Yvi

I am walking on eggshells and nibbling my nails waiting to find out what happens next. My documents should make it to Korea by Friday at the latest. Then they take up to another week to get processed, then I get my visa information, then I go to the consulate to have everything certified, and finally I find out my flight information.

Honestly, I'm excited, but I'm also a little terrified. I've been reading up on the part of Korea where my school is located and the consensus seems to be that it is what you make of it. Which is all well and good, but I want as many specifics as I can if I'm going to be living in a foreign country for a year. I'm infinitely grateful for my month in Egypt, since I can only imagine how badly I'd be freaking out if I had no experience whatsoever teaching abroad.

However, I'm actually enjoying getting to spend some time at home, as opposed to flagellating myself for not having a job for all of three weeks--I've been back in my room at my mother's house, and things have been all right so far. It's great being able to weed through my room at my leisure, have access to everything in the refrigerator, and not pay rent. Both my brothers are home for the summer, though the little Gorgon is busy working the (lol) graveyard shift for a funeral home and the littlest Gorgon is on the computer most of the time. Finding a temp job to tide me over had been way more of a pain than I'd anticipated--I've had some great interviews for other teaching positions abroad, permanent placement jobs in the US, and extended temp positions in the US, but no luck on snagging something simple and short-term. Please, dear God, just let someone need an extra set of hands for inventory. I do, at least, have a possible tutoring gig I need get the details on tomorrow. Verbal SAT prep, which I can totally do, even though it took me a while to remember they don't make the SATs like they used to.

Also, I went to a 90's dance party over the weekeend and met up with the lawyer chick who'd copped my number a couple nights before. All was well, till she had to leave early and help take a sick friend home. Unless that was all just an excuse to get away from me for whatever reason. Still, my friends and I rocked out to the end and went to bed around four in the morning, after a much-needed falafel run on the way back from the club. Vegetarian lesbians party hard, y'know.