Wassup gangstas. I just got done doing my laundry and I'm pissed off as hell. People don't use dryers in this country. I gotta hang my shit up to dry. I feel like I'm living in the 1940's or something. What a shit way to do things.
In other news, everything else in my life is bueno. I'm taking a Korean class right now but it's pretty basic and I want to actually be able to communicate with regular Koreans, not buy pineapples and tell them I have a tummyache (yes, I can say those things in Korean). I'm learning from some other whiteys (they call us wayguks which means foreigners) about how to order food and drinks correctly but it's more difficult than I thought.
I have been riding the subway for an insane amount of time recently. As I have said before, I'm living on the outskirts of Seoul. I don't have a problem commuting but I do have a problem with stinky kimchi breath and pushy old women. There's not much etiquette on this subway system as far as I can tell. Sure, they let the old-timers, retards, and preggos have their own seats, but everyone else is just another body. I did, however, have an interesting experience on the subway recently. It was a couple of days ago and I was riding the ol' underground roller coaster during rush hour. I attempted to get off at my intended stop but ran into some trouble. As I was exiting the doors slammed closed on me and I was trapped, halfway in and halfway out of the car. A Korean man grabbed my arm, urging me to get back inside. I looked at the Koreans around me, then turned to the door and, using all my strength, thrust the doors open. It was like Superman emerging from the guise of a Metropolis phone booth. As the doors slammed behind me I heard the muffled sound of applause and multiple "Wow!'s" coming from the overstuffed box of steel. I turned around to look back and a small girl, no older than 6, packed against the window of the subway door, slowly raised her arm and gave me a thumbs up. It was then I knew I had formed a cultural bond with the Korean people. HAHAHA. The last part about the girl giving me a thumbs up is completely fictional but the rest of the story is completely true! I promise. I sincerely got a round of applause on the Korean subway during rush hour and like 200 people went home and told their families about the honkey superhero that escaped certain death using only his brute strength.
I'm gonna go to bed now but I'll try to update this things more often now that I have internet at my joint. Check back in a couple days and I should have something up.
Thursday, April 17, 2008
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