Ok. So I have come to the conclusion that I am awful at this whole blogging thing. My blog is "child's play" compared to most other blogs that I stumble upon. I sincerely apologize. I will try to keep things up, but ultimately if you have a severe interest in stalking me....may I suggest facebook? I'm far more sophisticated with that site, and waste lots of time there. But just for kicks, Ive provided some pics.
This picture of a massive fireworks pit would have been so much better if it wasnt for the chinese dude who threw the firework in right as I was taking my shot....he scared the tuna right out of me.
This little lady is a teacher at Mayflora School and one of the most bubbly girl I have ever met
The locals of Fuqing showed us this really sweet hiking place....this was right before our sweet excursion.
The first 2 days that were spent in our dorms, none of us girls could figure out how to work the hot water. In fact, we were oblivious that there was even hot water available. Shaving our legs became a fatal attempt.
On our way to Fuqing we rode 10 hours on what is called a "sleeper bus" There were about 30 really hard beds and the bus reeked of nasty feet. Due to the fact that there was a chinese man who kept flashing a light into my eyeballs, I had a very difficult time sleeping.
So I got a little kick out of this one...
Here at the school in Fuqing, we are the first ever ILP group to come and teach english. The president of the school was so excited to have us that he made about a dozen huge bilboards with our ugly passport pictures and placed them all over the school. (I'm on the top right)
So yesterday, I got a pretty crazy e-mail. I have officially been assigned to a city that ironically enough, sounds similar to the english f-bomb. Its a city of 1.3 million people almost right on the south-eastern coast of china. It is apparently one of the biggest exporters of seafood in the world. Lucky for me, I absolutely adore sea food. *wink wink*. I leave February 2nd. HAPPY BIRTHDAY DADDY!
Good news! I recieved a glorious phone call today from this dude in Utah. After informing me that I've been accepted into the program he told me there was a lot of work to be done. Mostly filling out papers and sending documents and so forth. Ugh. That should be fun. But I've already started by getting my passport picture taken. Has there ever been a good picture in the history of passport pictures? If so, I would like to see proof! Because I look DANG HIDEOUS. The next step was calling the parental units. They all but shouted for joy when they heard the news. AY AY AY! I know its because they love me and worry about me getting sick or hurt and all that other great junk :) But regardless, I am so excited and really looking forward to the experience.