It's come to my attention that some of you were worried that, since I didn't update my blog, I didn't make it back from the Philippines. Sorry about that. I definitely made it back. Anyways, here's a recap of my adventures in the Philippines:
Five people went on my trip: Ana, Brittanie, Anish, Nupur, and myself. We left campus at 6 pm on Thursday, and had to take 2 buses for approximately 1 1/2 hours to get to the airport. After finding some amazingly Americanized Chinese food, we find out our flight has been delayed. We didn't actually make it to Manila until around 1 am. I would also like to reiterate how much I hate flying. Especially when the weather isn't so good.
Once we got to Manila, we went straight to our hostel. This is the first time I've ever stayed in one, so it was definitely interesting. The beds there were actually more comfortable than the ones at HKUST. I didn't take a shower there though, the bathroom was infested w/ mosquitos, and I'd really rather not get malaria.
We got up at 8 am, so I only got a few hours of sleep. Then we went out and explored Manila for a few hours until we had to be at the airport for our flight to Virac. We took a cab to Rizal Park, which the lady that owned the hostel told us was the place to go if we only had a few hours. We had to take 2 cabs, so the group got split up. We took the cab to the US embassy because it was close to the park. Apparently, you're not supposed to take pictures of the embassy, even if you're an American citizen. The guards get really angry. After getting yelled at, Brittanie, Anish, and I were trying to find Ana and Nupur, but we didn't know if their cab had even gotten there yet. While we were looking, a guard walks up to us and tells us the other white girl had just crossed the street. Sure enough, the other white girl was Ana. It was hilarious. The park was cool. There were lots of statues, and apparently people bring their chickens to the park and tie them up while they sit in the park. That was interesting.
The Philippines has one up on HK because it has Mountain Dew. It was wonderful. After we stopped to get a drink, we took a Jeepnie (or at least that's what it sounded like people were calling it) to the airport. Or at least, we thought we were taking it to the airport. Anyways, a jeepnie is kind of like the old jeep trucks they used to transport soldiers around the Philippines during WWII. It's apparently the most popular (and cheapest) mode of transportation there. And they don't try to rip the white people off like the cab drivers. So we take the jeepnie as far as it goes, which turns out to not be the airport, and then we had to take a taxi the rest of the way. We convince the driver to take all 5 of us, and it was the most packed cab ride of my life. It was definitely a bonding experience.
Of course our next flight gets delayed as well, so we don't end up leaving until around 5:30 pm. We did find a really good restaurant in the airport though, so that was exciting. The plane we took to Virac was pretty tiny, which isn't surprising, given that they only get 1 flight a day there. While we were waiting, we end up meeting the mayor of a city near Virac called Barras, and he gives us the card of a place there, and tells us he'll see us the next day. The plane has 4 seats per row, so of course I have to sit in a different row by a stranger. And, because this is my life, he's a ridiculously chatty stranger that won't let me just read my book. He was borderline creepy actually, asking me where in the states I live, and how old I am. And he took a picture of me with his cell phone. Creeper. Apparently he was in the mayor's posse (which I'm pretty sure took up the rest of the plane), and they were just really excited to see white people. Their island doesn't get a lot of tourists.
After a rough plane ride, we finally make it to Virac. There wasn't enough room in the cab of the truck for all of us to ride, so I sat in the back with Anish and Nupur. What I neglected to realize was that blonde-haired people draw a lot more attention in the Philippines than they do in HK, and they draw even more attention when they ride in the back of a truck. I didn't really have time to concentrate on that though, because they guy was driving really fast over unpaved roads, and I was concentrating on not falling off.
The resort we stayed at in Virac was really nice. It was on the beach, and the rooms had A/C and a TV, so we couldn't complain. We got there around 7, so we didn't really get to do a lot there. Not that there was much to do. We got up at 5:30 the next morning (not my decision), and walked around the beach for a while.
We left Virac at 9 am to go to the resort in Barras. We end up waiting for like 2 hours for a jeepnie to take us to Barras. The ride itself took 1 1/2 hours, and I had legitimate reasons to fear for my life. I don't know how that thing didn't flip over. And while the crazy ride is going on, people are taking pictures of us with their cell phone, like it's completely normal. Then we get to Barras, and we have no idea how to find the mayor. So we take what they call a "tricycle"/"tuck-tuck" to the resort that he told us about. A tricycle is a dirt bike with a covered sidecar. And we had to fit 5 people and 5 bags on this thing. Nupur and I ended up riding on the dirt bike with the driver, while Ana, Brittanie, and Anish ride in the sidecar. It was definitely an experience.
We get to the resort, and it turns out that they guy who owns it is from Hawaii. He was really awesome, and the food there was really good. The only drawback was that the girls' room had a clear bathroom. Like, the walls were glass. So we all had to leave the room when someone had to go to the bathroom. We ended up showering in the guys room while everyone was watching TV. We hung out on the beach and watched The Born Ultimatum on HBO that night. And the mayor ends up coming by the resort to make sure we ended up there. And then we had to get up at 5:30 again, so we could leave by 7 to get to the airport.
We left that early because we assumed that the trip would take as long as it had the day before. Well, 2 tricycles and a jeepnie ride later, we were 2 hours early for check-in. And the Virac airport will not let you check-in early. So we just had to hang out in a cafe across the street for a couple of hours. Well, at least it gave me time time to finish Gone with the Wind, which is one of the best books I've ever read. Seriously, everyone needs to read this book. So, we finally get to check in, and then we all take a nap while we wait for the plane, which is of course delayed again. Apparently the island lifestyle means that no one cares about schedules.
I didn't have to sit by a stranger on the way back, so that was good. The plane ride was still rough, and I still hate planes, but we made it in time to make our next flight, which was also delayed. Go figure. We finally made it back to HKUST, and I pretty much fell immediately asleep. And that's the end of my adventure. I'll update about week 6 in a few days. Skype/facebook/AIM me!
Friday, February 27, 2009
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
Week 4
Yes, I realize that it has almost 2 weeks since I've updated my blog. I'm sorry, but hopefully this will be interesting enough to make up for it.
I've officially been here for a month. It feels like I've been here much longer. I'm having a good time though. My classes are pretty boring, but at least they're not too hard. My roommate is awesome, and I'm really glad I didn't get a crazy roommate. Too bad I live in the crazy building.
Last week, I got a card from Rachel, and a package from my parents all in the same day. It was awesome. I have my Camp Rock card from Rachel, my dog-shaped card from Belle, and my flipping sweet Napoleon Dynamite card from my family all displayed in my room. I also got candy and much-coveted Easy Mac in my package. Plus a stuffed dog that looks like Belle. I was really excited. Currently, about a third of the Easy Mac is gone. There is no macaroni and cheese to be found anywhere on this continent, I'm pretty sure, so the Easy Mac was very exciting. I also got something called Easy Italia, which is alfredo Easy Mac. It's actually pretty good. So, thanks to Rachel and my family!
The cabinet of my hall, who call themselves the Fourster Army, ditched the army attire and the lime green duct tape outfits, and are now wearing furry pale green onesies. I've been trying really hard to get a picture, but I can't find a way to do that without offending them.
Last Wednesday, I went to my first ever horse racing track. It wasn't what I expected. There were little booths where people did your nails for free (unless you were at the bottom of the waiting list like us :P) or told your fortune with tarot cards. It was interesting. I only bet twice, and only $10 HKD. My first horse came in 3rd. I bet on him because his name, Happee Gift, was spelled wrong. My second horse, Wait For Me, didn't place. I was really hoping that they named him that to lull his competition into a false sense of security, but apparently that wasn't the reason. It's ok though, I only lost 50 cents. Which is a little more than a nickel. We also went to California Pizza Kitchen before the races, which was amazing. I love CPK.
This weekend, my roommate and I went to Sha Tin to shop. I finally got another pillow, so that was good. And I got some shorts to take to the Philippines. After that, we met up with a big group of exchange students and went to Pizza Hut. In case you didn't know, Pizza Hut is about a 5 star restaurant here. And of course, we forgot it was Valentines Day, so it was packed. It was so worth it though. Afterwards, we went "out." I'm not the biggest fan of going out, but I figured I should just go along with it. The club ended up not letting my roommate in because she had on sandals, so I just went back with her. Which was fine with me.
On Sunday, my roommate and I went to a Chinese ballet. There were four parts to the ballet. The first part was normal, classical ballet. The next 3 parts, however, were just plain weird. In one of them, about 3/4 of the ballet was in silence, and the music would just randomly come in short bursts. The others were more like interpretive dance. It was just really strange. But at least it was entertaining.
On Monday, I decided that I should probably go find some dance shoes, since my musical theater dance class was starting on Tuesday. I found a store online that was in Tsim Sha Tsui, so I went down there after class to find it. I find the place just fine, which is a miracle given my horrible sense of direction. Unfortunately, I found out that the dancewear store closed last week. A new restaurant had just opened there that day. That was so my luck.
I had my first dance class yesterday. I just danced in my converses. There's one other exchange student in the class from the Czech Republic. She's really cool. We started off singing a song from Mamma Mia called "I Have a Dream." The instructor was trying to tell us to sing it softly, and told the class, "It's not like Martin Luther King!" Now, I laughed really hard when she said this, because to me, that was hilarious. Of course, it's not funny to all of the non-American people in the room. After that, I found out that we were learning the "Ladies' Choice" dance from Hairspray. Which would've been a lot more exciting if I didn't already know it. The DVD teaches you how to do it. We also got to watch part of Hairspray, so the class could see what the dance looked like. She tried to explain the plot, which didn't go very well. She never mentioned the whole integration thing, you know, the whole premise of the movie. She let the movie keep going after the dance a little bit, and we got to watch the part where Tracy's mom (John Travolta) is saying "It's a big fake Hollywood set, all of it! You want me to believe he's really up there?!" and Penny (Amanda Bynes) says, "It's not John Glenn, Mrs. Turnblad!" This is one of my favorite lines in the movie, so I laughed. And of course, no one else does, because they have no idea who John Glenn is. Oh well, at least the class will be fun. And entertaining.
Today, they split my Chinese class in half, and let some people on the waiting list into my old class. Now 10 of us are in another class with a different teacher. She seems nice, but she's a little confused because she just found out she was teaching this class on Monday. She also informed us that we have a test next Friday. Apparently the other teacher neglected to tell us this. Great.
Last night, at approximately 11:30, we had a Chinese fire drill. Literally. Unfortunately, there was no running in a circle around the building. I was disappointed. Why 11:30, you ask? Apparently because the library closes at 11, and they want to make sure that everyone participates in the fire drill. It makes me appreciate Tech so much more. Who has fire drills at 11:30?! As were waiting outside, the crazy Fourster Army in their furry onesies climb this hill and start they're creepy, Hitler Youth-esque chants. They are SO weird.
Tomorrow night, I'm leaving for the Philippines. We're spending the night and half of the day in Manila, and then we're flying to Virac and staying in a resort on the beach until Sunday. For $5 USD a night. I'm really excited. Apparently it's a really good place to surf, so hopefully I'll be learning to do that this weekend. If I can get over my whole shark-phobia. We'll see.
Well, I'll probably be MIA until I get back from the Philippines, and I'll try to update as soon as I get back, so you know I made it back alive. I miss you all! Leave comments, they make me happy :)
Oh, and here are my quotes for the week (and a half):
"Love Boat Save The Girl" - on a girl's shirt
"Let me get that information correct later." - my Contemporary Issues of East Asia professor
I've officially been here for a month. It feels like I've been here much longer. I'm having a good time though. My classes are pretty boring, but at least they're not too hard. My roommate is awesome, and I'm really glad I didn't get a crazy roommate. Too bad I live in the crazy building.
Last week, I got a card from Rachel, and a package from my parents all in the same day. It was awesome. I have my Camp Rock card from Rachel, my dog-shaped card from Belle, and my flipping sweet Napoleon Dynamite card from my family all displayed in my room. I also got candy and much-coveted Easy Mac in my package. Plus a stuffed dog that looks like Belle. I was really excited. Currently, about a third of the Easy Mac is gone. There is no macaroni and cheese to be found anywhere on this continent, I'm pretty sure, so the Easy Mac was very exciting. I also got something called Easy Italia, which is alfredo Easy Mac. It's actually pretty good. So, thanks to Rachel and my family!
The cabinet of my hall, who call themselves the Fourster Army, ditched the army attire and the lime green duct tape outfits, and are now wearing furry pale green onesies. I've been trying really hard to get a picture, but I can't find a way to do that without offending them.
Last Wednesday, I went to my first ever horse racing track. It wasn't what I expected. There were little booths where people did your nails for free (unless you were at the bottom of the waiting list like us :P) or told your fortune with tarot cards. It was interesting. I only bet twice, and only $10 HKD. My first horse came in 3rd. I bet on him because his name, Happee Gift, was spelled wrong. My second horse, Wait For Me, didn't place. I was really hoping that they named him that to lull his competition into a false sense of security, but apparently that wasn't the reason. It's ok though, I only lost 50 cents. Which is a little more than a nickel. We also went to California Pizza Kitchen before the races, which was amazing. I love CPK.
This weekend, my roommate and I went to Sha Tin to shop. I finally got another pillow, so that was good. And I got some shorts to take to the Philippines. After that, we met up with a big group of exchange students and went to Pizza Hut. In case you didn't know, Pizza Hut is about a 5 star restaurant here. And of course, we forgot it was Valentines Day, so it was packed. It was so worth it though. Afterwards, we went "out." I'm not the biggest fan of going out, but I figured I should just go along with it. The club ended up not letting my roommate in because she had on sandals, so I just went back with her. Which was fine with me.
On Sunday, my roommate and I went to a Chinese ballet. There were four parts to the ballet. The first part was normal, classical ballet. The next 3 parts, however, were just plain weird. In one of them, about 3/4 of the ballet was in silence, and the music would just randomly come in short bursts. The others were more like interpretive dance. It was just really strange. But at least it was entertaining.
On Monday, I decided that I should probably go find some dance shoes, since my musical theater dance class was starting on Tuesday. I found a store online that was in Tsim Sha Tsui, so I went down there after class to find it. I find the place just fine, which is a miracle given my horrible sense of direction. Unfortunately, I found out that the dancewear store closed last week. A new restaurant had just opened there that day. That was so my luck.
I had my first dance class yesterday. I just danced in my converses. There's one other exchange student in the class from the Czech Republic. She's really cool. We started off singing a song from Mamma Mia called "I Have a Dream." The instructor was trying to tell us to sing it softly, and told the class, "It's not like Martin Luther King!" Now, I laughed really hard when she said this, because to me, that was hilarious. Of course, it's not funny to all of the non-American people in the room. After that, I found out that we were learning the "Ladies' Choice" dance from Hairspray. Which would've been a lot more exciting if I didn't already know it. The DVD teaches you how to do it. We also got to watch part of Hairspray, so the class could see what the dance looked like. She tried to explain the plot, which didn't go very well. She never mentioned the whole integration thing, you know, the whole premise of the movie. She let the movie keep going after the dance a little bit, and we got to watch the part where Tracy's mom (John Travolta) is saying "It's a big fake Hollywood set, all of it! You want me to believe he's really up there?!" and Penny (Amanda Bynes) says, "It's not John Glenn, Mrs. Turnblad!" This is one of my favorite lines in the movie, so I laughed. And of course, no one else does, because they have no idea who John Glenn is. Oh well, at least the class will be fun. And entertaining.
Today, they split my Chinese class in half, and let some people on the waiting list into my old class. Now 10 of us are in another class with a different teacher. She seems nice, but she's a little confused because she just found out she was teaching this class on Monday. She also informed us that we have a test next Friday. Apparently the other teacher neglected to tell us this. Great.
Last night, at approximately 11:30, we had a Chinese fire drill. Literally. Unfortunately, there was no running in a circle around the building. I was disappointed. Why 11:30, you ask? Apparently because the library closes at 11, and they want to make sure that everyone participates in the fire drill. It makes me appreciate Tech so much more. Who has fire drills at 11:30?! As were waiting outside, the crazy Fourster Army in their furry onesies climb this hill and start they're creepy, Hitler Youth-esque chants. They are SO weird.
Tomorrow night, I'm leaving for the Philippines. We're spending the night and half of the day in Manila, and then we're flying to Virac and staying in a resort on the beach until Sunday. For $5 USD a night. I'm really excited. Apparently it's a really good place to surf, so hopefully I'll be learning to do that this weekend. If I can get over my whole shark-phobia. We'll see.
Well, I'll probably be MIA until I get back from the Philippines, and I'll try to update as soon as I get back, so you know I made it back alive. I miss you all! Leave comments, they make me happy :)
Oh, and here are my quotes for the week (and a half):
"Love Boat Save The Girl" - on a girl's shirt
"Let me get that information correct later." - my Contemporary Issues of East Asia professor
Friday, February 6, 2009
Week 3 - School
I've officially finished my first week of classes, so here's the rundown:
I'm taking 4 real classes (which last 1 1/2 hours :P), and one "fitness" class.
My first class is Intro to Microeconomics, which I have on Mondays and Wednesdays. Apparently, high schools in HK don't teach economics, so my entire class is a repeat of Mr. Nolen's class. Which I have no problem with. I'm glad Mr. Nolen was such a good teacher, because I remember everything that was on the syllabus. The professor even mentioned Levi jeans. Too bad this class doesn't have any simulations or field trips to Best Buy.
My second class is Intro to Chinese Society, which I have on Tuesdays and Thursdays. This class is almost identical to the class I took with Dr. Garver last semester, so it shouldn't be too bad. The lecture notes are also posted online, so it shouldn't be hard to get a good grade. Except that all of the classes here are graded on a curve, so everyone can't get an A. I think this is dumb, but whatever. He also gives random pop quizzes to make sure you come to class. Lame.
My third class is Contemporary Issues in East Asia, which is also on Tuesdays and Thursdays. This is just like the classes I took last time I studied abroad, so it's just as boring as the last one. And he gives random pop quizzes.
My fourth class is Mandarin I for Non-Chinese Students. I know I've taken 4 semesters of Mandarin, but Tech doesn't approve Mandarin II. It's nice to finally have a Chinese class without Chinese students. For once, I don't feel like I'm way behind everyone else. It's great, and really entertaining. I also looked at the role sheet, and there's totally a guy in my class named Aslan. It made me laugh.
I'm really excited about my fitness class because it's Musical Theater Dancing. It's going to be awesome! But now I have to find some jazz shoes in HK. I'm sure there are some, I just don't know where to find them. They didn't cover that in orientation.
All of the AGDs - You should all get really excited about Greek Sing! I've been talking to MK, Caryn, and Jessie, and it's going to be amazing! I'm so jealous I'm not there :(.
All of the local kids in my hall are are insane. Apparently, there's a lot of competition between the different halls here, and I live in the one that takes it the most seriously. The cabinet (which I'm guessing is their equivalent of RHA) named themselves "Fourster," and have been dressed up in army costumes marching around campus and the hall. They scare me. They march down every floor chanting and knocking on doors. I always pretend I'm not here. They all have matching shirts, jackets, and even lime green pants that look like they're made from duct tape. My roommate and I went to the common room for some event they were having and got free food, so that was fun. Unfortunately, it didn't make me any less scared of them.
There's an atrium here that is kind of like Skiles Walkway, only on crack. All of the crazy cabinet people from the halls and organizations congregate here to ambush you on your way to class. The crazy Fourster Army people from my hall built a booth and a tank. I'm telling you, they're insane. The most creative name for a hall cabinet I've come across so far is Hall 5, who named theirs Vodka. I wish I could avoid the atrium, but you have to walk through there to get to the building where the classes are.
I've seen 2 funny quotes that I couldn't take a picture of, so I'll just write them here:
-"I am not a plastic bag." - some girl's purse.
-"Fake has no spirit." - some guy's shirt.
I have yet to buy a nonsense English shirt, but I'm on the lookout.
A couple of days ago, my friends from Tech and I decided to go to the Philippines in a couple of weeks, so I'm really excited about that. Of course, right while I'm trying to buy these tickets, I find out that Charter Bank has put a lock on my credit card, so I spend a lot of valuable minutes on the phone with them trying to figure out what's going on. Thankfully, they fixed it, and I got my flight booked. It was very stressful.
I finished The Host Sunday, and it was pretty good. Still no Twilight, but good. I went out and got The Devil Wears Prada and Gone with the Wind Wednesday, and I finished The Devil Wears Prada yesterday. It was hilarious. I'm really glad I found that bookstore. And yes, I know I'm a geek.
Well, I'm about to go get dinner. Skype/facebook/e-mail/snail-mail me :). I miss you all!
I'm taking 4 real classes (which last 1 1/2 hours :P), and one "fitness" class.
My first class is Intro to Microeconomics, which I have on Mondays and Wednesdays. Apparently, high schools in HK don't teach economics, so my entire class is a repeat of Mr. Nolen's class. Which I have no problem with. I'm glad Mr. Nolen was such a good teacher, because I remember everything that was on the syllabus. The professor even mentioned Levi jeans. Too bad this class doesn't have any simulations or field trips to Best Buy.
My second class is Intro to Chinese Society, which I have on Tuesdays and Thursdays. This class is almost identical to the class I took with Dr. Garver last semester, so it shouldn't be too bad. The lecture notes are also posted online, so it shouldn't be hard to get a good grade. Except that all of the classes here are graded on a curve, so everyone can't get an A. I think this is dumb, but whatever. He also gives random pop quizzes to make sure you come to class. Lame.
My third class is Contemporary Issues in East Asia, which is also on Tuesdays and Thursdays. This is just like the classes I took last time I studied abroad, so it's just as boring as the last one. And he gives random pop quizzes.
My fourth class is Mandarin I for Non-Chinese Students. I know I've taken 4 semesters of Mandarin, but Tech doesn't approve Mandarin II. It's nice to finally have a Chinese class without Chinese students. For once, I don't feel like I'm way behind everyone else. It's great, and really entertaining. I also looked at the role sheet, and there's totally a guy in my class named Aslan. It made me laugh.
I'm really excited about my fitness class because it's Musical Theater Dancing. It's going to be awesome! But now I have to find some jazz shoes in HK. I'm sure there are some, I just don't know where to find them. They didn't cover that in orientation.
All of the AGDs - You should all get really excited about Greek Sing! I've been talking to MK, Caryn, and Jessie, and it's going to be amazing! I'm so jealous I'm not there :(.
All of the local kids in my hall are are insane. Apparently, there's a lot of competition between the different halls here, and I live in the one that takes it the most seriously. The cabinet (which I'm guessing is their equivalent of RHA) named themselves "Fourster," and have been dressed up in army costumes marching around campus and the hall. They scare me. They march down every floor chanting and knocking on doors. I always pretend I'm not here. They all have matching shirts, jackets, and even lime green pants that look like they're made from duct tape. My roommate and I went to the common room for some event they were having and got free food, so that was fun. Unfortunately, it didn't make me any less scared of them.
There's an atrium here that is kind of like Skiles Walkway, only on crack. All of the crazy cabinet people from the halls and organizations congregate here to ambush you on your way to class. The crazy Fourster Army people from my hall built a booth and a tank. I'm telling you, they're insane. The most creative name for a hall cabinet I've come across so far is Hall 5, who named theirs Vodka. I wish I could avoid the atrium, but you have to walk through there to get to the building where the classes are.
I've seen 2 funny quotes that I couldn't take a picture of, so I'll just write them here:
-"I am not a plastic bag." - some girl's purse.
-"Fake has no spirit." - some guy's shirt.
I have yet to buy a nonsense English shirt, but I'm on the lookout.
A couple of days ago, my friends from Tech and I decided to go to the Philippines in a couple of weeks, so I'm really excited about that. Of course, right while I'm trying to buy these tickets, I find out that Charter Bank has put a lock on my credit card, so I spend a lot of valuable minutes on the phone with them trying to figure out what's going on. Thankfully, they fixed it, and I got my flight booked. It was very stressful.
I finished The Host Sunday, and it was pretty good. Still no Twilight, but good. I went out and got The Devil Wears Prada and Gone with the Wind Wednesday, and I finished The Devil Wears Prada yesterday. It was hilarious. I'm really glad I found that bookstore. And yes, I know I'm a geek.
Well, I'm about to go get dinner. Skype/facebook/e-mail/snail-mail me :). I miss you all!
Week 3 - Orientation
So, today's post is going to be in 2 parts. The first is about orientation.
Let me start off by saying that last time I totally forgot to mention that my roommate finally got here in the last post. Her name is Elizabeth, and she's from Cornell. She's awesome. We totally bonded b/c she's a redhead, and I'm blonde, and people on the trains/in the malls/on campus shamelessly stare and point at us because we're obviously foreign. Good times.
Orientation was pretty boring. They just went over all of the university's policies and whatnot. In the business school part of orientation, we had to go around the room and introduce the person next to us. We had to do this for 164 people. It took forever. I couldn't even pronounce the name of the school of the girl that sat next to me. Disaster.
The only interesting part of the entire thing was when the "head warden" from housing gave us his rules, so I wrote them down so I could post them.
King Chow's 10 Commandments (I kid you not, his english name is King Chow):
1. You shall not kill.
2. You shall not steal.
3. You shall not smoke (after he said that one, he reminded us that this one wasn't in the Bible).
4. You shall not dope nor get doped.
5. You shall not cook (We don't have cooking facilities).
6. Game in the hall, there is no hope. (I don't even know...)
7. You shall not drink alcohol (but then he told us that they don't actually check).
8. Disruptive behavior will not be tolerated at all (I wish someone would tell that to the people on my hall that scream and blare canto pop all night).
9. You shall not damage the fixture and furniture in the hall.
10. Any report of offenses will be counted to your own loss (which apparently means they'll call our parents & home universities).
And the golden rule: "You shall not dishonor your parents or your home institution."
So, that's all I've got for orientation. A recap of my first week of classes will be posted shortly.
Let me start off by saying that last time I totally forgot to mention that my roommate finally got here in the last post. Her name is Elizabeth, and she's from Cornell. She's awesome. We totally bonded b/c she's a redhead, and I'm blonde, and people on the trains/in the malls/on campus shamelessly stare and point at us because we're obviously foreign. Good times.
Orientation was pretty boring. They just went over all of the university's policies and whatnot. In the business school part of orientation, we had to go around the room and introduce the person next to us. We had to do this for 164 people. It took forever. I couldn't even pronounce the name of the school of the girl that sat next to me. Disaster.
The only interesting part of the entire thing was when the "head warden" from housing gave us his rules, so I wrote them down so I could post them.
King Chow's 10 Commandments (I kid you not, his english name is King Chow):
1. You shall not kill.
2. You shall not steal.
3. You shall not smoke (after he said that one, he reminded us that this one wasn't in the Bible).
4. You shall not dope nor get doped.
5. You shall not cook (We don't have cooking facilities).
6. Game in the hall, there is no hope. (I don't even know...)
7. You shall not drink alcohol (but then he told us that they don't actually check).
8. Disruptive behavior will not be tolerated at all (I wish someone would tell that to the people on my hall that scream and blare canto pop all night).
9. You shall not damage the fixture and furniture in the hall.
10. Any report of offenses will be counted to your own loss (which apparently means they'll call our parents & home universities).
And the golden rule: "You shall not dishonor your parents or your home institution."
So, that's all I've got for orientation. A recap of my first week of classes will be posted shortly.
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