Dduk chuseyo!!!

Gentlewomen and Manlies...I iz learnings Koreans. Whhhaaaa! The title says to you: "Please give to me Korean sweet rice cakes". And for your informations, they are oh-so-delicious. I've had them in Australia (thanks Eastwood!) but these ones were bought for us last night and eaten this morning for breakfast. Oh. Man. Still so damn fresh. A man and a woman were grinding up the red beans as we walked through the shop's door and a man at the back of the shop appeared to be mooshing up a massive saucepan of rice.

So I, with the help of my travel friend, spent almost the whole day yesterday at the school getting my Korean language on. Got my letters (or symbols as I initially wanted to call them :s) almost down pat, got my word order pretty much set, and now I just read the random syllables I can catch off passing signs and billboards. I am quite sure that it is to everyone's great annoyance...so, yeah. Sorry people of Korea. You're putting up with me for two more months. Deal.

Also I am getting used to no suspension in my bedding. Hard floor, why do you want to kill me so? Alas, I am getting used to your unforgiving ways, and my back seems to be in less pain. Relatively speaking, that is.

What else have we done since last postie? Well, I have eaten more rice in the past four days than I probably would in a month. I realise that I am getting pwned hard at eating in general, actually. The English teacher with which we have been staying at is about half my size and eats about twice as much as I.

Speaking of English, we've been "teacher's aids" for a couple of classes. We get asked questions of all kinds, funny, strange, and the outright repetitive ("Have you seen a kangaroo?" etc.). The normal reaction to practically any answer I give to any question is a massive all-class-involved "AHHH WWWOOOWWWW". It's like they are surprised I can actually open my mouth and speak words. Strange. Also, questions like "Do you like to marry?" are just awkward.

It's been quiet at the school. Yearly examinations are just about now, and they are all preparing for a big festival on Friday (today) and Saturday. Unfortunately we'll miss it, which I am a bit disappointed about, but yesterday we got to "party hard" with the teachers. And by "party hard" I actually mean "practise their hilarious dance moves with them for a piece they are putting on for festival times". So there we were, in a plastic greenhouse in the middle of the Korean countryside, listening to synth-ballad music, and standing in a three-row line shimmying and bringing out pretty tame moves. Don't worry, I rocked it as hard as I could...I only wish I had recorded it. Seriously, it seems as though Korea is just one big sitcom stuck in the 80s.

NB: Have posted some photos up in photobucket! Mraow!