Last week I did a really stupid thing and transferred a bunch of money home (in the MILLIONS…korean won) without checking my balance first. Turns out I spent a lot more in Seoul than I had intended. It was well worth it, but that left me with only around $200 for the rest of the month. As such, I’ve been relegated to cheap/free activities to entertain myself for the next 20 days. Last night I went to emart and found a nice, cheap bottle of Chilean cabernet. Score! But oh no, that wasn’t enough. The Emart wine dealer showed me a bottle of South African cab and I think she said how much better it is blah blah something in Korean. I took her word for it and bought both. I indulged in the SA wine (she was right, it’s delish) and some camembert while planning my trip for Osaka. I found a ticket for $200 less than I had originally found so booked it straight away. The more research I do, the more excited I get. Eventually passed out after consuming only one bottle of wine, until 7;30 this morning when my alarm went off. I jumped out of bed all confused and such, not realizing that my leg was completely asleep and I fell hard on the wood floor. Ow, son of a bitch! I knew something wasn’t right, why the fuck am I awake right now? It’s saturday, thank god, sigh of relief. Slept till 9:30 and missed the hike I was supposed to go on, but that’s okay because I got to watch the Magic/Bulls game on the NBA pass that my friend got and willingly gave me the log on info for. Score! And well, what do you know? I still have a bottle of wine! Nothing says lush like opening up a bottle of Chilean cab at 10 in the morning. So here I am, waiting for my fellow lush friend to get here and tell me stories of last night.
I think things are finally dwindling down with the boy from back home. We talked only twice this week, maybe for 20 minutes each. As much as I care about him, I know I have to let it go. My mom made me cry earlier in the week when she called him a loser and told me how I’m closing myself off to other opportunities by waiting around for something that inevitably won’t come thru. I know we both care about each other, but our lives are in different places and maybe we’re too different as it is. He has no ambition. His excitement of the week was buying 4 new shirts. I just bought 2 tickets to Japan. Not like it’s a competition, but fucking do something with your life already! I had a dream last weekend in Seoul that he came to my family reunion in Vegas and when he was leaving he told me he had to let this go. I pleaded him not to, but now in reality, I know I have to too. Six months in and things just seem like a distant memory. And I know that I shouldn’t be waiting around any longer for someone who’s made it clear that he’s afraid of getting attached and involved. Sure, I can tell myself that it’s because of the distance, but what would the excuse be if I was still in Florida? Anyhow, I’m going to spend the day with a bottle of wine and my camera and live my life because that’s all we really can do.
