Okay, well I will write more about my childhood later because I would love to share my cultural experience and how I managed to adapt to the Afghan cuture.
Anyways, getting back to being alive. I am, obviously, for my family members who thought I would die here. (cough mom cough) I am having a great time here though. I met a lot of awesome people from all over the world. I learned how to pay for things in a convenience store and vending machines. I am picking my Korean back up. I had a lovely two second coversation with one of our lunch ladies in Korean about eating and kimchi. If you guys don't know, kimich is HUGE here. Every meal, kimichi is there. Everywhere I look, kimchi is right next to me. Basically if you don't like kimchi, you should learn. It is a whole separate food group here. I do love it and actually crave it at times even though I have it all the time already.
Basically, I am alive and well. I miss home, friend, family and familiarity but I am having a blast. I do not regret coming here, and I look forward to the upcoming adventures.
Until the next time I feel like writing ;) Annyeonghi-gaesayo.
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