I had a crazy fever dream last night that I was back in the US for some reason, but only for the weekend. I went to Half Price Books and was lurking about the clearance dvds waiting for someone to recognize me. Mike finally saw me and told me to squat down and then pop up and scare Emily, which I did. The next thing I remember is being on some sort of trip with a bunch of people and one of the boys from my sixth grade class (who looks like he could be about 18) was there. He was wearing a lumberjack shirt and I was wearing nothing but a fur-lined coat. I felt really awkward around him because I was so scantily clad and yet strangely intrigued because he looked like a big Asian lumberjack. I could barely look at him in class today because it felt too weird.
Jake and I visited an orphanage this weekend. It was a strange experience, but overall alright. Most of the kids seemed too shy to play with us, so only a few boys made an appearance. They didn't seem to much care for the people who couldn't speak Korean, but there was one really young boy who was too cute for words.
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