<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:blogger="http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241543969711994070</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Fri, 25 Oct 2024 01:12:32 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>Life after Korea...</title><description></description><link>http://driftingoutofreach.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (...)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241543969711994070.post-7104676722593027523</guid><pubDate>Wed, 11 Feb 2009 22:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-11T14:33:39.853-08:00</atom:updated><title>I can has cheez...</title><atom:summary type="text">Dudes, I&#39;m so disappointed... I just learned what rennet is. For all these years I somehow managed to know that cheese was made with rennet while not knowing what that was. Although, that does solve the mystery of vegetarian cheese. I always wondered what that was about. Actually, I&#39;d been toying with the idea of being a vegetarian recently because I&#39;ve been experiencing some guilt related to my </atom:summary><link>http://driftingoutofreach.blogspot.com/2009/02/i-can-has-cheez.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (...)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241543969711994070.post-6607145165788775296</guid><pubDate>Sat, 31 Jan 2009 00:03:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-03T15:18:06.641-08:00</atom:updated><title>There is a light that never goes out...</title><atom:summary type="text">So, I&#39;m trying to get on-board with energy efficient light bulbs, BUT they&#39;re so incredibly annoying. Why must it take them so freaking long to actually produce light??? I miss flipping the switch and having light. Like, immediately. Now, I flip the switch and have to wait five minutes to have enough light to actually see. Supposedly, energy efficient bulbs are sooo much better; blah, blah, blah,</atom:summary><link>http://driftingoutofreach.blogspot.com/2009/01/there-is-light-that-never-goes-out.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (...)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241543969711994070.post-4410287784416637800</guid><pubDate>Sun, 25 Jan 2009 13:50:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-31T14:59:21.098-08:00</atom:updated><title>I&#39;m just not that into you...</title><atom:summary type="text">Ugh, some people just have no respect for common decency... If you become so intoxicated at a party that you throw up, it is never EVER acceptable to subsequently attempt to convince a girl to go home with you. 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Everything is fraught with possible hidden meanings... of course, I realise that most of those hidden meanings probably only exist in my over-analytical mind, but there they are.Today, The Boy sent me a &#39;hug&#39; through Facebook...Did he actually intend to send me a hug?Does he even know that he sent me a</atom:summary><link>http://driftingoutofreach.blogspot.com/2008/12/analyse-this.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (...)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241543969711994070.post-4632954354716915488</guid><pubDate>Wed, 17 Dec 2008 23:27:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-17T17:04:37.790-08:00</atom:updated><title>Making out Breaking up in Korean</title><atom:summary type="text">The Boy and I were discussing the Korean &#39;phrasebook&#39; Making out in Korean on the phone the other day. That book is some good shit. Not because of its educational factor which is pretty minimal, but because of its amusement factor which is high... What&#39;s funnier (in the immature sense, of course) than learning how to say &#39;Go home and masturbate!&#39; or &#39;You look like a penis!&#39; in Korean??? Tee </atom:summary><link>http://driftingoutofreach.blogspot.com/2008/12/making-out-breaking-up-in-korean.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (...)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241543969711994070.post-3193699275631023942</guid><pubDate>Sun, 30 Nov 2008 15:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-30T08:14:38.860-08:00</atom:updated><title>Absence makes the heart grow fonder...</title><atom:summary type="text">and the stomach grow hungrier. I&#39;ve been having some serious cravings for Korean food. I try to console myself with the fact that there is a wide and varied selection of cheese in my fridge which would be impossible to come by in Korea, but at the moment all I want is 비빔밥, 보쌈, 김치 만두, 삼겹살, etc; le sigh. Wow, do I miss having my lunch provided everyday at school. Oh, what wouldn&#39;t I give for that </atom:summary><link>http://driftingoutofreach.blogspot.com/2008/11/absence-makes-heart-grow-fonder.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (...)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241543969711994070.post-7597766472923255875</guid><pubDate>Wed, 19 Nov 2008 21:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-19T13:46:12.024-08:00</atom:updated><title>What would Emily Post do?</title><atom:summary type="text">Oh God. I found myself confronted by the most awkward of situations today and had no idea what the proper protocol was. I was over at a friend&#39;s place and she was wearing these new pjs that she had just bought. She kept saying how cute they were, how comfortable they were and how much she loved them. In fact, they were so cute she thought she might wear the top out as an actual top. This was fine</atom:summary><link>http://driftingoutofreach.blogspot.com/2008/11/what-would-emily-post-do.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (...)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5241543969711994070.post-7364417463745298850</guid><pubDate>Mon, 17 Nov 2008 19:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-17T12:54:18.364-08:00</atom:updated><title>Falling out of reach...</title><atom:summary type="text">That pretty much sums up how I&#39;ve been feeling. When I went to Korea I thought about many things : Would I make a good teacher? Would I learn Korean? Would I like it??? The one thing that I didn&#39;t think about was leaving. Turns out, that&#39;s the hardest part. Readjusting to life back in the Real World is proving to be difficult. 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