Plain Vanilla Vent (Cough-Free)
My length of stay here in South Korea is long enough to mold and bring forth a child into this world, had I actually been a pregnant mother who arrived here last August. Recalling the nine months that I have wrestled for my independence in this country, I can now understand why and how I am able to have this time to do some thinking... or reflections, if I should get any deeper.
I just got back from a one-week vacation, thanks to the three days of sick leaves that I took on the working days that came in between the May 1 and May 5 holidays of this year (following the South Korean working calendar). Well, I must say that I have always been a smart ass in requesting for leaves in the office on “sandwich-ed working days” so I can have the luxury of calling these short leaves as ample vacation time.

A friend dragged me into this informal Korean Language class that he said he randomly caught online, and I must say that this has a more “multi-cultural” feel compared to the one that I have been attending in Hyehwa every Sunday. Most of the students in this one-and-a-half hour class in Sookmyung are Westerners and Middle Easterners. Taller creatures, yes they all are to me. Haha! It is also informal in a sense that all I get every week are a few sheets of paper that has the week’s lessons, compared to the textbook that I have to bring every Sunday to my class in Hyehwa. One thing with the informal class though, is I get stamps every time I attend a session, which, if I reach ten, will get me a gift! Similar to drinking much, much coffee at Dunkin Donuts for the stamps, to eventually get a free cup after a dozen! Teehee.

Jason Mraz is one great artist whom I truly, truly admire— someone I am definitely willing to trade decent lunches for a week or two, just so I can finally buy a ticket to his concert. The guy already had two concerts back in the Philippines which I knew about, though I frustratingly did not get the chance to catch both. The first was due to lack of the