Wow I really thought I would update a lot more frequently than I have been. Sorry everyone! Everyday brings a new day of craziness in a good way. Things have been different, but great. I wake up daily and cannot believe that this is my life. When I was still in college and working my way through it, I dreamed of living somewhere where I traveled frequently using trains. Welp, here I am. I feel like I am on a constant vacation. During the week I get the privilege to teach children and on the weekends I get to spend my time living out of my backpack. I don't feel like writing this in a normal blog format so I shall give it to you this way:
- The number one thing that I've been constantly reminded with daily is the fact that if I don't have it with me, I probably don't need it (with the exception of winter coats at the moment). I have realized that I acquired so much crap in the U.S. that I didn't really need, but regardless of that I feel very blessed that I had them anyway.
- Each time I have to take a train or bus for a major trip I've learned that I am one stop away from being lost, but each time I step on a platform I become less and less concerned about the fact that I do not really speak the language nor can I read their alphabet. I realized a long time ago that I am a foreigner and I will probably spend 90% of my time here feeling lost. Being lost here is an adventure since nothing will ever be familiar.
- Korea gives you this sense of "The world does not revolve around you and neither does your schedule". I've learned to just go with the flow (for the most part) because your school takes precedence over your own plans.
- I never feel lonely. Missing certain people? Yes. Lonely? Never. I find myself wanting to just sit in my apartment alone at times in order to just have some peace.
- I will never get use to getting stared at or having Koreans look at my basket in order to see what I am purchasing.
- Humility goes a long way and so does smiling and nodding at the same time.
- When I lived in the Philippines when I was little, I used to wonder why foreigners dressed crappy. Mystery solved. I have become that foreigner.
- As much as I try to understand and adapt to the culture, I struggle to keep myself from getting lost in it. I tug and clench to my beliefs and my morals.
- I am proud to say that I am from Texas.
- All Korean children are precious until they have a bad day.
- I wanted to stop at 10, but I have to say that I miss getting a hug from my mom and dad.
I will try to update more soon. I think I enjoy writing a blog using the list format so that I don't have to worry about looking illiterate. I think I shall continue to use this format for future blogs :)
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