First teachers class and the weekend

Friday I had my first teachers training class. Not as many teachers as I was expecting but some still came so I was happy. There were about 8 teachers that stayed for the class. I made a little power point presentation about myself because a majority of the teachers did not know about me and I knew they would be curious. After my little presentation they asked me some questions and I asked them questions about themselves and family. Then we discussed what they expected to get out of the class. They said that they wanted to have discussions about different topics not really learn the "Hi, My name is ..." aspect. I was happy to hold discussions because that means that I won't have to prepare 2 much for the class. 

After work I walked to the bus stop as usual. As most of you know I'm not a runner, so I saw buses coming to the bus stop and I did not run after them. Buses come by basically every minute so I would just take the next one to come along. The next one to come along looked like my normal bus but it had a number attached. I didn't think it mattered since I was told never to take the 3 bus and that was it. Well I got on the bus and next thing I knew it turned down a street I've never been on. Opps. I got off at the first stop. I started walking back and being far from my destination I walked to the nearest bus stop. Well I started to talk to the nearest bus stop. But I got to the top of the over pass and saw the Lotte Mart (store near my home) and thought that's not too far I can walk. OMG ! I was so wrong. It was like a mile maybe. I guess everything looks closer from up high orr I'm exaggerating (which is probably more likely). I hiked it alllllll the way home. I was so tired I had to stop in front of the Lotte Mart. My ankles were hurting and so were my knees. I felt like my body was like breaking down it was horrible. NEVER WILL I DO THAT AGAIN. 

The teachers asked me to go hiking with them. I don't know if I can make it. I was about to have a heart attack just walking home with the slight inclines, how the hell am i gonna hike up an f 'in mountain? NOT ! Thank goodness Ji-hey told me we will stay at the bottom while the rest hike. Ji-Hey has a knee problem that would prevent her from hiking.

I have mastered my washing machine. I knew I would. Cycle 4 means 4 hours, 3 means 3 hours and so on. I did laundry and cooked and watched shows on MTV.com. I must say I want to be Paris Hiltons new BFF. I always thought she was nice from The Simple Life. But she's funny and sweet I could see us hanging out. Yeah I know I'm a loser but whatever. Today I went to the Pyongchon Catholic Church ( or churchie as Koreans say) with Mrs. Park (teacher at my school) and her husband. She told me to meet her outside my apartment. I thought she would be driving but alas we were hoofing it to church. I think the teachers and Korea as a country are secretly trying to get me to lose weight I tell ya. The church in theory is not that far but throw in the slight inclines, steep stairs, slight hills annnd me wearing heels and we got a bad combination folks. Since I didn't know we were walking I wore my heels, by the time I realized she wasn't driving I couldn't run back in and throw on my sneakers soooo I was stuck walking in heels. I was cool walking to the church we did it a little slowly but it was cool. Her husband speaks pretty good English so he was translating and we had a conversation on the way to church. When we got there I was like thank goodness I can sit down yay. How about the actual mass was being held on the third floor? THE THIRD FLOOR !!! I was like of course why would it be easy?. The Korean stairs of death strike again. So i finally make it to the third floor trying not to show that my heart was going to explode out of my chest and finally I get to sit down. The church was nice. I wonder why it is on the third floor and not on the first because it was not 3 stories it was like when you walk into a regular church. Also during the mass most of the women wore veils which I thought was interesting I've never seen that before. After mass as we were leaving church, this woman came up from behind me and grabbed my hand. She shook it to say hello but she scared me for a second and being from the states my first reaction after she left was to check my pockets. Walking home I think was harder. Since it was down hill I was putting more pressure on my feet and I thought I was gonna fall a few times. Unlike most Korean Women I am not used to walking around everywhere in heels. Mrs. Park invited me to her house for tea. My feet were killing me and I really didn't want to walk another step so I told them I had to get home to call my mom. Yeah that didn't work. Her husband was like call from my phone my company pays for it anyway. Soooo since I couldn't say no to that I bared the pain and walked to their house. It's amazing by the way. So much space and they have a tub and a washer and dryer. I did not get the tour but I saw enough from where I sat. I had tea and fruit and had a conversation with the husband and youngest daughter. Then they ordered lunch. Fried Chicken. YAY !! Koreans sure do like their fried chicken. I like they're fried chicken too. I don't know how they fry those bad boys but you heat it up the next day and that stuff is still crispy and I bet it's healthier for you than in America because there aren't many fat Koreans and I've seen regulars at the fried chicken places. After lunch Mrs. Park and her husband went to a Korean movie and left me with their daughters and we watched a mix of ANTM, Project Runway and The Devil Wears Prada. I walked back home ouchies. I need to get some flats to walk to church in cause these here heels are gonna kill me !!