Internet exists. Pure, sweet and pretty unreliable Wi-Fi exists.
All those desperate for a Skype chat (just mum? Oh, ok then) get in touch.
Went to my Hobros ‘sports day’. The ‘sport’ part on the
whole was fairly inaccurate, unless filling a bag with boxes and standing it
upright is a legit sport. Another classic was the grandparents race, where
watching an old man stack it whilst rolling a giant ball around a course
provided particular comedic value. The ‘day’ part was spot on though, a 9 – 5 epic
made more epic by a gigantic stash of food appearing where we were sitting (a
very common theme). Host Dad told me (mostly through hand gestures) that it was
our responsibility to finish it. Ouch.
Had 2 drunk old men
in 2 days chat to me on the subway. I think a bit of Dutch Courage prompted
them into using their very limited English skills. One of them gave up and just
rambled to me in Korean. The other started shouting ‘I hate Japanese People’.
Properly Awkward.
Had some writing and listening tests this last week. I take
pretty much every opportunity I can to write about girls in any homework or
test. The latest ‘masterpieces’ were about wanting to get a girl for Christmas,
doing exercise because girls like ripped guys, and learning to love shopping
because all girls love shopping. There shall be some serious incredulity if
these stories or not deemed worthy of full marks.
Just received the entire (probably) history of Ramyon (Korean
noodle) from my host bro, including what he believes would be the nations’
ranking of each brand. Authentic Asian living. Speaking of that, my chopstick
skillz are now pretty sweet. Gained numerous recognition from natives on my ‘stunningly
slick stick style’, and have even used them to munch on some pizza, and roast
chicken. Move over Ji Sung Park, there’s a new boy in town.
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