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Now that the profanities are out of the way, I thought I would mention that these series of documents may be of a profane and frightening nature. Curt words may be used as well as adult situations and subject matter. This is a warning that if you find such material objectionable, you should discontinue reading or grin and bear it. What you should not do, is complain to my mom or me that what you read hear was inappropriate. If that's the case, then don't read it or I'll make a new one and simply not tell you about it. So there.

Digressions aside, I arrived in Seoul today and spent the majority of the day waiting in lines to receive minor documents and badges. The orientation process is a lot like summer camp with scheduled activities, lights out, and a rumored capture the flag, but involving Korean Soju. First impressions indicate that this is a very cutesy place. The door to my dorm sings a melodious chime every time I enter or exit. The air conditioner does as well. The door however seems to have a personality, as it grows impatient if I leave it ajar for too long and screeches at me with angry notes. It is time to sleep, as I have not for two days.