Ok so these last few days have been… lets say busy so here is what I have been doing…
So me and Amy getting all ready to leave fine and dandy EXCEPT she is always running late! By the time she was ready and mother got lost we ended up getting to the airport at 11:20 and our flight left at noon; luckily the airport was dead and we made it through security on time and all was well… well that is if you consider having to be pulled aside to do the naked screen search with the pat down and everything “well“ (they even searched through my hair!). And now we are on the plane everything’s going good we get to salt lake city where we had a lay over for an hour so the first thing we do is find out were (we thought) our next gate was. And decide to wander a little get some coffee laugh at people who are late and running like crazies to get to there gates. You know last minute sisterly bonding, after that we go back to our “gate” where we were suppose to start boarding. We get there and look around and notice we are the only ones there so we ask an airport worker dude were everyone is and he looks at us and says your at gate B and you need to be at D… that’s clear across the airport he gives us directions and tells us we will never make it they will have the doors closes. And that’s when Amy (who only had 2 bags and I had 3) takes off running and says “oh bull shit we wont, we cant miss this flight!” and so now as I’m sure you can imagine we are running like crazies with all our bags across this HUGE airport; people are laughing and dodging us; now this is the sad part we get half way there and we are dying, we cant breath our legs are about to give out… and then I start to think, surly she wont let the plane leave without me, so I start to walk. And laughing at her as she runs like a crazy. So we get there and thankfully they were running 15 min behind so we just made it in time to board! Then once we get on the plane we both are coughing like 100 year old smokers our lungs are burning and legs are shaking and people were just looking at us like we are going to die… and so for the rest of the trip we had this horrible cough. But once we got here everything was good we just hung out with Marilyn and Vic.
Now yes day one was busy but day two was scary! We got up early for housing orientation we get there no problems they feed us and we got the same speech that we got in highschool no drinking no drugs. But one difference is here, if anyone in your apartment is caught with or doing anything in the apartment they shouldn’t be, and you don’t report it, it falls under the guilty by association thing, so I could get into just as much trouble as them for not doing anything. Well in my mind I was thinking this is a not an easy school to get into and its pretty expensive (epically the housing) so surly these people don’t want to do anything that will get them in trouble… well I was wrong! We went over to check out my apartment and meet my roommate and we get there and knock on the door and no one answers so I unlock it and go in thinking no one is home, so we are in there just looking around and I go to open up the laundry room door and all of a sudden the door behind me pops open and there standing is (and I mean this in the most respectful not racist way) the most GHETTO looking black girl I have ever seen, her hair is sticking out every where and she has on some hooker shorts and tank top; she doesn’t say a word just gives us a dirty look and shuts the door. Me and Amy just looked at each other like OHHH MY GOD! So we look around some more and in the kitchen on the fridge is a hand written page long note that starts with you better start cleaning up your f****** s*** I’m not doing it anymore and just goes on and on so once again we are like OH GOD. So then she walks out and introduces herself as O and ask if the RA’s were around and we said no so she pulls out this cigar, lights it and says good I like to break the rules… walks out the door leaving it wide open and goes and gets another ghetto girl and they start talking about how she was still asleep because she was up until 5 that morning drinking. So me and Amy get out the door and are like we are going back to the school right now to get a new apartment! So we go and do that, then we went to meet the new one, well she also smokes both weed and cigarettes. But she tries to not do it when people are around; so basically we are trying to get me a car asap so I can live with Marilyn and Vic. Not only will it save me 12,000 dollars, I don’t run the risk of them finding out my roommates break all the rules and getting expelled from school! Not that I have a problem with people smoking weed because 70 present of my friends at home do it but they know to keep it far away from me and that I don’t want to hear about it. And they cant get me kicked out of a school that I worked my butt off trying to get into!
Now for day 3 (god it feels like we have been here for a month with all the crap we have had to get done). New student orientation once again same old be respectful try hard speech. But when that was over I got to meet all my instructors, who seem awesome they gave us the kitchen is a place of discipline weather we are at school or running the 17 restaurants at the MGM we come fully dressed with kitchen safe shoes, our assigned pants, jacket, apron, hat, and neckerchief, hair must be completely under my hat, no jewelry, nail polish, heavy makeup, or perfume, tattoos better not be visible, pants have to be hemmed so they fit properly and if any of this is wrong or they can see the shirt I have on under my jacket I will be asked to leave class and not return until its fixed. All but one of my books is an e book so they can go on my nook (the school is trying to become all electronic, starting with culinary) but the one book I do have is my art history book and it is HUGE I don’t even know if its going to fit in my bag! I also got my knife kit which is AWESOME! (for $800 it should be) but that comes with 5 knives with blade covers and a sharpener, a vegetable peeler, a meet fork, spatula (rubber and fish), thermometer, bowl scraper, tongs, whisk, measuring spoons, melon baller, pastry bag with 5 tips, an exoglass spoon, a cut ruler, pliers. To be honest I am surprised I don’t have to have some kind of license to carry it… who needs pepper spray when I have to carry this with me at all times.
Well I think that about covers it, classes start Monday (I cant wait) I have… well it seems as though I have misplaced my schedule, I have 4 classes 6 days a week, but 2 classes are in the lab cooking and 2 are lecture. Marilyn and Vic are a big help the have told me a million time if I ever need anything to just call, and I am more than welcome to stay here when I get a car. Marilyn wants us to set up a time so once a week so we can touch base by going shopping, hiking out to dinner whatever. They also told me I can come over on the weekends. She has all these people my age she thinks I should meet (haha 2 of which are Andy’s sons… she is bound determined to hook us up)
Well now that we have all this “business” discussed I have a few random thoughts!
FIRST off, every where you drive here there are landscaping people and every time I see them I just think “ what is your puropes? There are no leaf shedding trees, no grass its just a bunch of ROCK! so what in the world are they doing!?! And every time I asked Amy to pull over so I could ask, she said NO.
Secondly, seeing people out here in big coats and scarves boots and hats and gloves in 50 degree weather is just about the funniest thing someone from Iowa can see. I don’t think it will ever get old, I just laugh every time I see people!
OH and one last thing I can have a hermit crab in my apartment! Whoo!
Ok I will talk to you later lol you never know when you will get an email update… although I don’t think they will be this long, it has just been a VERY busy few days! The only person I have really talked to is mother and that is because she calls no joke 15 times a day, and because she doesn’t get the time difference they start coming at about 5 every morning!