one week down, eternity to go

another boring saturday. just me and jack johnson chillin at the apt. (or should i say, jack johnson and me.... i am an english teacher now). and speaking of english, i finished my first chaotic week at school. i won't go into the nitty gritty details, because i'm sure i will personally recount all my many adventures to all of you who read this blog. in a nutshell, they changed my schedule three times without telling me, causing me to miss one class, show up three hours early for another, and now i have the most ridiculous schedule ever. alas, i have conceded to the bulgarian school system. i just can't fight them on everything, as it is proving utterly exhausting and more importantly, futile.

(in front of the school)

on the bright side (yay for mr. brightside.... no pun intended... haha to those of you who understood the reference... i just can't help myself). anyhow, i really really like my 8th graders. so far, they seem really cute. and they were perfect angels this past friday. which was a relief. will they stay good for the whole year? now that is the question! hopefully i will win them over with my amazing teaching skills and charm, and they will want to work and be good little students. but seriously, i'm actually excited about working with them on thursdays and fridays. this excitement is the one flame that burns in my heart and keeps me from thinking this was a big waste of time.

i am also happy to report that i got my first bulgarian haircut. or perhaps my first haircut in bulgaria is more appropriate. either way, it came out fabulous. (and everyone knows how absurdly picky i am). i couldn't have been happier. sadly, my friend harriet, who went with me to the same salon to get her roots dyed, was not quite so lucky. after a very long dye job, not only did were her roots still dark brown, but the blonde in her hair had turned purple. oops! when they washed her hair and i saw it..... i almost died laughing. it was hands down the funniest thing i have seen so far in bulgaria. she had this big, important black tie charity event tonight. i didn't see the end result, because she insisted i didn't have to wait, and after being there for 4 hours, i finally complied. i hope for her sake it came out ok in the end. the best part of the entire experience was when the semi-english speaking manager came to try and smooth things over. the manager told harriet that, "it isn't really purple, it's grey"...... as if that's any better?!?! to which harriet replied, "well i wanted blonde and at 20 years old i don't really want grey hair, thanks." so then the manager insists, "well i think it looks nice." and harriet (who i must say was extremely tactful given the circumstances) responded, "do you really? because i'm pretty sure if you had purple hair right now, you wouldn't be too happy." it was pretty much the best exchange i have ever witnessed. i honestly was waiting for candid camera to pop out from behind a curtain.

all for now. except to say, GOOOOO DAWGS! SIC EM. WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF.