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My languaged obsessed boy might actually know more phrases than me, this feels wrong in so many ways. So to take ownership of my other language, I plan to watch as many Korean dramas and films as possible. By the way, Korean cinema is brilliant! I’ve just scoured a site full of them and they’re so arty and accomplished. Anyway I’m starting on one called Palace, which is an utterly absurd story of love triangles in a fictional fairytale kingdom, sounds like bliss to me! Also I start my part time job next week so i’ll have the time to properly start to memorise some phrases other than hello/goodbye/thankyou/I don’t understand.

Wowsers, it seems like I’ve been planning this trip forever! The stooopid travel people FINALLY sent me an e-ticket but have cut my trip short, because all the flights are full, even though I initially emailed them a good 6 months ago to book it. I was pissed off at first, cos it means less time with the boy, but then I thought it’s a free trip, I’m going to Korea, I’ll stop whinging.

I’ve been feeling a bit apprehensive about travelling alone too, but I’m reading this book about an english woman who travelled round South Korea for three months and now I feel like a woman power superhero HUZZAH! It’s going to be great. I’ve joined a couple of networks in Seoul, one of them is an English Korean language exchange who meet every weekend in the evening so that’s up there on my agenda. The other is an artists network who meet on Saturday nights, so that’s pretty much my first weekend covered and I’ll no doubt meet loads of other people on the way.

I had a big itinerary planned but I’m going to relax that seeing as I have less time now. I’m quite pleased about this because I’d much rather spend more time in one place learning, doing enjoying it more, than cramming in a load of places just because I want to say I’ve been there. I remember in India I can’t remember half the places we’d seen because we were on the move so much, I think it’s far more important to be a dweller… or maybe I’m just lazy.

The other thing I thought was how this trip could feed into my art or writing. It probably will influence me much more than I envisage. My old art tutor keeps telling me I should document it, do something with it, but I always thought it was a seperate matter. At the end of the day though, creativity is all about ourselves really so whether it’s concious or not, it will seep through whatever I do after the trip. I am however hoping it will open up lots of possibilities for projects, I’m a bit stuck as to what to do. I once read about an artist who went to Italy and refused to come back to England until she’d completed 500 decent drawings. I quite like that idea.

Well tonight I get to complete the excitingly exciting task of making a sleep sheet out of a bedsheet and I might write a list. Goodo!

I have spent the last two days in bed… it’s been great, well apart from the brain freezing migraine. I should probably read or get on with making work for an exhibition I’m in next week, but nahh, I’m gonna go right back to bed cos sometimes you just have to give in and do nothing.