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“fate” is just a four-letter word…

Why are Americans so loud?… There are times when Koreans [and I] like peace and quiet. Sure, Koreans can be incredibly loud at times (usually when soju is involved), but generally, people respect the peace. And I, being the boring person that I am, appreciate this fact.

But Americans? My fellow Americans? We don’t seem to get that as a “people group” like the Koreans.

Several weeks ago, I was at my semi-local Starbucks minding my own business, trying to read up on some articles. It was quiet and there weren’t many other people there. And then, suddenly, the sweet silence was broken.

I knew he was from the US because he made mention of it, so I wasn’t just assuming… And then he announced to the whole of Sbux, “I don’t believe in fate.”

And then I thought, “Well I sure as hell do. Fate brought us together today. I can’t control that you’re here, hogging the quiet air space.”

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dear me… ten years did us good…

Today’s “Daily Post” prompt seemed amusingly appropriate as I finish out the weekend and roll into my next birthday on Monday. The prompt?

“Present-day you meets 10-years-ago you for coffee. Share with your younger self the most challenging thing, the most rewarding thing, and the most fun thing they have to look forward to.”

I’m going to do things a little differently, and write a letter to myself. So, here you go, Reader:

 

Dear Me,

Wow, have you changed. Little did you know that ten years later, you’d be living halfway across the world trying to figure life out. And you know what? Overall, it’s been good.

It’s been really hard sometimes, but it’s also been really good.

Here’s a list of ten things I wish you/we/I could have heard ten years ago. Ten things I’m saying to you now, wishing this were real. Maybe things would have been different had you/we/I heeded this kind of advice (had it been given), but we’ll never know.

You did all the right things. Don’t look back now.

1. Take care of your body.

Learn to eat healthy foods sooner. Find an exercise you enjoy. You will totally be regretting this later and after you pack on 30 unwanted pounds post-graduation.

2. Your heart will get broken… a few times. But you come out stronger.

There will be pain. You will cry a lot. But you will grow so much. Grasp that independence that you once had before those guys. Run with it. Run like the wind. Learn to be you.

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good news… i have room for at least three more scarves

Hey, Reader.

What you probably don’t remember is that I mentioned a few weeks ago that I moved from my old apartment, where I spent my first thirteen months in Korea, into JW’s apartment upon his departure. Said “new” apartment is a major come-up: no strange mildew smell; natural sunlight; brand new gas stove; bathroom with dimensions that allow for a hung shower curtain to keep half the space dry at all times; actual, working cable TV with a handful of channels playing English-speaking programming; and more storage space than my little heart could imagine.

The downside: it’s up four flights of stairs. But whatever. This place is the bomb.

So, I moved in more than five weeks ago. And over these five weeks, I have hardly made a dent in getting organized… I had a giant pile of scarves in the spare room, tangled and indiscernible from one another. I had crap all over the floor, begging for a home. I had Ziploc storage containers waiting to be washed and housed in a cabinet. I had clothes still in suitcases…

You get the point… I had junk everywhere.

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DUDE. I live in Korea.

Well, I’m finally doing it. Coffee in hand, I’m ignoring the fact that my apartment looks like a homeless person camped out here and finally sitting down to start writing. And yes, there’s plenty I should have written about before. So, to simplify and get a quick start, I’m going to keep this short. (Short for me, anyway. Maybe not for you…)

Let’s start with a list of what I consider to be my top ten accomplishments thus far:

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