teenybeany

Dedicated to: kimchi world
I have arrived.

I am here, in Korea.

It is wonderful! Minus the scorching hot weather. it's in the 90's everyday, and there's always a chance of rain. and in beijing... apparently it's 110 degrees. excellent, huh.

I only got here two days ago so i haven't done too much. yesterday i went shopping at my most favorite place in korea, and then we met up with our family friends, and that was fun. everything in korea is so fun. it's kind of like everything is an event...

like in our family friends' cafe, the toilet paper has little illustrations of cartoons. it's so cute.

and the subways here are nice and clean too. although the subway stations aren't too clean because they smell like pee and metal. but they are so big. they're really intense.

it was actually very funny because last night we were out late so we saw all the people who're heading home from drinking and/or partying. so i saw all these red faces!! i was like, ahh i'm home. and the subway stations were extra gross then because it had drunk people's puke and pee in it. ew.

our schedule is so packed and i almost don't like that. it's like i can't just relax and go here this day and there that day. we have to go here! and then there! and see her! and then him! and then beijing! and then come back and this and that!

it makes me even more hot.

if that's even possible.

and the kids here seem like they have so much fun. they're always laughing or talking mad fast on the subways and such.

the life here is just so different. it's easy to spot out kids who are still in elementary, middle, and/or high school because they all wear uniforms. so these kids are always out after school wearing their uniforms. even the way they wear their hair is exactly the same as one another.

and here, they have drills where at certain times of the day, a siren goes off and everyone has to get off the streets and into a building, or the subway station, or just basically out of the way. and no cars travel the roads either. and there are police partolling the streets, going mad with their whistles if someone steps out of line and into the street or something. it's scary when you think about why these people actually have to do this as a part of their every day lives. it's like america when the kids used to hide under their desks... but now america has completely moved on from a time like that. and now we just live in such a sheltered world. but you don't realize that until you leave.

BUT. regardless of that shit. i love it here. i would have loved to grow up here. you appreciate things so much more.

but i gotta admit. i feel pretty cool when kids look at me and my sister, envying us, because we're speaking english to each other. and the people here just know. that we're from ameria. our clothes. our hair. our language. the way we walk. my sister's lip piercing. you know. stuff like that.

it's so hot in this room. i have to get out of here.

<3 peace. for now.

banana