Owie
I got totally owned by mosquitoes last night. I left the windows in my room wide open, thinking mosquitoes wouldn't attack people on the seventh floor, but I was so so wrong. I got up at three wondering why I was itchy all over, so I turned on the lights and there were at least seven mosquitoes just sitting around on the ceiling, happy with their recent meals. So I killed them all.
Moral of the story: There is a price to pay for drinking my blood. Muaha.
Anyway, my little excursion to the motherland has been pretty exciting so far. It's funny how the Korean vocabulary that has long been lying latent in my subconscious starts to come out once I'm immersed in the language.
I'm hanging out with Hannah later today. Wee. But for now, it's time to get back to work.
Moral of the story: There is a price to pay for drinking my blood. Muaha.
Anyway, my little excursion to the motherland has been pretty exciting so far. It's funny how the Korean vocabulary that has long been lying latent in my subconscious starts to come out once I'm immersed in the language.
I'm hanging out with Hannah later today. Wee. But for now, it's time to get back to work.