My first week as an English teacher has come to an end, and in good time. Although my cold/sore throat seems to have subsided a bit, I am still completely exausted and in dire need of a weekend of rest. Thus far, teaching is stressful and hard, and I am desperately hoping that it will get easier as the weeks go by. If it doesn’t, I will likely be dead in a month.
I’m listening to the sound of gunshots wafting over from the Korean military base across the street. Did I mention that I live across the street from a Korean military base? I do. It’s pretty interesting and unusual, and then it’s a little bit unsettling — I don’t know if I should be getting used to the sound of gunshots and sirens and marching soldiers.
I’m at a loss for more words.
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