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Tomorrow morning I’ll be on my way home to Canada. It’s strange how quiet my life will seem outside of the bustle of Seoul and the bali-bali (quick quick) way of life.

I’m still packing my suitcase right now and being pressured to go to bboy practice now. I know if I go right away I’ll have a blast but will end up packing drunk and that’s probably a bad idea, but I want to spend as much time with all my friends as I can before I leave them for what could possibly be forever.

People keep asking me when I’m coming back to Korea, and I never know what to say… I certainly don’t want to teach English again for a year. But I know forcertain that I’m going to miss Korea and their way of life and mannerisms and sound effects. It’s been a really strange day oday that started out with me shopping for clothes, then just sitting at a subway station in a very strange mood watching people go by, to me yelling at my old co-worker because they f***ed my plane ticket home and would not pay to fix it and couldn’t do so in time.

On that note, I won’t be flying in to Toronto. I will instead be flying in to Montreal. What I’ll do once I’m there I’m not 100% sure but I DO know that I will have an ass-and-a-halfs load of luggage to take with me however I get home.

I just realized I’m blogging when I should be packing and/or saying good bye to new and dear friends. So I will end my post here.

It’s strange how some people I’ve known most of my time in Korea will be or already have disappeared without a trace, but some of the Korean friends I’ve made in only the past few weeks here in Anam are already planning trips to visit me in Toronto!

It’s funny how friends can enter your life so strongly or just disappear so easily.  I would love to hear anyone’s opinion or stories relating to this.

I’ll add some pictures of people I’ve met here when I have a spare moment…