Learing experiences.

Well today was just one big learning experience. The first thing that I learned today was that if the milk isn't shut all the way then it is going to leak all over your frig. It really doesn't matter if you try to shut it with your eyes because you don't want to put down your bowl of Honey Nut Cheerios in fear that they might get soggy. Then if you put it back, and it starts to drip it is still going to drip even if you shut the door. I figured out today how to play an all Christmas music station. N'SYNC Merry Christmas is music to my ear's. Speaking of my ears they haven't got any better. I think this is Corinne's fault. I thought you took care of me not getting sick while I am here with all of those shot's that I got! Were they just for your own personal amusement so that you could watch me cry like a baby? Cruel joke SJVPMG! On my way to the bus I learned if you are in the middle of a cross walk and there is a motor biker flying down the street coming your way he wants you to move. He doesn't want you to put out your hand to say chill homie. He wants you to move because he will just get really close to you just to freak you out. Well I had lunch with Sister Residori today. It was nice. I also learned that when a Korean women who haven't seen you in a while have no problem telling you "you lost lot of weight in your face, and very beautiful" honest complement that I can appreciate. The hard part was that no matter how many people were around it doesn't get any less embarrassing. For lunch we went to Sister Residori's and had some bulgogi that I was rather impressed with. I had no desire to go to work today! I left the Residori's at 10 till 2 and I am supposed to be at work at 2. Which brings me to the next thing I learned. Even if you take a short cut it doesn't always mean that it is going to be a real short cut. I got off at the bus stop that I was supposed to, but I didn't realize how far it from work. I decided to take a short cut which ended up being like a hike. It was nice just not worth it. The lady that I was walking next to before I went into the short cut ended up catching up to me when I got out of the path. Work was fine. I didn't really have much to do except to look up things for class that night. This is when I learned something else. Jumping onto a high chair that spins is a recipe for disaster, and by disaster I mean flying across the room, and almost landing on your face. Class was great! I taught an essay class. I was so excited that I wasn't going to be the one writting an essay anytime soon. When class was over I didn't have another class so I got to go home early. I went to return my DVD, and get another one because I figured since I got off early that I could just watch a movie. Well I rented the Notebook which probably wasn't the best movie for me to rent considering I don't feel good, and that movie always makes me cry, and when I am sick I am just that much more vulnerable. I rode the bus on the way home. It was of course tons of fun. It was a little crowded tonight, and people just kept getting on. I was surrounded by three men who gave me no breathing room. When I went to get off a lady was getting off too. She walked right under my arm that was holding onto the bar above my head. Simultaneously the bus drier hit the brakes, and I lost my grip and I almost clothes lined her. It was just a joy. Another lesson I learned. Even though I didn't hit her not everyone thinks the almost accident is as funny as I do. Oh well it really was humorous. When I got home I made dinner for myself. Before making dinner I cleaned up my apartment because it defiantly needed it. This is when I learned the most valuable lesson of the day. If you leave orange peels in your garbage pale for a week they mold. So does bread. I didn't know that orange peels molded. I just thought that they got hard. Well when I opened the garbage pail it smelt citrusie to the max. Sadly it didn't look like anything desirable. Haha I will not make that mistake again. Spaghetti seemed like the best solution to dinner. The hard part was the all of the instructions were in a different language. It wasn't even Korean just a different language. I had no idea how to know how long to cook it for or how to know it was done. I remember Grandma Cola telling me once that if you throw it at the wall that is a way to test if it was done. Tough part is that I wasn't sure if it was supposed to stick or not. So after some council from Brynne who was my life saver last night I figured out that I is supposed to stick. I throw and it stuck! It was the most satisfying bowl of pasta I have had in a while. Well I watched the Notebook, and yes it made me cry. I am a wuss, and need to toughen up. Well I was going to post this last night, but I fell asleep. I have figured out that as of Saturday I will only have 3 weeks left in Korea. I am sad to be honest. Korea, and the people here have kind of grown on me. I still have a lot to do, and see. Hopefully I can live it up the next few weeks. We'll see. The following pictures are me documenting my pasta success. I forgot to take the noodle down so I was able to capture me with the magic.

I think it's done!
Still done!