You have to start somewhere, I choose here

This is a test... Hello! You know, figuring out how to make a blog is harder than it seems, especially when you're someone who would rather spend an hour whacking randomly at the keyboard in hopes that something intelligible will happen, instead of spending five minutes reading a simple set of instructions.  I hate instructions.

Anyway, I decided to create this blog because I think that, starting in a few months, I might have some interesting things to say.  Right now I'm a student about to graduate college, and on July 4th I'll be flying to South Korea for a year-long Fulbright ETA (English Teaching Assistantship), where I'll be teaching English to Korean middle or high-schoolers, and live in a homestay with a Korean family.  Exciting! : )  Just to give a little perspective, as of now, I know how to speak zero Korean and I know practically zero about Korean culture (gah!), which should make for an interesting learning experience.

As such, the purpose of this blog will be not only to talk about what I see and experience personally, but also to put down some interesting things about Korean culture, language, or anything else, that I hope followers (you will follow me, yes? good...) will find interesting as well.  I'd like this blog to turn into a sort of educational thing, as well as chronicle of my ridiculous attempts to understand a new culture. : )  So I hope to get comments from anyone who has something interesting to say, about South Korea or whatever, or any questions that I can try and answer to look up. Don't be afraid to ask hard or complicated questions, make me earn the privilege of having you as a follower!

So I thought I'd start here, on May 3rd, one hour after having finished my last class (FOREVER), and at the beginning of the sad and suffocating crush of finals.  I'm hanging out in the Huxler Reading room of Gilman Hall (that picture up there is what the outside looks like) at the Johns Hopkins University Homewood campus.  It's pretty steamy in here right now, both from the sun shining maniacally at my face through the windows, as well as the mist floating up off the necks and armpits of terrified students.  And then there's me, writing a blog when I should be writing about Plato and Fitzgerald (did you know that her stole bits from his wife's, Zelda's, diary and published them when she told him not to?) Oh wait, I should also mention my major is Writing Seminars (fiction writing), with a minor in Anthropology and Environmental Studies. Whatever, I thought that might be relevant.

And wait! how long are these posts supposed to be?

I lost my train of thought.....anyway, this is where I am now.  Obviously, I've been a student for the past, well, for pretty much all of my time here on Earth, so I thought here would be a good place to begin, somewhere when everything is still familiar, because I've been told by pretty much everyone that this experience abroad will change me forever.  That's pretty terrifying when you really think about it: things will never be the same as they were, you can never go back to being who you were, all will be different forever and ever.  Yeah it's pretty damn scary, I can't freaking wait.