Yesterday night, three of my blockmates have gone to Jeonju, South Korea, for their yearlong exchange student program, and I'm still torn between excitement and envy. I keep feeling envious, knowing how close I was to applying for the program and getting my transcripts too. I had four days before the deadline, I had the chance to apply, but I had to remind myself: I'm needed here, at home. My father needs me.

Apparently this year's not going to be the jackpot for me. My dreams of late-night walks in Seoul and of finally being able to wear a scarf and layers of jackets without getting weird stares will have to wait. A door has been opened, yes, but what's waiting on the other side was meant for somebody else. My turn will come at the right time.

For now, I need to stay by my father's side. And pray.

/blocks my nosebleed. Geez this is what skipping blog entries does to me.