Dancing Queen

The teacher goodbye dinner was Thursday. There were seven of us leaving. And of course each and everyone of us had to sing a song. I sang the Abba classic, Dancing Queen. It was terrible, of course, but the one male teacher in the 3rd grade helped me sing and made it awesome. After the song each teacher had another teacher say something about them and then talked themselves. For some reason my co-teacher, THE ONLY OTHER TEACHER THAT KNEW ME, refused to come up and talk. Which left the teacher running the whole karoake operation to explain what I was doing with myself. His English is actually really good so that was fine, but it gave me a little tinge of anger that my co-teacher wouldn't do it. What did she expect to happen? I'd magically begin spouting off in Korean and be able to communicate with everyone? I felt snubbed. Anyway, other than the singing I ate a whole lot of crab legs. Who knew they would be so delicious?? Crab legs, bulgogi, and kimbop. DELISH! Now I'm just waiting for the go ahead to move into somewhere new.