The First days of College.
After a truly devastating goodbye at the air port with Keegan, I boarded the flight that would take me to Cincinatti. We had an hour lay over, but ended up being there for 4, as there was some sort of delay. When we arrived, we stayed with my parent's friend, Julia in her charlestown apartment. (A renovated neighborhood, quite classy). After dinner at this seafood place, I already began to notice the differences in the people of the east coast, and back at home. Nothing too stark, but Boston in general, is a very sport-crazed area, and the people reflect those views very heavily. The next morning, I registered, took placement exams, unpacked etc. We went back to Julia's and met up with another family friend, Ted (who works at Bu with Julia) and went out to dinner in the North End (Italian everything). Boston is amazing. It is similar to New York, with less chaos I feel. It gives you a good feeling to walk down any number of the cobblestone streets. But I still have never felt so homesick. I'm fine and can put it in the back of my mind when I'm working or occupied with the many glorious events of orientation, but when I'm alone in my dorm, like now, or late at night, I get really sad. I brought alot of pictures though, and looking at them, makes feel at least temporarily better. I've been watching the DNC, looking out for faces, but have seen none.
Yesterday, I met 9 kids who will be in theatre with me, and just as expected, they all were vying for the attention that acting people so crave. Big theatre group situations have never been my forte as I always seem to be overpowered by people louder than me. But I really like all but one of them, name Cloteal. They seem really cool and different and funny and all that good stuff, and needless to say, I am very excited to meet the others. All together there are 42 of us, but they separate us into two groups for all of our classes, and then again we are split into three different groups at the end of semester. We learned about just about everything I had questions about, and got to talk with Paolo Difabio (head of theatre), he is fabulous, as his name implies, but not that kind of fabulous, he is very rugged, and sports a red sox hat errday. There was a dance thing last night too that I went to and that was fun enough, the theatre majors know how to truly dance, and it makes me really happy.
I slept in the dorm last night, and it is so incredibly stifling. Good lord, it makes me crave winter, which I'm sure I will regret saying, as they are vicious on the east coast.
My room is still a work in progress, and today I'm taking the subway out to duxbury where my parents are with Ted and his wife, Nancy, two amazing people. I'll buy the rest of the organizing supplies, so that I may begin to make this room me. My roommate, Arielle, is really really great. Tidy, nice, similar and really cool.
Besides all this, I've just been getting to know the campus, which is basically spread out on Commonwealth ave in a big strip, which is neither good nor bad, just not what you expect a college campus to be.
I can't wait to visit Harvard and Cambridge which are just across the river, and really get to know this city. It's truly magnificent, and I just have to keep thinking positively like that if I want to enjoy my stay here, because more often than not, I find my thoughts drifting back to life in Colorado, and what it would be like if I was there. But I'm glad I'm doing this, getting out of my comfort zone and what not, I've never experienced anything like this, nor the feelings I'm being overwhelmed with. I've just got to settle I feel.
Love from the east side,
expect a call in time that is soon,
Olivia
Yesterday, I met 9 kids who will be in theatre with me, and just as expected, they all were vying for the attention that acting people so crave. Big theatre group situations have never been my forte as I always seem to be overpowered by people louder than me. But I really like all but one of them, name Cloteal. They seem really cool and different and funny and all that good stuff, and needless to say, I am very excited to meet the others. All together there are 42 of us, but they separate us into two groups for all of our classes, and then again we are split into three different groups at the end of semester. We learned about just about everything I had questions about, and got to talk with Paolo Difabio (head of theatre), he is fabulous, as his name implies, but not that kind of fabulous, he is very rugged, and sports a red sox hat errday. There was a dance thing last night too that I went to and that was fun enough, the theatre majors know how to truly dance, and it makes me really happy.
I slept in the dorm last night, and it is so incredibly stifling. Good lord, it makes me crave winter, which I'm sure I will regret saying, as they are vicious on the east coast.
My room is still a work in progress, and today I'm taking the subway out to duxbury where my parents are with Ted and his wife, Nancy, two amazing people. I'll buy the rest of the organizing supplies, so that I may begin to make this room me. My roommate, Arielle, is really really great. Tidy, nice, similar and really cool.
Besides all this, I've just been getting to know the campus, which is basically spread out on Commonwealth ave in a big strip, which is neither good nor bad, just not what you expect a college campus to be.
I can't wait to visit Harvard and Cambridge which are just across the river, and really get to know this city. It's truly magnificent, and I just have to keep thinking positively like that if I want to enjoy my stay here, because more often than not, I find my thoughts drifting back to life in Colorado, and what it would be like if I was there. But I'm glad I'm doing this, getting out of my comfort zone and what not, I've never experienced anything like this, nor the feelings I'm being overwhelmed with. I've just got to settle I feel.
Love from the east side,
expect a call in time that is soon,
Olivia