Week 51: Exit
FREEDOM FROM THE OPPRESSION OF LANGUAGE SCHOOL, THE TYRANNY OF REPETITION, THE SPECTERS OF PRESENTATIONS. FREE AT LAST. FREE AT LAST. LORD ALMIGHTY, I’M FREE AT LAST. Yeah, this was a nice week 🙂
FREEDOM FROM THE OPPRESSION OF LANGUAGE SCHOOL, THE TYRANNY OF REPETITION, THE SPECTERS OF PRESENTATIONS. FREE AT LAST. FREE AT LAST. LORD ALMIGHTY, I’M FREE AT LAST. Yeah, this was a nice week 🙂
Well here we are, all over again, ready to leave the country again immediately following the end of my semester at Ewha. Summer is way more like winter than you’d expect. My semester was filled with a learning curve for dance, a bunch of random…
So I took my midterm for Ewha and although language school still sucks, Ewha definitely did suck less than Kodae because the midterm did actually reflect on the work we did throughout our time in class. Admittedly, my disdain for the Korean language program is here…
AND WE’RE BACK! … to cold as hell Seoul. Damn, I knew I should have packed some of the warm of Taiwan in my suitcase. Total traveller’s remorse 🙁 Well, it wouldn’t have done too much initially anyway because the first thing I had to…
I didn’t comprehend just how taxing the past week was until I realized I became a bit of a potato on Sunday. I originally planned to climb 수락산 (Mt. Suraksan), but after a 3 hour Skype session late into the night, I knew that wasn’t…
Monday felt unbearably long. Still at a creative high from the festival, I constantly thought what was I actually doing here, in this whitewashed classroom trapped in a rut of grammar particles and phonetics. I needed to watch some movies! Fortunately, I managed to ween…
Sunday morning, homework still left over from missing a few days of classes from Ramadan struggles and an apparent lack of motivation after being bogged down by so many repetitive class hours. To make matters worse, it was the first time I missed the weekly…
Lord Almighty, why must there be such an evil like tests to exist? Now, outside the walls of Yale, I felt a little more free from the standard liberal arts curriculum by delving into language learning and self-teaching. But, lo and behold, one can never…
I haven’t been fully honest with you. Yes, I am at a Korean university learning Korean. Yet, everyday feels like I’m breaking an unspoken moral code by not only studying at an all-girl, Christian university, but I also live in 이화여자대학교 (Ewha Womans University). To reconcile…