I'm Back!
Finally, I am back home, exhausted and sick. AND I have a million hours of homework to do.
I really don't know what to say about Boston. The whole thing was very surreal. Like I know I was there, but it doesn't really seem like it happened. Perhaps I am crazy. Cassie Chilton will attest that I lost my marbles.
The First day was the airplane ride. Cory taught me a new card game called MAO and it's really fun. We pretty much played it most of the way to Boston. Then at the hotel, we got our room, and then some of the guys came over and hung out in my, Tresann, Rachel, and Cassie's room. We listened to Regina Spektor and the girls were on one bed and the guys were on the other and the door was open. But then Ronnie Ross came in and yelled at us for having members of the opposite sex in our room. Mrs. Dudley hadn't said anything about that during school, and if she had, we wouldn't have had guys in our room. I didn't think it was an issue because last year, a bunch of guys and girls watched a movie in someone's room with the door open and there were no objections. Sophomore year was the same way. But this year, a guy got in trouble if he even was on the girl's floor.
The second day we went on the Freedom trail. It was really cold and really long. We walked so much and my legs still hurt. (I'm not in shape at all) We had lunch at a snazzy seafood place and the food was ok, but they didn't offer anything that wasn't fish. And Cassie and Chris are vegetarians so they pretty much didn't get anything to eat. Then we went to the navy shipyard and it was really cold. The US constitution was interesting but not anything extraordinary. Then we went to this aquarium and it really depressed me. They had penguins and their habitat was awful. Basically, they just sat on these rocks that were in a giant pool split into four sections. There were two different species but they didn't do anything. Even the penguins at sea world have actual ice, and are jumping in and out of deep ice water and playing. These looked sad, sick, and depressed and some of their feathers were missing. It was a really small aquarium and I did not enjoy it very much. Then we rushed back to the hotel, got dressed in nice clothes, drove to Harvard, scrambled for something to eat, then vacuumed down food, and went to the philharmonic. The Philharmonic was great. It was really long though, and the conductor was a bit eccentric. After intermission he talked about the piece for 22 minutes before actually playing the piece.
The next day, we went to breakfast at this shady looking place called Dominic's and it smelled bad and the food was ok, but only because I was starving. Then we went to Harvard and just wandered around campus for 3 hours. At first we were in a huge group with Rachel and Andrew and Cassie and Lex and Sylvia and Eliot and Cory and Tresann. Lex and Sylvia brought the giant mole from AP Chem and we played Mole ball on a strip of grass in front of a library. IT was hilarious, Then most of the group wanted to go ride the subway and Tresann and I didn't want to. So Cory came with us and the rest of them went to MIT. But Cory, Tresann and I had fun. We went to the Harvard bookstore and I bought this really neat book. I love books! Then we wandered around and ate lunch and went to a museum of art and it had various paintings of Christ. Then we had a clinic with Harvard's director of orchestras. He was really nice. Then we went to Ben Zander's house (the eccentric director of the philharmonic) He talked to us in his backyard. It was interesting. (How Fascinating!)After that dinner was ok. I ordered chicken and it was really bland. That morning I started feeling sick and I still am.
On Saturday we had breakfast at Dominic's and it was no good. I woke up and my throat was really sore and swollen and I couldn't swallow. Then we took a tour of Trinity Episcopal church. It was beautiful, lots of stained glass windows. Then we got ready for the performance which went ok, except it was really windy, and freezing cold. After that I was really miserable and stayed at the hotel while everyone went shopping at Quincy Market. Everyone bought really cool stuff and I was a tad jealous but I really needed to sleep and get medicated. My chaperone and I eventually caught up with everyone else at the Union oyster house, food was ok, and again I got really bland chicken and felt bad because I couldn't eat it all. Then we went to the Boston symphony, which I didn't enjoy as much as the Philharmonic. The performers didn't have passion. But there was an Amazing violin soloist, Mr. Zimmerman, He was amazingly hott. (j/k) But I felt awful during the performance, and I kept crying for no particular reason, I don't know why, but I feel bad because the people sitting next to me had to see me all pitiful. We got back and had a fruit rave. It was amazing. Everyone got this amazingly good fruit at the market and I brought glow sticks so we turned on the music, turned off the lights and went crazy!
So I eventually went to sleep and had to wake up really early which was not fun at all. But now I am back home and not ready to go back to school at all.
I really don't know what to say about Boston. The whole thing was very surreal. Like I know I was there, but it doesn't really seem like it happened. Perhaps I am crazy. Cassie Chilton will attest that I lost my marbles.
The First day was the airplane ride. Cory taught me a new card game called MAO and it's really fun. We pretty much played it most of the way to Boston. Then at the hotel, we got our room, and then some of the guys came over and hung out in my, Tresann, Rachel, and Cassie's room. We listened to Regina Spektor and the girls were on one bed and the guys were on the other and the door was open. But then Ronnie Ross came in and yelled at us for having members of the opposite sex in our room. Mrs. Dudley hadn't said anything about that during school, and if she had, we wouldn't have had guys in our room. I didn't think it was an issue because last year, a bunch of guys and girls watched a movie in someone's room with the door open and there were no objections. Sophomore year was the same way. But this year, a guy got in trouble if he even was on the girl's floor.
The second day we went on the Freedom trail. It was really cold and really long. We walked so much and my legs still hurt. (I'm not in shape at all) We had lunch at a snazzy seafood place and the food was ok, but they didn't offer anything that wasn't fish. And Cassie and Chris are vegetarians so they pretty much didn't get anything to eat. Then we went to the navy shipyard and it was really cold. The US constitution was interesting but not anything extraordinary. Then we went to this aquarium and it really depressed me. They had penguins and their habitat was awful. Basically, they just sat on these rocks that were in a giant pool split into four sections. There were two different species but they didn't do anything. Even the penguins at sea world have actual ice, and are jumping in and out of deep ice water and playing. These looked sad, sick, and depressed and some of their feathers were missing. It was a really small aquarium and I did not enjoy it very much. Then we rushed back to the hotel, got dressed in nice clothes, drove to Harvard, scrambled for something to eat, then vacuumed down food, and went to the philharmonic. The Philharmonic was great. It was really long though, and the conductor was a bit eccentric. After intermission he talked about the piece for 22 minutes before actually playing the piece.
The next day, we went to breakfast at this shady looking place called Dominic's and it smelled bad and the food was ok, but only because I was starving. Then we went to Harvard and just wandered around campus for 3 hours. At first we were in a huge group with Rachel and Andrew and Cassie and Lex and Sylvia and Eliot and Cory and Tresann. Lex and Sylvia brought the giant mole from AP Chem and we played Mole ball on a strip of grass in front of a library. IT was hilarious, Then most of the group wanted to go ride the subway and Tresann and I didn't want to. So Cory came with us and the rest of them went to MIT. But Cory, Tresann and I had fun. We went to the Harvard bookstore and I bought this really neat book. I love books! Then we wandered around and ate lunch and went to a museum of art and it had various paintings of Christ. Then we had a clinic with Harvard's director of orchestras. He was really nice. Then we went to Ben Zander's house (the eccentric director of the philharmonic) He talked to us in his backyard. It was interesting. (How Fascinating!)After that dinner was ok. I ordered chicken and it was really bland. That morning I started feeling sick and I still am.
On Saturday we had breakfast at Dominic's and it was no good. I woke up and my throat was really sore and swollen and I couldn't swallow. Then we took a tour of Trinity Episcopal church. It was beautiful, lots of stained glass windows. Then we got ready for the performance which went ok, except it was really windy, and freezing cold. After that I was really miserable and stayed at the hotel while everyone went shopping at Quincy Market. Everyone bought really cool stuff and I was a tad jealous but I really needed to sleep and get medicated. My chaperone and I eventually caught up with everyone else at the Union oyster house, food was ok, and again I got really bland chicken and felt bad because I couldn't eat it all. Then we went to the Boston symphony, which I didn't enjoy as much as the Philharmonic. The performers didn't have passion. But there was an Amazing violin soloist, Mr. Zimmerman, He was amazingly hott. (j/k) But I felt awful during the performance, and I kept crying for no particular reason, I don't know why, but I feel bad because the people sitting next to me had to see me all pitiful. We got back and had a fruit rave. It was amazing. Everyone got this amazingly good fruit at the market and I brought glow sticks so we turned on the music, turned off the lights and went crazy!
So I eventually went to sleep and had to wake up really early which was not fun at all. But now I am back home and not ready to go back to school at all.