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"I am writing the story that will never end in my heart."
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arrival
After sleeping for a good 12 hours on a very hard mattress, causing me to have aching muscles, I've woken up in a still empty apartment.But let's start with my flight. I started my journey in Düsseldorf. (Insert emotional goodbye here. My father even lifted my small mother so she could look through the clear window and wave to me. ;~~~;) From there, I would take a plane to Abu Dhabi - a flight of 6 hours. I was seated next to the window and was pretty comfortable until I noticed who sat next to me. Don't get me wrong, I'm not the smallest either, but this woman couldn't even speak English and I think it's just rude to say: "I'm sorry, but could you try to move your arm for just a little bit so I have a bit more room?" She held her left arm in such a way, I had to lean to the window pretty much the first half of the flight. When we got our wonderful plane food (I'm serious, it wasn't that bad.. or I was just hungry), I could barely move my right arm or I had to move it in a really weird way to actually be able to cut the chicken. After four hours, I think she noticed though because she moved her arm and I didn't have to lean all the way to the left. Nonetheless, it was an okay flight. In Abu Dhabi, I got out at gate 4. I didn't even have to go very far because as soon as I got out of the gate, I saw lots of Koreans. And of course, I had to board at gate 4. After waiting for an hour, we could board again and start a 8 hour flight. I talked a bit with the Korean girl next to me the first 30 minutes, but after that we were both sleeping and watching movies the entire time. I also played a bit of Street Fighter buuuut... I blame everything on the plane remote control thingies. Couldn't even defeat Ryu with his constant 'HADOUKEEEN!' Anyways, also an okay flight. After customs and all, I walked through the terminal looking for a sign with my name on it. I did not see it. I walked around all of the people and just looked for the sign from the side. Soon, I found the girl, Rachel (mind you, her Korean name is totally different, though I pretty much forgot), and introduced myself. Though I did not expect her to hug me. "Hiii! How are you! /glomps/" Oh my goodness, please tell me not everyone here will hug me. Getting on the bus was a hassle but we got on it and I met some fellow Dutchies, also attending SKKU and sooner or later we finally reached the damn dorm. I got my room number '301' and walked into the flat. It was empty. No one else was there. Up until now (after a night of sleeping) it is still empty! I'm the only one in this flat! Hm. Something's wrong with the picture layout but anyways. This is the flat. I do have some complains about it. Maybe I'm too luxurious but... why is it that the bathroom doesn't have a lock? Do I need a 'don't disturb' sign? If you're showering, the others can hear you, but what if you're just on the toilet? I'd freak out. But then again, I'm also a bit paranoid. Plus the shower only has cold water! What is this?! I'm used to this in Indonesia, but in Korea? But continuing with the locks, the closets and cabins do have locks with keys but you still can't lock them. The actual system where the first part of the lock can lock in (this is confusing) is nowhere to be seen. Useful locks, I don't think so. I think I'll buy a little box on which I can attach a lock so I can put my valuable stuff in there. Next, the kitchen. The kitchen might be pretty huge but there's nothing. Absolutely nothing. Sure, we have a fridge, a stove, a microwave and a water purifier but at least two things are a bit useless if you don't have plates, glasses, pots and/or pans. I've met a girl, Sophia, at the airport who lives in the same building (she lives on the first floor) and yesterday we went to multiple shops to get some food and maybe some plates, but we decided to buy the utensils and stuff today (or tomorrow..) at Taiso? Daiso? Something like that. It's cheap there. And of course, I have a complaint about the fridge like I mentioned on facebook. It smells. It really smells. I don't know what it is, but it really smells. So.. I have to buy some detergent or whatever too, to get rid of the smell. My last complaint is the damn mattress. Too hard for comfort. Right now, I'm pretty much stuck in the flat because I don't dare to go out because of all the typhoon warnings. They said typhoon Bolaven will hit Seoul pretty hard around 2~3pm and I'd rather not risk anything on the second day I'm here. I guess I'll just put my clothes in the closet without a lock. |
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Anastacia, 20. I'm attending Sungkyunkwan University in Seoul, South Korea, for a few psychology classes and I'll also be conducting my own research for my bachelor thesis. I'll be residing there from end of August till end of December 2012.Call me Panda. That's what my college friends do. Music
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