I am stalking my old house via Google maps. Is this weird?
Today I gave an insa speech to the entire student body in Korean. Aside from leaving my hands in my pockets–my default nervous posture which is unfortunately a rude posture in Korea–I believe it went well. I recieved the characteristic noises of awe that arise whenever Korean comes out of a white person’s mouth. Maybe tomorrow I will have to teach. Maybe one class. Maybe. Maybe next week I will have more classes. Maybe my schedule will be different every day. One of the English teachers is currently in Canada, another goes between two schools and the other, my coteacher, who is always saying she is somewhat of a foreigner here herself, is leaving for a new school in maybe a week. 아마.