Thursday, December 17, 2009

Cold Quesadilla

I am sitting in my apartment eating my dinner of cold quesadilla while a group of Korean workmen knock a hole through the outside wall of my kitchen/entryway. I asked Mr. Lee (a very wonderful man who works at Like) if they couldn't wait until I was gone, and he assured me they had to do it today. I leave in a day and a half.

I'm also getting a new student today. I reminded Mrs. Kim that I'll only be here today and tomorrow, and she just said she knew. [Here I shrug my shoulders and remind myself that the way to make it in Korea is to be the river and not the rock.]

*Sigh*

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