Shock! They're cutting me off!

It's currently 01:52 and I'm really sleepy, but the cable guy is coming in the morning to disconnect my TV and internet so I need to get my blogging in now!

The atmosphere at school was back to the apprehensive dejectedness as it was before. Teachers were literally bawling their eyes out when the kindergarten children were about to leave and the reality that we were never coming back to this school seemed to dawn on everyone. The free-for-all turned into a bit of a tearful goodbye as everyone cleared out their desks for the last time.

Still, we all went out for drinks after school, followed by three hours of 노래방 - hiring a small room with your friends to serenade one another via the art of karaoke. The girls taught me how to increase my 'princess syndrome' by whining at men - apparently an endearing quality in a girlfriend in Korea; I imagine every Western man's worst nightmare - and I experienced the repetition of "I miss you, I wait for you, you're all that I think about" as the bilinguals decided to translate the multitude of Korean ballads that they chose to sing.

It was a fun night, until the vice principle phoned one of the teachers, leading to a ping-pong match of "It was all my fault, I should have tried harder, etc," and two grown women sobbing down the phone at one another. Still, much beer was drunk, and much dancing took place. I was escorted home by two of the teachers, one of which was very drunk and refused to believe that I could walk home by myself, filling me with 'horror' stories of innocent men playing on pinball machines and alley cats. Numbers were exchanged and promises of keeping in touch were made.

I'd better sleep - there's the early graduation ceremony on tomorrow morning which I may or may not attend depending on what time the cable guy turns up and how bad my headache is. But probably more importantly, we have a job interview in the afternoon, that it would be recommendable to turn up reasonably coherent to...