Intro

Hey! My name is Samara and I am writing this blog so that I can share my life adventures with you and hopefully you can share yours with me as well. Life is crazy. But it's mine. And I love it. I will share the good, the bad, the magical, and the mundane. And I couldn't be true to myself if I didn't bring fashion into the mix.
That should probably sum this up. I hope you enjoy it.

Friday, September 23, 2011

Today

Today was tough. The kids were being very difficult and I already don't feel very well.
The day started out well. Exploring and lunch with Carlie. Then I came to school and something happened to the cute children that I teach. Little demons crawled in their ears and took control of their brains. The demons are out to get me.
They didn't listen AT ALL. Right when I said "No" to something, they went ahead and did it anyways. The normal methods of keeping them in check didn't work and they just went crazy. Anarchy is not as glamorous as it sounds.
Then my last class was the 3 year olds. I'm usually so great with this age group, but they hate me. And their parents hate me. They want the other teacher, Brittany, to teach them the whole time. I agree with them, but Brittany is teaching other kids. I just have no idea what to do with them. They don't understand a single word I say so I can't say "Stop hitting her on the head and look at this bear."
I now fully understand what parents / teachers / people-that-work-with-kids mean when they say that they love the kids, but they want to strangle them. Because I love these kids, but I want to spike their water with something that will make them sleep.

I'm positive that Monday will go better. (At least I'm hoping so)
And I am looking forward to Poland!! Will post more positives soon...

Sunday, September 18, 2011

First Weekend

I can say that my first weekend here has been one of the best of my life! :) It just has been so enjoyable.

Thursday night we went to a futbol game, Ukraine vs. England. Me and a couple of other girls went a little bit late because we were teaching, but there was still plenty of the game when we get there. We had to walk a long ways and finally got there and found our seats. We were in the row with all of the other ILP volunteers and we were just a row of yellow because of the jersey's we were wearing. haha
They boys next to us were drunk and hardly knew any English. But they still tried hitting on us. And failed. We just said 'Nyet' a lot. There was a man that was even more drunk than them in front of us. He knew more English and was just very funny. He gave us some sunflower seeds and said, "These are Ukrainian Big Mac." haha
I thought that we were going to lose, we had 3 minutes left and the score was 0-1. Then we scored. The crowd went wild and it was sooo much fun. :)
When we were walking to the Metro to get home we were in this huge crowd. It was so cool because everybody around us were singing and chanting the same things, clapping and jumping at the same time. It was amazing, we tried to do the same as everybody else but it was just cool to be there.




Friday night was a surprise. We knew that we were going to sleep over at Brittany's apartment with her host mom and some of here host moms friends. We hear rumors of a photo shoot but nobody could confirm anything. We all walked to her apartment together and went up. This was the nicest apartment I have ever seen, not just in Ukraine, but ever. Everything was new and top of the line. They had Swarovsky crystal on all the door knobs, their little girl had a princess bedroom that was like 2 times bigger than the room I sleep in. It was just amazing. There were all these dresses, necklaces, and other accessories laid out. Vica (Brittany's host mom) said to pick out whatever we wanted to wear and she was having sushi sent up for us to eat. So we all picked out fun outfits (I donned Ukrainian fashion) and ate delicious sushi and then did hair and makeup. We were having so much fun. :)




Then we all climbed and squished into her brand new Lexus and drove to the high school futbol field. We had to basically climb down to the field because our heals were so high. When we got down there, Vica pulled out these brightly colored lanterns and we lit them. She took a lot of pictures of us with these. (I haven't gotten them from her yet.) Then we let them go into the sky. It was like the movie, Tangled. Just so magical. (I really hope that none of these fire fueled lanterns fell into the city or onto anybody. I haven't heard of any fires yet....)
After this we were going to go to a club that translates into Sorry Grandma. hahaha But we decided to go to a place much more quiet. It was so great. Carlie, Vica, Katya, Brittany, and I were dancing and just having a ball. :)
Then we went home and got into our pajamas and talked until about 4 in the morning.



Saturday morning, Carlie and I woke up around 8 and went back to our apartment to get ready for the day. We went down to the Metro and just explored some of the city. We wound up finding our way to Souvenir Street. It was beautiful. The weather, the people, everything was fabulous. We stopped at KOOE XAY3 (we think that it is like the Starbucks of Ukraine) and got some pistachio gelato. I literally died and went to heaven. Too good. We just kept walking around and exploring.



Just a wonderful wonderful day. :)
Then we went home and ate some more icecream and watched a movie and went to bed.
I love it here so far and am so happy :)

Wednesday, September 14, 2011

To Ukraine

Here are some things that I learned / things I found interesting / things that I think are funny / things that I just want to say about my 24 hour traveling experience.

First things first, study a bit about the place you are traveling to.
Don't let your shuttle bus driver that is taking you to the airport drop you off at the wrong terminal. Or you will have to walk in the pitch-black-dark for a half a mile to the right one.
Make sure that you weigh your bag before you leave or you will have to pay an extra 75 dollars for the extra 5 pounds you have. And no, you can't get 5 pounds worth of crap out of your suitcase and put it in your carry on. Even if you ask nicely. And bat your eyes. (This last method may have worked if it hadn't been a woman at the desk.)
Also make sure that you go to the right gate that it says on your ticket. (you may get confused between the gate number and your seat number.) Or they will anounce your name over the loudspeaker saying that you have 2 minutes to get over there. And you will have to run.
Ask for a blanket when the stewardess passes by with one.
You can also ask for extras when they give you the peanuts and pretzels.
When you get a drink, you can ask for the whole can. :)
When you get to Atlanta and start calling family and friends to say goodbye, you will start crying, in front of a big crowd of strangers. But you will also be laughing so you will look like a crazy person. You will only look worse by stumbling over you bags.
When you sit on the plane, sit next to the nice looking girl. She will be roman catholic and will be very very nice to you and talk to you alot about religion. She will also give her your desert because she doesn't want it and you can use it.
Make sure that you get the pasta and not the chicken. The chicken looks dry and gross, your pasta is quite delicious.
Landing in Paris in the middle of the night is great. It's beautiful because it is all lit up still.
Use the toilets in the Paris airport. They are orange.
Get a window seat flying out of Paris in the morning. You can see the Eiffel Tower. <3
As you go along this journey, each plane gets progressivly worse. And don't expect the nice pictures of the comfortable people on the websites. They are lying. This last plane that you go on will sound Terrible, even before moving. It sounds like there is a giant robot dog dying somewhere. That's just the plane.
When you land you will go through customs and there will be an intimidating man in camo with a gun. Just stay in line and do what you are supposed to. (Seriously though, camo in an airport? Isn't the point of camo to blend in?)
Anyways, when you get out to where you get your baggage, you will have to wait for awhile because the people picking you up got a flat on the way. But you don't know this because you have no way to communicate with them. Apparently nobody knows English when you try to ask them where the phone is. Don't worry, they will be there soon. :)



That is my traveling adventure. haha
I will post pictures soon.