Monday, August 25, 2008

Move In Day

So the parents and I dragged ourselves out of the Ramada down to the swanky buffet as quickly as our sleep-deprived bodies would let us.  Then, we hopped in the car to head up South Hill to the lovely Ithaca College.  But of course, because we are Paulsons, we continued Dad's quest to find the most ineffective short cuts through the town of Ithaca on our way there.  
Move in was fairly quick, but extremely sweaty.  

I met my roommate Beth and her family, and I definitely picked a great roommate.  We're very alike in everything for our sleeping habits to our passion for bright colors.  The family and I made a few last runs to Target (and I think we will avoid these stores for a long while) and grabbed lunch on the go.  Then, was the "see you at Thanksgiving if not before" moment that you are supposed to remember in 30 years.  It was pretty nerve racking, and I was sad to see them go, but being here is so amazing and totally worth it.  

I went to dining hall training and the perks are mainly a free meal once a week, some pay, and oversized jean shirt and apron for uniform, and a really, really stupid looking hat that I will wear every Saturday.  Then there was an opening picnic, that involved inflatable volleyball (like playing beach volleyball on a moon-bounce) which was pretty awesome, yet dangerous for balance-challenged people like myself, and bingo.  There, I met up with some journalism orientation friends.  I've been meeting up with them for every meal since, which is great, and they also share my love of football.  It's even okay with me that they are Giants and Jets fans.  

Today was convocation, which was very dramatic, and then ANOTHER picnic (we do that a lot here) that was entirely sustainable and really really interesting.  We then went to hear Park School Dean Dianne Lynch speak, and she is amazing and she told us about the most amazing opportunities we'll have.  I'm definitely in the right place.  We then split up into majors, and we met all the journalism professors.  My political communications teacher was gone because he's at the DNC, and he's also the senior producer at MSNBC!  The head of journalism is from Nigeria and has taught at the universities of Sierra Leon, South Africa, and Bowie State in Maryland.  Go figure.  My advisor, I swear, was the Amsterdam correspondent for High Times magazine.  I am not kidding.  All my journalism professors are incredible.  

Then, football friends K, A, and tried to go visit Dean Lynch, but she was in a meeting.  We did get to chum it up with the other administrators.  We left and popped in at the Ithacan, and threw our names into the hat about sports and political journalism.  There are a lot of sports spots available, and they're looking for team beat writers to cover a single team for a season and write features, and get some footage of practices and such.  I'm going to try to get the swim and dive team, because I've already met a few great people in my dorm who are on the dive team.  

This is a long post, but I had a lot to catch up on!  Tonight?  Seeing a comedian and grabbing some dinner.  

Success!  And p.s., I took a shower today and the showers are awesome!