rain rain, go away
The weather today was depressing. Luckily I took a few pictures before it started to really come down!
Someone asked for another picture of the drawbridge, they wanted to know just how long it really was. Here you go, kid. ;)
Every Canadian university clearly needs their own herd of Canadian GEESE! There were like eight of them. Then a bunch flew away while I was turning on the camera. Bah!
Remember the scary trees? We decided to look for faces, to make the comparison more like Pocahontas than nightmarish so they couldn't come alive and kill us. Do you see the old man that I do?
I might try and climb this tree, if I thought I would be allowed.
Look! Vines!
Okay, enough about trees.
This is freaking January, and look! Daffodils are a-comin' up!
You actually can't see the castle from the residence, at all. This is what the path to the castle looks like. I walk down this about eighty times a day and when it gets dark at supper time, and any of the hours later-- watch out. IT IS NOT LIT. We have taken flashlights to get to supper. :X
The castle is also this big touristy place. So we need to punch in fancy codes to get into places like the library, the staff/student entrance to the castle, and the computer lounges. The gym too, but like I'll ever need that code. ;) There are also these crazy signs all over the place that makes me feel like I'm trespassing.
I have a tendency to misread things from far away. I thought this said "Space Odyssey" and got mildly excited:
These are the Katies.
After one of the zillion orientation things today, we were walking back, and some ducks started to follow me. Then they decided to walk away as soon as I took out my camera. So, I followed them. It was funny, but I suppose you really needed to be there to really understand the duck-related humour.
Oh, and this is what my room looks like. In the corner you can't see, Katie's stuff (bed, etc) are against the wall. We moved stuff around so we could be all spacious. Quite clever of us, if I don't mind saying so. Note my hideous pink housecoat, which Katie oneupped with a rad 70s purple number. Oh, and the flag James gave me for Xmas is in the window. Katie needs a US flag to go underneath it, so she's going to write home and get her mum to send her one over. We're definitely going to get along, I think. (I apologize for some messiness.)
We start classes tomorrow. But I only have on class on Mondays, at it's at 2oclock, so I have no horrible visions of being late for that one. :P We'll stress later, for the 8:30am classes on Tuesday and Thursday. Gross. No one should be expected to think about English literature that early in the morning!
There's a 'clubbing trip' into Eastbourne on Wednesday night, to a place called Atlantis. I'm not sure if I'm being tricked or not. :X We've all been warned about terribly gropey guys, so we're to stick near some ISC boys who will be around to 'rescue us' from the sketchy people. I generally just want to get off campus. There's too much to see and do to be sitting in residence night after night. We DID find the kitchenette on this floor, which is handy (thanks for the popcorn & the note, dad!) and we figured out the trick to working the VCR in one of the common rooms, so we watched The Princess Bride and decided that we might stage similar comic duels in the castle sometime soon.
One of the SLCs (like Dons or RAs, but I have no idea what it stands for) was a Drama major at Waterloo, and might direct a play. If it isn't by my soon to be good friend Bill Shakespeare, I have a feeling I might be up for it. It's been awhile since I've been on the stage.
Anyhow, roommate needs sleep and I have to feel some guilt about having the light on and being up when it's technically a school night.
Thanks to everyone who has sent me an MP3 or two in the last 20some hours. You are all so kind. <3
Someone asked for another picture of the drawbridge, they wanted to know just how long it really was. Here you go, kid. ;)
Every Canadian university clearly needs their own herd of Canadian GEESE! There were like eight of them. Then a bunch flew away while I was turning on the camera. Bah!
Remember the scary trees? We decided to look for faces, to make the comparison more like Pocahontas than nightmarish so they couldn't come alive and kill us. Do you see the old man that I do?
I might try and climb this tree, if I thought I would be allowed.
Look! Vines!
Okay, enough about trees.
This is freaking January, and look! Daffodils are a-comin' up!
You actually can't see the castle from the residence, at all. This is what the path to the castle looks like. I walk down this about eighty times a day and when it gets dark at supper time, and any of the hours later-- watch out. IT IS NOT LIT. We have taken flashlights to get to supper. :X
The castle is also this big touristy place. So we need to punch in fancy codes to get into places like the library, the staff/student entrance to the castle, and the computer lounges. The gym too, but like I'll ever need that code. ;) There are also these crazy signs all over the place that makes me feel like I'm trespassing.
I have a tendency to misread things from far away. I thought this said "Space Odyssey" and got mildly excited:
These are the Katies.
After one of the zillion orientation things today, we were walking back, and some ducks started to follow me. Then they decided to walk away as soon as I took out my camera. So, I followed them. It was funny, but I suppose you really needed to be there to really understand the duck-related humour.
Oh, and this is what my room looks like. In the corner you can't see, Katie's stuff (bed, etc) are against the wall. We moved stuff around so we could be all spacious. Quite clever of us, if I don't mind saying so. Note my hideous pink housecoat, which Katie oneupped with a rad 70s purple number. Oh, and the flag James gave me for Xmas is in the window. Katie needs a US flag to go underneath it, so she's going to write home and get her mum to send her one over. We're definitely going to get along, I think. (I apologize for some messiness.)
We start classes tomorrow. But I only have on class on Mondays, at it's at 2oclock, so I have no horrible visions of being late for that one. :P We'll stress later, for the 8:30am classes on Tuesday and Thursday. Gross. No one should be expected to think about English literature that early in the morning!
There's a 'clubbing trip' into Eastbourne on Wednesday night, to a place called Atlantis. I'm not sure if I'm being tricked or not. :X We've all been warned about terribly gropey guys, so we're to stick near some ISC boys who will be around to 'rescue us' from the sketchy people. I generally just want to get off campus. There's too much to see and do to be sitting in residence night after night. We DID find the kitchenette on this floor, which is handy (thanks for the popcorn & the note, dad!) and we figured out the trick to working the VCR in one of the common rooms, so we watched The Princess Bride and decided that we might stage similar comic duels in the castle sometime soon.
One of the SLCs (like Dons or RAs, but I have no idea what it stands for) was a Drama major at Waterloo, and might direct a play. If it isn't by my soon to be good friend Bill Shakespeare, I have a feeling I might be up for it. It's been awhile since I've been on the stage.
Anyhow, roommate needs sleep and I have to feel some guilt about having the light on and being up when it's technically a school night.
Thanks to everyone who has sent me an MP3 or two in the last 20some hours. You are all so kind. <3