Thursday, March 10, 2011
03-08-11 Visiting Korea.
I was getting ready to leave my home (my parents house). Not forever, just a visit to Korea, that's all. I hugged and kissed my mom goodbye and then put the last of my bags in the car and drove off. There was a man driving, not sure who. He took me all the way to my friends house in Korea. We hugged as soon as I arrived, then she went out to the car to help bring my stuff in. I had made and brought her a huge frame -as tall as I am and as wide as two or three of me- with different pictures in it. While she was outside I was standing in the small kitchen of the place she was living, talking to a friend of hers, who was also Korean. I don't speak Korean, and I couldn't understand much of anything she was saying, but, the only thing I remember her saying that I did understand was that my comment was the only one that translated into Korean perfectly. I'm guessing she was referring to a comment I posted to my friend on facebook, but I'm not sure, and I don't remember what the comment was... And then I woke up.
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