Without a computer, I have had limited access to the Internet, which I am somewhat saddened will come to an end when I head to Busan on Friday. I could always just say I won't get Internet for my apartment, but that would be a lie.

Tomorrow we have our 15 minute presentation in front of the class. Means nothing, and everyone was getting so worried, but it's simply an opportunity to try it out, see what works, see what doesn't, in front of a class. Then we meet our POE's. Then, the powder keg will blow again. Someone outside of the 7-11 (yes, they have those here) said over a beer (yes, you can drink those outside here) said it was a shame they would not lift the 1am curfew for our last night at Jeonju University. Really? If they, some people might not be coming back to campus alive.

While people range in age widely, from early 20s to some in their 50s, alcohol is a powerful equalizer, especially in South Korea, where it's cheaper to drink soju than water. Last night at noraebang (singing room), the average age swung in every which way and everyone was everyone's best friend. Then, today, as you saw someone you sang Bon Jovi's "Bad Medicine" with arm in arm the night before, hello's were muffled as each person scuttled on their way. And that was a weekday event. But, what about the night before we finally settle into our true Korean digs? Powder keg. Kaboom. We'll see where the day leads us.

I will close with that. Actually, I will close with this: kimshits. If it's already been coined, I'm going to say I came up with it anyway. You can probably figure out what I mean.