Weekend!

Helloooo all.

So it's Sunday. Let's see what has happened since the last time. On Friday night, we were disappointed to hear that there aren't any parties going on at Olin this weekend, and my Deutchish friend went back home to NJ for the long weekend. So me and 2 other girls and 1 other guy went to Harvard Square just to hang around, so we went, got kind of bored, and then I ran into a girl I know from Wellesley and she was with 2 other girls so we hung around together and had fun. We found a Harvard party and we were going to 

go but then when we got there everybody was leaving for some reason (it was 1 am...not sure why it was ending. Maybe it's them Harvard geeks that have to get 8 hours of sleep). Anyways we went back at 2 ish and in the end it was a fun night!

Next morning I woke up, and for the 3rd straight week in a row, we took the 3:40 pm bus to Boston. Went with about 10 people or so and the plan was Quincy Market exploring, MIT Asian Night Market, MIT Frat party at Sigma Phi. Shweet. Well we go to Quincy, I buy myself some 7 dollar sunglasses for flying, I buy a pair of jeans, we watch a street magician make extremely crude gay jokes in front of little kids (why are there such messed up people in our world), and then start heading over to MIT. We get off the T at Kendall, and follow Jacob who's been to MIT and all that before. We end up walking in a huge square and end up at Kendall again, before he realizes exactly where we were. Then we finally found the place after lots of walking, and it was pretty cool. 4 bucks to get in, you get 5 tickets, and one ticket will get you one portion of food or drink. So not bad! What really ruined the night was that there was no Japanese food! I was going in hoping for takoyaki and okonomiyaki, but all I got was Chinese chicken and some dumplings. Oh well. I did get these ice cream mochis which were pretty amazing I must say. They also had some performances put on like a Chinese dragon dance. Cool cool, I'm heading over to the frat.

Well, everybody decides to bail on going to the frat because we did so much walking that day and we were all tired, except for one girl. So her and I walk back to Kendall to pick up some other friends, and then we walk across the bridge, go to the right after the bridge, and realize we were on the wrong bridge. So we ended up having to walk a few miles south which was kind of annoying. Anyways we got there and in the end we could only get me and the other girl in because they were really strict that you have to know a brother at the frat and not too many in at once. We go in and it's kind of ok, but we didn't know anybody...then Jacob came by himself and we hung around and we met a brother and he took us upstairs to the private party which was ok, but still nothing special. Anyways we were going to leave and then the cops came, and they were at the main party and had no idea about the private party, so we weren't allowed to go downstairs otherwise the police would find out. We waited about 30 min or an hour and then finally we were allowed to leave. Then trying to find the bus that takes us back to Wellesley college took a while. We found it, went home on it, and then had a friend pick us up from Wellesley college. In the end we got back at 4:30 ish. Ugh.

Then today I woke up at 11:00 am for flying. Went to the airport with John, a senior, who's going for his commercial rating. Met the instructor, talked to him about my training, and his first impression was basically that I'm a trainwreck student. See, in Hungary, there's no such things as regulations. So my instructor didn't teach me accordin

g to a syllabus, nor did he do things like sign my logbook after every flight. So at this point, I'm not sure if the FAA will take my hours from Hungary. Which...would....you know....So yeah. I'm flying out of Hanscom Field, and it's pretty intense. Business jets flying in and out, and there was even a 757 and an A319 parked on the tarmac. If you don't know what those are, those are the big commercial airplanes you fly on to go home to grandmas. So me, flying a little propeller airplane, was very scary when there are jets all around me. Tons of traffic at the airport, the air traffic controllers speak so fast! But I actually could understand most of it, because at our club we can borrow headsets! It makes talking to my instructor much more clear and easy, as well as listening to the air traffic control. Also, I flew in a Piper Warrior, which is Piper's answer to the famous Cessna 172. Well, to be honest, I like the 172 better. It flies much easier. The Piper requires a lot of control input, so my flare for landing wasn't so much a flare as a nosedive to the ground. Ok well not that bad, but you know what I mean. I definitely didn't pull up enough. Anyways, in the air we went up to 4500 feet (wow! never been so high in a prop plane...in Hungary we'd always be below 2000 feet or so) and did some steep turns, did a power off maneuver, and a forward slip. Instructor was impressed at how well I did the forward slip, and I just said "gliders." Definitely explained a lot to him! So overall the lesson went well. This guy's very strict which is good, and wants you to do exactly as he says. I definitely miss Endre (my old Hungarian instructor) more though, and would fly with him any day.

So tonight, my hallway threw a party. First party hosted by freshman this year, and to be honest I wasn't too fond of the idea. The organizers kind of bitched me into letting them use the very front of my room for the bar. I wasn't too happy when they brought 3 refridgerators full of jello shots into the back of my room as well as coolers and stuff, but I couldn't really say no. In my point of view, if I said no to this, I would be the...you know...idiot, especially after Matt picked us up at 3:30 am last night. Anyways, I didn't stay for the party. Seriously, hmm...how do I say this? Americans drink so amazingly irresponsibly. It's terrible. They do shots together, and do shots together, and do shots together. So I didn't want to stay with the irresponsible freshman. Instead, I went to East Hall for a techno party which, once me and a few other people got people to come, was pretty fun! I had a good time and I was glad I didn't have to stay at the freshman party!

So that was tonight. And like all other posts, it's 3 am! Off to sleep...soon.

One last thing, YES!! I got ice skates today at Sports Authority. They're pretty comfortable (as comfortable as ice skates will ever get), and they only costed 46 dollars! Nice!

At that rate, if I go ice skating 9 times in the next 4 years, I will have paid them off. Skating is free at the rink that's literally a 5 minute walk from my dorm, but rentals are $5. So hooray for saving money, because I'll definitely be going a lot more than 9 times, and I get comfortable skates as opposed to hard old crappy blue rubber ones.

I need to buy my own headset for flying eventually. Guess how much they cost, minimum.

$119

And it's kind of like any other technology product. The headphones sold at the cornerstore cost 4 dollars, but when you want a decent pair, it runs up to about 70 dollars. So a decent one goes up to about $300. CRAZY.

If only money grew on trees. Or at least in a plant hidden under my bed.

Tomorrow I'm having dinner with my Uncle Claude from New Jersey! Score!

Goodnight!!