Full Circle

So I've had an amazing year with most of the stories cataloged in this internet book. Running on the fumes of soju and the tumbler of Mackiss & Lemonade next to me I write to all of you.

I remember a year ago knowing what I wanted out of my time in Korea. And I feel like I did most of those things. Today is different though. I'm searching for a job and I don't have many particulars about where it is so long as I'm teaching. I wish I could promise 100 blogs, even 120, for the year but when you have no direction it's tough to make that call.

I'm here until August. That's all I know. In a perfect world I would teach English in France and get two birds with one stone. That doesn't look like something that will happen. Because Korea has changed me I'm open to move almost anywhere I can with the promise of making and saving money. The toughest part is leaving all that I've managed to discover behind me and watching it grow from a far on Facebook (unless I go to China). That's what really tears at me is leaving what I've managed to make outside of my job, you know, the things that make life worth living. I guess I've never been in this situation where one thing in life flops but its what everything you love orbits around.

My resolution of the year is just figure life out. Teaching here is something anyone can do and the magic on this peninsula keeps you care-free and ageless. You can put the dial all the way down and do what you're told or crank it and run it like an actual teacher with activities, games and no PPTs.

I feel miles away from my keyboard right now, I apologize for ^that stuff. I guess its from the heart and all but I'm at this point where I'm thinking about ... a girl. We met on a Monday ... at a bar. My buddy and I always play beer pong given the opportunity and his Korean girlfriend recruited these two locals to play with us. One of those people was her. She's a nursing student, likes Big Bang Theory, hates red bean (this is HUGE) and doesn't speak a lot of English. She's really charming though. I'd break my collarbone again if she was working at my local hospital. I take that back. Maybe just a hip injection or some TLC on the IV for an hour.

Either way 2013 ended well. Here's to 2014.
Cheers, Folks!