| Back from Organ 'n Warshington. I'll blog about the rest of the trip later, but for now, wallow in my luck.
Apparently when I left the hotel computer in Seattle, some assholes logged back onto my name where the password was saved and "hacked" my list. Bleh, I'll rebuild this weekend...too tired to think, and too excited to see Momo tomorrow at the same time. X) |
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| I'm in a Puget Sound dorm right now, and I've got a little spare time to transcribe all this blog stuff I've written down in my notebook, so here goes.
It was an hour flight over to Portland, so I figured that'd give me a little time to blog about past events, but I was so bushed that morning that I ended up almost dozing off while listening to the DDRMAX nonstop mix (and you HAVE to be tired to fall asleep to that). I think the only thing keeping me awake was the little tyke behind me who kept kicking my seat. Remind me to can the next toddler I see. Or Momo's brother. Whichever comes first. XP After gathering luggage, rolling luggage, and thinking "Damn, this necklace looks good," I was off to Salem with mom in our rent-a-Buick. No CD player, though. *sigh* Every Oregon radio station past 100 FM was either country, movie theatre/mall soft rock, or some sick fusion of the two, but we found a blues station and all was well... ...until we were informed by a guy in a parking lot that our rear right tire was COMPLETELY FLAT. It thankfully got replaced pretty fast, but we were then stuck with driving on a tiny tire for 20 miles on the freeway at 45 miles an hour, people passing us on the left with dirty looks every 5 seconds. XD We finally arrived at Willamette (pronounced "Will-amm-ett", dammit) and were shown around campus by someone who looked remarkably similar to the black leather/glasses/chin fuzz SR radio guy. We waited around in the student info building for my host, Damon, but being really late, he wasn't anywhere to be found, and I got led around a bit by some friends of his. Memories of the car ride from RTA with Noah/Justin/Randee/Shannon arose as I immediately felt at ease with these college students, and even longed to hang out with 'em more later that evening. Luckily, that's what would happen! sidenote: It's too funny--the main dining hall is actually called "Goudy Hall", and I had to hear my last name at least 20 times while I was there. A girl said "I just want to get some meal cards for Goudy." XD Damon eventually showed up and led me to his messy dorm room. My hosting had been sprung on him at the last minute, so I got to see what a dorm would be like on any other night, heh. We talked about various things for a while--dorm life, studying (or lack thereof), the Asian invasion (Willamette has a connection to a school in Tokyo, and there are 100 Japanese students living on campus in a special dorm and adapting to American culture...it was really cool to see)--and he then led me outside in the typical Northwest drizzle to give me a "grand tour" of the campus. Or rather, a tour without the BS tone of "If you go here, you'll never get depressed, you'll never have cancer, you'll die happily in your sleep, etc, etc." He and I completely agreed that the brochures sent out by colleges are pretty much fluff--they tell you what's there, and that's good, but then they all start to sound like the same damn place. Take the names away and read the brochures and I bet you you can't tell which one is which. Anyway, this tour was refreshing because it was a look at the college from, y'know, somebody who went to school there--for example, Willamette "monuments" were pointed out as frisbee golf targets (hit all four of these statues and take two strokes off your score! X). Also, aside from his beef with the college's spending on a rec area and computer lab which were rarely used until recently, Damon's biggest complaint about the school was its "segregation" and cliques. He remembered thinking (like me) that college would be some giant bonding experience, and "to tell you the truth, it's pretty similar to high school", socially speaking. Eesh. I'm still hoping that that's just his experience with the college, but then again, I guess it's human nature just to divide into groups after a little while. Maybe I'll find it to be completely the opposite, who knows. Anyway, after the tour and the drizzle, we ran into the same friends who had led me to Damon in the first place, plus a girl who was rooming for the night as I was. We all headed down to the rec center/lounge area, Montag (pronounced "montage", wtf). Goudy hall was closed for dinner, so we laid out a package of Fig Newtons, played pool, and then started a 2 hour game of Battle of the Sexes. Guys asked girls questions on cards about cars and sports, and vice versa (we have to answer stuff on chick flicks, cooking, makeup). It took forever since nobody could answer much, but we had a lot of fun just lounging around, talking, blurting out stupid answers--and naturally, the men won. XP After that, it was pretty late and we were all yawning, so me, Damon/girl/girl's host/girl's host's The next day, there weren't any classes at Willamette, so after a fast breakfast (hash browns, a bear claw, and a citrus peach drink >=), I took the fluffy campus tour, sat and watched some Japanese girls go through the motions of a Baby Vox style dance (okay, they're Korean, but shut up, it's what I download to study freestyle :P), asked around to find out what it said on the wrappers of the Japanese candy Momo gave me (one of the exchange students: "I like Bikkle! Is Japanese sweet drink."), and ate lunch with the cross country coach and some of the running squad, who all seemed like guys I'd have a fun time hanging out with in the future if I were to go there. Not much dating going on at Willamette, and Salem sorta sucks, they say. =\ Buh, my sentences are starting to run on so often lately, I'm turning into Henry David Thoreau without the vocabulary. -_- I'm gonna cut off here now...looks like my host at Puget Sound wants the lights out. The evening here wasn't half as good as the one at Willamette. At least I'll have a couple classes to observe tomorrow. =\ |
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