So, I suppose I should start this post off with the most exciting of news: I met a boy. he's not like the other boys I have met in Korea, he's a real boy. He's an out and proud, 6'5'', Australian boy, who I am quite taken with.
That news is bumps my other most exciting news to second. That news is of course that I am so fucking close to being out of this country, I can fucking taste it. I have all my visas, I bought my backpack, I've sent home more than half of the stuff I came to this country with. I have all of my plane tickets EXCEPT the most important one - the one home.
We had asked our director about getting the cash for our ticket, because our contract states that we get a ticket home, from Busan. But since we are going to be all the way in Bangkok, Thailand, we said just give us the money, and we'll pay the difference. For whatever reason she said that it was no problem, she'd buy our ticket for us. Now we did some investigating the travel agent said it would be something like 2,000,000 won (about $2000). She siad because the flight was outside of Korea, we weren't eligible for any discounts. Anyways we looked around and found an airline that would get us from Bangkok - Toronto for $1022 CAN. The only catch was that it had to be purchased on the internet.
Anyways we leave in exactly 2 weeks and - no ticket. Paitently waiting.
Anyways so the meat of the story - Z - not the Z of yester-post, but lets call him ZJ, his initals. It all started on Friday night when my posse and I said that we wanted to do something outside of the norm one Friday night. We heard about a bonfire at the faraway beach that we used to frequent last summer. So we rolled out there and were having quite an enjoyable time. However the girls couldn't help themselves and so they ditched and hit up KSU and our usual haunts. I hung back with one other girl and we continued chatting until I checked my phone for the time and saw the following txt msg: "JROLLO GAWAY PARTY AT KINO AT LEAST 5 GAYS" I grabbed my friend and put her ass in a cab with me and I told the driver Kino.
(gotta to my last class finish later)
We were got to the bar and I saw Kyle2 ( a skinny, blond, blading gay guy, who looks like my best friend from London, Kyle) and we chatted for a little bit. He introduced me to ZJ and said, "Hey you should take him home." I looked over at ZJ, sized him up and said, "Ok." The rest as they say is history. We've known each other 3 weeks and we spend A LOT of time together.
He's a really cool guy and we are both pieces. {WARING: Here comes to TMI} We are also both tops. When two queer meet, you have to figure out who's the top and who's bottom. It obviously doesn't work if you've got two of the same. Anyways, it took us a little bit to figure out what was doing. He took it first. I promised that I'd take it before I left. But, last night he took it again (It was glorious btw). We were in the shower afterwards and he says, "This is bad, because I kind of like bottoming for you." I cock and eye. "Well, you're not that big, so it doesn't hurt or anything." he says.
"Well you sure know how to make a guy feel comfident about himself." I said.
"You know what I mean," he said.
A back-handed compliment if I ever heard one.
This weekend, we're heading to Mudfest. We have heard about about this thing sicne we first got here. 3000 foreigners take over this beach town up north, roll around in mud, drowning in soju, and its supposed to be EPIC. I can't wait. We gotta get up at 6:45 am though, which is balls, then be on a bus for 3+ hours. Balls. But supposed to be EPIC. We'll see.
Also reports that school children who went last weekend got some sort of weird rash is dampening the atmosphere. Not hot. But again, we'll see. As if drunk foreigners would restain themselves for something as small as a rash.
Thats it (started drinking already, what's wrong with me) OUT
We were got to the bar and I saw Kyle2 ( a skinny, blond, blading gay guy, who looks like my best friend from London, Kyle) and we chatted for a little bit. He introduced me to ZJ and said, "Hey you should take him home." I looked over at ZJ, sized him up and said, "Ok." The rest as they say is history. We've known each other 3 weeks and we spend A LOT of time together.
He's a really cool guy and we are both pieces. {WARING: Here comes to TMI} We are also both tops. When two queer meet, you have to figure out who's the top and who's bottom. It obviously doesn't work if you've got two of the same. Anyways, it took us a little bit to figure out what was doing. He took it first. I promised that I'd take it before I left. But, last night he took it again (It was glorious btw). We were in the shower afterwards and he says, "This is bad, because I kind of like bottoming for you." I cock and eye. "Well, you're not that big, so it doesn't hurt or anything." he says.
"Well you sure know how to make a guy feel comfident about himself." I said.
"You know what I mean," he said.
A back-handed compliment if I ever heard one.
This weekend, we're heading to Mudfest. We have heard about about this thing sicne we first got here. 3000 foreigners take over this beach town up north, roll around in mud, drowning in soju, and its supposed to be EPIC. I can't wait. We gotta get up at 6:45 am though, which is balls, then be on a bus for 3+ hours. Balls. But supposed to be EPIC. We'll see.
Also reports that school children who went last weekend got some sort of weird rash is dampening the atmosphere. Not hot. But again, we'll see. As if drunk foreigners would restain themselves for something as small as a rash.
Thats it (started drinking already, what's wrong with me) OUT
