Dear Sal,
Once again I have neglected you. Sorry, I'm not sorry. You may think that I have grown increasingly lazy over the last few months but this just isn't the case. Well, maybe a little.
With Jason's last visit at the end of February came a bombardment of social events. His brief two week stay meant most nights we were out, eating, drinking and drinking some more. It took it's tole on me both financially and physically. I'm broke, I say broke what I really mean is I went into my savings, and I am exhausted. With a new term starting as well means more preparation and work to be done. This term I have two classes that I have to pretty much plan myself, where as before I was given a tablet and a lesson plan for three hours, I am now handed a book that barely covers an hour and told to just 'think of something'. For the first time since I started over a year ago I have been stressed about work. I know I shouldn't moan, and that others have more work to do planning every lesson, but I haven't had any training for this. And I'm terrified they will realise I'm a fraud, who couldn't teach a fish how to swim.
Jason was a great distraction and I loved seeing him, but like every visit he makes comes a pang of sadness, as I know he will be leaving again all too soon. Saying goodbye doesn't get any easier. Other then that I haven't done much else. Oh, I got a TV finally! It's one of those big old box ones, it was free so I can't complain.
But enough about me, how are you? You're finally here and have started work. How are you finding it? I have so many questions for you. And I will ask you them in due time. As I write this I am currently on a train to Andong to meet you. I'm sat next to this old women who has no sense of personal space and who is eating dried fish. Wonderful.
I look forward to hearing about all you recent korean endeavours and seeing your hideous, I mean beautiful, face.
Love, hungs and dried fish.
Samuel James.
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