More!

It's only been five days and already so much has happened. Blogging is getting downright ridiculous, but I know that I'll be grateful I spent all the time and energy to write my experiences down. I'm actually here at work, being, only slightly, unproductive, but I figured that I could take a break to update ya'll. Yes, I just said ya'll. I think that might be the first time, well, ever. I digress.
Where did I leave off? Friday, the 3rd of September, Mr. Choi took me to immigration so I could get my residence card! FINALLY. I had to meet him outside the school at 10:00 am, but MAN, it was so effing hot. The second I walked outside my apartment building, I was already sweating. I really don't know why I even bother showering in the mornings. Seriously. So I met him outside the school, which I'm sure when I say school, you're thinking of this one, perhaps two story building that's called Yang-G ELS (my school's name). Not so much. In Daejeon, or Korea, everything is high rise buildings. And when I say high rise, that doesn't necessarily mean that the building has 30 floors. A building will generally have five or six floors. My building, for instance has eight floors, but my school is located on the third and fourth floor. Get me? Same thing for shops, which is why naviagting around Korea is so damn difficult. A bookstore will be in a building, but will only be on the fifth floor of the building.
The people here also don't believe in houses. There aren't any houses anywhere, except perhaps in the rural areas of Korea. Everything is high rise apartments. Driving from Seoul to Daejeon, I literally saw clusters of high rise apartment buildings that probably consisted of 30-40 buildings. It was ridiculous. I'll try to take more pictures once I get the opportunity to do so. Where was I?
It was effing hot on Friday. I also don't know why I try to wear my hair down, because even though it's relatively short, wearing my hair down creates this inferno of heat around my scalp. It's awful. Anyway, we got into the car and Mr. Choi cranked the A/C (thank God). He, however, has this annoying habit of turning off the AC once he decides that he's cold enough. On the drive from Seoul to Daejeon, he probably turned the AC on and off again at least 35 times. In my deliriousness, I wanted to rip his head off because he kept turning the AC off, and whenever he did so, I started to sweat in my already smelly, sweaty clothes.
I actually need to go for a little bit. My food is here. I'll tell you all about ordering food here when I get back. Toodles!