The Black Barbie Chronicles: Getting Into It


I can remember the time when I thought I got Korea and didn’t want to jump on a plane back home.  Check out this little nugget when I learned how to respect the hustle which is Korea. Enjoy.

F. M. Laster

“The best revenge is massive success.” – Frank Sinatra


Getting Into It

I’ve been here a little over a month, and I think I have it down when it comes to living in Korea. Some days, I’m ready to say fuck it, hop a plane and head on home. I miss my crazy friends, good food, and great sex. Then I ask myself, I say, “ Self, just what would you be doing if you were home?”

Well, more often than not, I’d be getting into trouble, drinking and staying out way too late, and having sex; not all of it great. Then I think Korea is the place for me. Korea is where I need to be at this time in place. Who can forget the Hannu Affair? Anyway, let’s see what I can do here that I can also do at home.

Can I get into trouble here? Check. Can I stay out way too late drinking coming home in the morning, showering, and going to work? Check. Can I have crazy friends? Double-check! Can I have great sex? Well, the jury’s still out on that one; however, I do have some feelers I’m working on.

Look Korea is not the Mecca or Paradise some jackass foreigners may claim it to be. Korea has issues and problems, just like any other country. One can not come here, expecting to “find” themselves. If you want to lose yourself and avoid people at home, sure, Korea is the place to be.

Every day I am learning something new about myself. I’ve learned how to order food. I’ve learned how to conduct banking business. I’ve learned how to get a taxi and tell the driver where I wanted to go. I’m able to ask for help when I need it. I’ve done all these things without speaking the language. Take that America Land!

I’ve had good days and bad days, but the good outweighs the bad. The good and bad days can take place anywhere when you think about it. However, Korea has really pushed me out of my comfort zone and forced me to realize that yes, I am an idiot who can drink like a fish and curse like a sailor. However, I able to be alone in my own skin, and I’m okay with that. Now I’m off to find great sex.

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