Grah.

To add to my frustrations: I have to move out of my apartment on the 31st of January. The good news is that I'm only moving up 5 floors and over slightly. Not a big move by any means, but not one I'm entirely thrilled about. The part that pisses me off is the manner in which I was told. My director came to me on Tuesday to tell me that he was going over to my apartment at that very moment. Keep in mind I was in the process of doing laundry and that I REALLY need to clean my place. I was incredibly upset and reasonably so. Anyway, whatever. I'm moving on the 31st. I have to pack up everything, including all the stuff that was here when I moved in . Have I started? No. And I don't intend to until next week. On Saturday Loren, Ashley, Mike and I are going to Incheon to make some pottery. It should be pretty nice and a much needed stress relief. After intensive is over, I'm getting a massage.

As much as I have recently been complaining about my school, I know I could be in a much worse situation and I don't want to make my school seem horrible. In spite of all the trouble, I actually enjoy my job. It could be better, sure, but who has a job that is absolutely perfect. As far as jobs go, this one is pretty good. I'm even thinking about staying past July. I mean, I won't have to move again.