<Read this is a melodramatic voice that sounds like it’s on the verge of tears>
*Commences pity party*
Everyone is in (or is going to) Bali. Or Thailand. Or Japan. Or Jeju. Or just somewhere fucking awesome. And I’m stuck in Incheon, at school, and I will be all of next week. And then my next semester starts.
Also, instead of two four-day weekends (which is what I get instead of a real vacation) I had one four-day weekend, and will have one three-day weekend. Because I’m teaching tomorrow. And this is currently making me hate my life.
*melodrama and snot crying*
*Ends pity party*
(I will now stop doing this, because I will have more days during winter, so I will have enough vacation time to make going home worth the trip. Hooray!)