myungdong

right now my barefeet are resting on this cool dorm floor, and it feels so good. the veins running to my toes are throbbing like mad and the flesh on my heels are screaming at me for stuffing them into petite high heels for the entire day, but i feel so good. my love affair with this foreign country is still going strong.

highlight of the weekend: the world cup game and me sleeping on the streets of seoul/getting woken up by the camera/pissed off, all on korean national television. i am embarrassed, but famous.