awhile, but I didn't want to look completely out of my mind so I had to let them be. What has most impressed me, contrary to anticipation, is not the number of people here, but the number of shops. They seem to exist at a ratio of approximately one per person (or at least one for every two or three people). I just wonder how they survive since they almost always seem to be empty, with a well-dressed and entirely bored shop-person staring at their fingernails or flattening their hair inside.
Other than this mystery the day was entirely uneventful. I made myself steak, sweet potato chips and zucchini for dinner and then worked on my calouses. The Lord blessed me by sending a guitar through one of the other teachers' granddaughters. Apparently she visited last year and left a guitar behind. Now all I need is to know how to make an Em7. Oh! And tortillas! Apparently the mexican food revolution has yet to hit Korea. I think it must be coming though. How can you have a Krispy Kreme and not have some lingering hispanic roots attached to a food stand cranking out tortillas for the good of the people? More reasearch has yet to be done. I haven't been to Costco yet (that's right, boneless, skinless chicken breasts are only a tag-along shopping trip away). Maybe they'll have tortilla chips and I'll make puffy taco meat nachos to my hearts content.
I was thinking today that I might be able to stick this out for two years. College minus responsibility plus payment doesn't sound too bad, you know. But then I thought of my oven at home and thought, "Eh, we'll see." (c:
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