Thursday, May 19, 2011

SUUUUMMMMMMMMER.

Three more weeks. I can make it. I just have to write four papers, do numerous homework assignments and study for four finals. But then it will be SUMMER!!!!! I originally registered to take a summer class-Teaching Everyday Science (one of the requirements for my Elementary Ed minor). Buut, I dropped it. Since I'm no longer going to pursue a Special Ed teaching certificate, there are a few classes that I no longer have to take which will free my schedule up a little next year. So I don't have to take classes this summer. It would still be good to do, but I just need a break.

So, when my finals are all over with, I will have a real-live summer this year! The gym is closing down for two weeks for a remodel, which means I'll have some time off without even having to work (unless they want me to work in other locations...which I may or may not agree to)! Although my poor bank account won't appreciate that, my brain will enjoy it. Then I will be in Korea for five weeks. I plan on doing a whole lot of nothing this summer. Reading (any recommendations?), cooking, sunbathing (ish, since I don't really like doing that but like the idea of it), hanging out with a certain guy (what?!?!) and family and friends...It's gonna be a good summer!

Now, if only the weather will cooperate...

Friday, May 13, 2011

annyong!

Sooooo....guess who's going to KOREA?!!?!?!?! (It's me, just in case you couldn't figure that out). (South Korea, not North, just in case you were confused).

After waiting for FOREVER to hear back from them, I found out last night that I got accepted into the program I applied for. So I'll be leaving July 18th for five weeks in Korea! The first week there, we spend training for the camps. Then there is a week-long camp where we will be teaching classes. We have a week off after that, then another class. Then a few days of sightseeing and back home!

The week we have off in between classes should be quite interesting. We have three options: stay with a host family, stay in a bed and breakfast near a beach, or stay in a Buddhist temple. I'll give you one guess as to which option I chose. (I chose the Buddhist temple, just in case...)

I'm assuming it will be like the temple in Eat, Pray, Love. And that Javier Bardem will be there to be my tour guide. I'll be awfully disappointed if this isn't the case.


Sooo, who wants to teach me Korean????

Friday, May 6, 2011

If I catch on fire...

If my body is found one day burnt to a crisp, and the detectives and fire department say it was spontaneous combustion, don't believe them. Point them in the direction of the silver Vidal Sasson hair drying lying inches from my toasted hair.

I own three hairdryers. Three. One is an old compact travel hairdryer. Another is one that I used for a long time but apparently it and its diffuser attachment had a blow out (baaaahahaha, GET IT?!?!) and broke up, so now they will not stay attached when I decide to go with a curly hairstyle. So that leaves us with hairdryer number three.

Shortly after buying this one, I noticed a "clicking" noise that would happen every so often while I was drying my hair. One day I was facing the mirror while using it and saw a small flash of light go off above my head. I was a little concerned and then noticed it again. The clicks corresponded with flash of light. A spark inside the hairdryer.

Now, normal people would probably quit using theirs if this happened. Its probably not safe to have electrical sparks that close to your flammable hair. But see, this is the newest of the three hairdryers. It should be the one that works the best. So I am stubbornly refusing to quit using it.

The sparks may have something to do with the lint-y hair-y trap thing at the back of the hairdryer. In most of these appliances, you can remove the trap cover and clean it out. I have tried every possible way to do this but the cover is impossibly attached to the hairdryer so it is stuck collecting lint and strands of hair. Which probably feed directly into the fan or motor or magical electricity thingy mabobs inside the appliance, leading to sparks.

Anyway, the moral of the story is, every morning there is a slight chance I will catch myself on fire. No pain no gain. Beauty is pain. I like to live on the edge. Or something like that. If anything happens to me, I will give my hairdryer (s) to the first person to ask for it. Ready, set.......go!

What? No takers?