R.I.P

I should've written about this sooner but just didn't get around to it. Kept myself distracted but now that things have settled down here I go...

Two people I know were victims in university shooting in Oakland. One of them, I was not that close to but we met a few times and I knew her brother cause we used to work together. The other victim, I actually haven't seen her for a while but nevertheless, she left quite an impression and some great memories. <3

I felt some sort of guilt while I was in Korea and first found out about all this. Was very shocked and didn't want to believe it. This is another reason why I stopped posting pictures and whatnot on FB (kept it to instgram and twitter since only a handful of people follow those) while in Korea because it felt wrong that I was having fun while everyone else back home was suffering. It finally hit me about 2 days after I heard the news. I remember waking up in the hostel and started crying. I'm sorry that I wasn't here to pay my respects. Rest in heavenly peace Grace and to all the other victims who lose their lives.

Somberness

Here we go all over again. I HATE this feeling but it's inevitable. Tonight is my last night in Korea and the feeling of leaving the place... having to say, "until next time...." sigh. Good food, company, and memories. If I could travel every day for the rest of my life, I would in a heartbeat but the leaving aspect part of all this kills me. Just knowing that once I step off that plane, routine starts all over again but I know that this is what makes these trips that much more special. Any place I travel to, I ALWAYS end up in a full blown melancholy rut. It's routine now but I eventually get over it. Just ends up motivating me more to work and study harder so I can reward myself and save up for another trip to who knows where. Tonight, after we had our last meeting with a few friends, my body finally gave in. This always seems to happen. You run on adrenaline and then on the last night/day you mentally just give up. You begin to realize what being tired really is.. physically and mentally. As much as I feel and thnk otherwise, I am ready to go back home. Until next time Korea. PAEYYYCEEEEEE.