Wednesday, September 18, 2013

The Wonderful Fun-derful No Bad Very Good Day

Today's self-motto was: Be courageous! Be bold! Be darling, be daring, make friends.

And, because it truly was a wonderful, fun-derful no bad very good day, I'm going to give you a wee play-by-play. No worries. It'll be sharp and,  hopefully, less than boring.


  • I woke up in time for breakfast, ate chocolate o's, and did not kill any single one of the chirpy morning talkers. Really there was just one, but she's alive, folks! 
  • Made it out to the bus stop at exactly the right time and got out at the correct bus stop. 
    (Who would have ever thought I would be the one at international orientation?)
  • Met:
    • Chelsea: Tulsan. (We're talking Oklahoman. What are the odds?!) Rides my bus, has lived here for 2 years due to her mom's job transfer, and is a first year. 
    • Ryan: Texan. (I know. Weird. My first two meets are home turf). Here for a semester studying abroad for law. A third year student. Tall. Very. 
  • Next came dumb American moment number 1: finding the correct line to stand in. In the end, I ended up in limbo and a very pretty, nice pregnant lady found my instruction letter for me. 
  • [insert welcome intro here]
  • Got shuffled to a new building for registration talk. Dumb American moment number 2: I was in the wrong building. Luckily, a very nice South Korean (of dentist studies) took the fall for the six or so of us who were in the wrong room and did not raise our hands when the room was asked, "Is there any of yoos who think you're gettin' a full degree here at Queen's? Well then, you're not in the right place." Had it not been for him, I would have stayed and been very attentive to things that absolutely did not pertain to me but that my pride wouldn't let me leave. :) 
  • Lunch break. I went to a cafe called Sinnamon. THE RUMORS WERE TRUE: THEY HAD PUMPKIN SPICE LATTES THERE.
    Good. Moment. Had a lemon slice to attend my latte. It was like a dense, textured lemon pound cake with a thick layer of frost topped with I think coconut shavings. YUM. 
  • Couldn't get the wifi to work, so I asked a guy with his phone out what magic he used to connect. Of course he was the owner...nice guy! And got on the internet. WOO
  • Met: 
    • An NI architect. Loves the rain, hates phone lingo. 
  • Library tour. 
    • THEY HAVE MAGICAL BOOKSHELVES. Bout 20 shelves all squished together, so you can't see the books at all. So, you press a button on either side of the open shelves and another button on the shelf you want open. Then PRESTO they slide closed and slide open. What. 
      • My immediate first thoughts on bookshelves: 
        1. Easy way to hide a body. (Okay Jamie. Maaaaybe you should ease up on the crime shows...)
        2. Really cruel way to bully. (Hey kid, betcha can't fit in that empty shelf there! Bully closes shelf as soon as kid demonstrates ability)
        3. The best hiding spot in hide and seek. (Would require partner. Preferably a new friend still trying to  make you like them and not a best friend. A best friend would close you in and leave you. I know. *Re: Broken-footed Hayhay deserted in a grocery cart in Walmart
  • Met: 
    • Joris. From Amsterdam, Holland. Originates from Volu, Holand. Studying Urban planning. Wears neon socks. I spent the most time with him based on his promise of knowing a street of bookshops. He did. :) 
  • Again, reached the bus stop at exactly the right time and got off, for the first time, ladies and gents, at the correct bus stop! (and the crowd goes wild!) 
The end. Love Jamie. 

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