I am so culturally confused. I have spent the last week attempting suppress my Korean and gently coaxing my Japanese out of the dark hole that it has been hiding in for the past few months. It has not been easy. At Starbucks I forgot how to order in Japanese. When Japanese people talk to me I stare at them for a few moments shifting between three languages wondering which one is appropriate. I have never thought I was very good at Japanese. A few days ago it suddenly dawned on me that I can speak in past, present and future tense flawlessly, I can say the same thing a million different ways, I can understand Japanese humor. When I compare my Japanese to my Korean I realize I need to give myself more credit. 
 
Why in the world did I chose to go to Korea instead of Japan???
 
It gets so frustrating living in a country for so long and not being able to communicate. I have learned the useful phrases but it's not enough for any true communication. Not being able to talk is like not being able to walk, you have an obvious disability that hinders your ability to lead a normal life. Thank goodness I have so many friends that help me. Without them I would have died a thousand times over. For all those frustrating times, Korea has taught me some amazing lessons. Even though I have moments of questioning my decision to live in Korea I know I did the right thing. I would never have been satisfied staying in Japan. I would have never appreciated how much Japanese I know, I would never have a third language and culture running around in my head trying to confuse me. It has been good to be a total complete, ignorant foreigner~ I appreciate things I used to take completely for granted.