How can you live like this?

Megan, Allen, Ray and I went to watch Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen today. We got to the mall at a little after 3 p.m. and there was the longest line EVER.

We waited for about an hour to get tickets and the soonest we could get the movie for was 5:50 p.m.

While we were walking around the mall, this little girl started yelling my name and pulled on my shirt. I subbed her class earlier this week. It was adorable. I definitely didn't expect any of the kids I subbed for — especially since it was only once — to remember me.

Anyway, I think the movie was totally worth the wait, but I limited myself to watching the movie solely for the stuff that blows up. I love the effects in the Transformers movies.

When we got back I decided I would begin my attack on the kitchen. This is what I had to work against:



I changed shirts and just went in there and started cleaning everything.

Ray helped me. I found a way to plug the sink and filled it up with soapy water and went crazy. I used so much dish soap. Those dishes have been sitting in the sink for more than a week now. It was starting to smell.

If you know me, you know that one of my hugest pet peeves is a dirty kitchen. I can only let it go for so long.

This is the transformation:



Above the sink is one of the dish drainers. That's only ONE of them and it's not even the fullest. The one over the other sink is going to burst.



Ray also cleaned off the table and the counters and I cleaned behind the stove a little. I also left a rather unpleasant note:



I think it was warranted though. That's disgusting.

Tomorrow, we're tackling the refrigerators (there are two).



I told everyone they have until tomorrow night to label all the stuff they have in the fridge. Anything not labeled is taking flight to the trash.



But, now that I've cleaned the kitchen, I'm going to get ready. It's this guy Jeremy's birthday so a bunch of us are going to Jhong Li to hang out.

Good times.

Why is that group of foreigners soaking wet?

My classes Saturday went really well. I didn't budget my time quite perfectly, but there were certainly no disasters.

My yellow book class was actually really fun and all the kids were really responsive. This is apparently unusual. I've heard many people say they dread yellow book classes, especially subbing them, because the kids can be really difficult.

It's not so much that they're obstinate. The kid are all just at that age.

Honestly, I had more trouble with the WOW class I subbed. These kids are all in late junior high or high school and they were SO not getting into it. I had no idea what to do.

My saving grace was this one girl, Ginger. Her English was GREAT and she was willing to answer questions and help me out with the Chinese. Luckily, the co-teacher for that class was also really cool. We ended up having a lot of fun even though it initially seemed like it was going to be the most boring hour and a half of my life.

Saturday evening Megan and I went to this great little coffee shop and I had milk tea for the first time. I really like milk tea. We just sat there at chatted about a little bit of everything. Classes, the people in the dorm — I'm still getting to know everyone — learning Chinese, etc.

After we got back I left almost immediately when some other people who live in the dorm to go bowling.

Bowling is the thing to do here. I'm going to see if I can eventually get some people to start playing pool with me. I'm hoping I can locate a dart board as well. But, for now, bowling will have to do. My game could use some work anyway.

I ended up staying up pretty late that night. We didn't get home from the bowling alley until 3 a.m. (it stays open 24/7, so glad Main Event wasn't like that). A few of the others apparently never went to sleep.

This is the problem with "dorm" life.

I never lived in a dorm in college so it's something to get used to. I did my share of running around and staying up all night, but it's different when you live with 15 other people.

Because I stayed up half the night, I slept most of the day, but that's OK. It was Sunday, I'm allowed to do that.

I ate McDonalds on Sunday. I know, I know, everyone is so disappointed. I just really wanted a cheeseburger. Something to note, the Taiwanese really like eggs. They put eggs on everything. This includes a fried egg on a cheeseburger. McD's doesn't do that though so I felt safe going there.

I have since decided that I may never go to McDonalds again. It wasn't terrible, but I felt so sick afterward because I've been eating nothing but rice, noodles, vegetables and very little grease.

Maybe I'll have some french fries now and then.

When I got home from McD's the living room was soaked. Yes, I said soaked.



Megan planned this big water gun fight to go down in the park at 6 p.m. She went and bought a ton of water guns (becuase they're like $3) and they filled them up and were all sitting in the living room waiting for everyone to get going. Next thing you know, they're all shooting each other in the living.


It was hilarious to walk in to.

When we finally got to the park and started playing, we ended up drawing a huge crowd. People just started standing around us and watching. Some were taking pictures of us.


Crazy foreigners.