Friday Night.

Friday night I had the opportunity to spend some time and have good old fun with friends from work. Girls night out!

We went to the Hudson talked and had fried spaghetti noodles.

Quality evening.

I never had the chance to post this! Sorry about the delay! I think it was written while I was on the plane or at the airport.

Salt Lake was a piece of cake - even with the increased security measures.

I was chosen to be one of the few random people that had to get their bags checked.

I've always found myself frustrated with those who complain about how much longer it takes to get through airport security. But, I must say that I was truly annoyed.
Hours of carefully packing your bags so that everything will fit in perfectly was marred in a matter of minutes. Having someone ravage through your personals is really quite embarrassing - even though there's no need to be (they go through stuff like that every day).

San Francisco was more like one of Starbucks' espresso brownies. While easily identifiable and neatly cut, it's uncomfortable to eat around others and takes a really long time to get through.
When I arrived at SFO, it was easy at first until terms from my junior high sociology class made me realize that I really was human. While I stood in line to check into Korean Airlines, dozens of Koreans surrounded me (Fight of Flight Syndrome). The desire to flee definitely filled my head especially after my sad departure from family in Salt Lake.

Well, I didn't flee.

I'm sitting at gate A6 of the International Terminal @ SFO looking at the view from behind the glass.

I'm calm now.

Pizza Hut

Karen and I had a hearty discussion about pizza this morning.

I don't remember why we started the conversation, but it happened. And so did the cravings. So we decided to go to Pizza Hut for "supper" as Karen says.

Really though, when Karen and I go out for meals, it really isn't that difficult to order food. We get by with our meager Korean and being able to point at pictures. So we're ok. Even when we didn't know how to eat the food that we ordered, really - we were ok.

So after work we went to Pizza Hut to get some Pizza. Easy, right? All you have to do is say "picha." Yeah, well it didn't work out like that at all!

We sat down and decided to get Barbeque (what the crap! I have to think to spell Barbeque. Even still I think I spelled it wrong! I need to read more.) Chicken "Picha." So, again, with meager Korean we ordered. Then came the questions: do you want pan or Chicago style? What kind of vegetables? Yeah, at least I think that's what our waitress was asking. So I just point. So the hard part was over - so you might think!

Well, Karen noticed that they were having a special! So we decided to go for it - shoot, half off on appetizers, who wouldn't go for it!

We order. Another waitress, more questions, and from there on just confusion. No appetizer, salad bar we didn't order, and a free "Saida" (Sprite).

I don't understand.

Crazy Kinders.

My usual work day consists of between 3-6 classes. One of the those classes is actually the same length as 4 classes. Oh my favorite - the Kindergarteners.

There are three of these crazy girls. I know, three doesn't sound like it's a lot, but they are such a handful!

The first day of meeting them with the old teacher was interesting. Korean children have an odd tendency of asking you the most personal questions!

We were playing a favorite game of theirs - 'Flashcard Go Fish.' The rules are the same as Go Fish, but they use flashcards to stimulate conversation.

The flashcards they were using included locations in the house. So they were asking questions like "Do you brush your teeth in the bathroom?" or "Do you cook in your kitchen?"

In order to begin my relationship with these sily girls I played a game the game with them. Then questions like "do you have a boyfriend in the living room?" came up. I leave the questions there - they became much more personal after than - if I blushed, my face would have turned bright red.

Beth, Gloria, and Lisa. Crazy Kindergarteners.

All the girls have been studying English for two years - thus the reason why I only have three of them.

Beth is the best English speaker. She's better than ANY of the students I have - even in my highest level classes. She loves reading and she always forgets stuff at home. She eats so much! (We have lunch time where the kids eat rice, soup, and other stuff. They bring their own spoons and chopsticks and they brush their teeth after lunch! So cute!)

Gloria is the most active out of the three. She goes crazy when she plays! She eats fast.

Lisa is the youngest. She so cute! She is my favorite (even though I shouldn't have favorites) - I think because the other girls pick on her sometimes because she's younger. She just started the program at this English school so she doesn't have many friends. She doesn't eat anything!

They're a handful. They're so smart. They're really cute. They're a pain in the a**.

Sick my face out!

I moved into another apartment this week. It's a little further away from the school, but I thought it would be a good walk. I have a bigger room, better appliances, furniture and two roommates.

Unfortunately, the people living here prior to me were slobs! Seriously. Karen (roommate 1) and I spent Friday night until late Saturday morning cleaning. And then again Saturday early afternoon until Late Saturday night cleaning! Ugh!

The shelves WERE white. Thankfully, they are again. All purpose cleaner sprayed onto brown shelves magically turns them white. We have an ant problem. The reason why? Because people don't know how to throw away food, use ziploc bags, or wipe up spilled food. Karen and I cleaned everything! Yes! *Pictures to come.

I though I was going to die.

I layed in my bed. My head was throbbing, my body was aching, I was puking and passing out. I seriouly thought I had West Nile Virus.

I was eaten alive two nights in a row - broken screens and open screens, Geez!

So when I went home early from school because of a sore throat, the worst headache ever and body aches, I really thought I was going to be dead the next morning. he he he

Wth the exception of a soar throat and a runny nose, I'm better thanks to the Korean health care system.

I must say, the Korean health care system is extremely efficient! When my director told me that we would go to the doctor during the Kindergarten 20 minute milk break, I was sure I wasn't going to be back in time!

We went to the next building, wrote my name on a piece of paper, and I got a shot (in the butt!) and I was back in time for my crazy Kindergarteners.

I am truly amazed.