Tuesday, April 30, 2002
My Republican Adventure
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Anyway, at the command of Connie, I am forced to write this blog entry. ARGGGGGGG I can't think of anything funny...except that I'm funny-looking. (HAHAHA!) Hmm...I haven't written about my Republican adventure 2 weeks ago, huh? I should write about it sometime...maybe even now. Okie dokie then, here it goes...
After much anticipation, the time finally came for the Annual Massachusetts Alliance of College Republicans (MACR) Convention held at the Hilton Hotel in Boston. I was sooo excited about it, especially since I was a Convention Committee member and my buddies Yoo Na and Adwoa agreed to come with me (even though they're not Republicans). Since I had to go early to help set up, I had to carpool with 2 sophomores, Ted and Nancy. Dude, what an interesting two-hour ride to Boston! I think I can finally say there are people weirder than I at Amherst College...Ted being one of them. During the whole time, Ted kept blasting out really loud, whiny, hicky country music and dancing and singing to the beat (while driving). After a while, the music got so clownishly funny and oddly attractive that I also felt like yodeling along, "YEEEE-HAW!" But alas, I was too shy and afraid of unleashing my dorkiness, so I kept mum throughout the ride. Anyway, Ted got crazier as time progressed. Because we were driving along seemingly endless miles of country road, he kept speeding up at 95 mph at a 20 mph zone and passing cars, just as cars approaching from the other side of the lane were about to crash into us! Nancy kept screaming and cursing loudly at Ted while I was frozen in my seat, thinking that we were too young to die. Ted just laughed us off and continued in his wild antics. Then...the sound of the police siren. We were getting pulled over! Uh-oh. The sheriff came sauntering to us in a self-satisfied, smug manner. And Ted, being the eloquent young Republican that he is, managed to talk his way out of a ticket! Dude, I was so impressed. Then, while the sheriff went back to his car to write a warning, this huge rooster from a farm house came flapping over, crowing angrily at us human intruders of his territory. And Ted "coo coo roooooo!!!!"-ed back at the rooster, scaring at and making it retreat hastily to its abode. Hahhaa.... The rest of the ride was pretty uneventful, unless you count the terrible traffic in the Boston area. It's just a mess over there, especially since they're undertaking that huge road project. Anyway, we arrived at the Hotel pretty late, and we immediately began to set up the decorations, put together the packets, etc. A few hours later, Yoo Na and Adwoa arrived, and, in a very jolly mood, we went down to the ballroom where there was dinner, opening ceremonies, and stuff that y'all would consider muchisimo boring. Anyway, when all that stuff was over and done with, Yoo Na and I went back to our hotel room to find...A GUY! AUGGHHHH!!! Apparently, he was supposed to sleep in our room with us! Well, as a consolation, he was a very very nice, not to mention extremely good-looking, junior from Boston University named Matt. Yoo Na was practically drooling the whole time. Hahaha...Matt and I had an interesting conversation about the logistics of the WWF (professional wrestling), lol. We were talking about the intricacies of all the wrestling moves, and Yoo Na listened with feigned fascination. Anyway, since his cousin works for the WWF, he promised us tickets. He probably thought we were the foolish bobsey twins or something, because after he washed up and went to bed, we made a lot of noise in the bathroom, putting on mud masques and whispering about how hot he was. hehe. Anyway, the next day, I was forced to ditch the convention (noooo!!!) because the people who were to give me a ride back to Amherst were taking an excursion to downtown Boston and didn't plan on returning to the hotel. Man, I was really sad, because I was looking forward to listening to the speakers. Oh well. Well, Yoo Na, Adwoa, and I took the T (which is the Boston subway) to downtown Boston. We wandered around the big city, making stops at Newbury Comics, Quincy Market, Faneuil Hall, etc. For lunch, we went to this outdoor restaurant called the Salty Dog and ate garlic bread, authentic New England Clam Chowder, and these really yummy things called quahogs. We ordered quahogs because we remembered reading about them in Melville's Moby Dick and how delicious they were. And boy, were they YUMMY!! After the scrum-diddly-umptious lunch, we wandered around the various outdoor vendors, where Yoo Na and Adwoa bought these very flamboyant (and, in my opinon, slightly gaudy) silver handmade bracelets. Then...the HATS. Yoo Na and I spotted these REALLY FOBBY, dorky, made in Korea hats and we thought it would be hilarious if we bought them and wore them around in the true Bobsey Twins style. Unfortunately, they were priced at a rip-off price of $16 each, so Yoo Na decided it was time that she bust out her bargaining skills. Well, her wheedling worked very well, and vendor got exasperated into selling us the hats for $13 each. I bought a cream-colored one, and Yoo Na bought an identical one in a very pretty pastel pink. Adwoa was so embarrased to be hanging around the fob losers that Yoo Na and I had become. hehehe... Afterwards, we explored Filene's (an East-coast department store) and Macy's. Anyway, being the scatterbrained person that I am, I had forgotten to bring along a pair of sneakers with me, so by the time mid-afternoon came, my feet were dying in pain from the pinch of my high-heeled leather boots. So, we headed toward DSW Shoe Warehouse. We all decided to buy a pair of sandals because: Adwoa wanted some refreshing spring shoes; Yoo Na wanted another pair of pretty shoes and felt frivolous; and my feet were aching very badly. Of course, we girls spent forever looking at ALL the shoes and choosing, but in the end, Adwoa chose shoes what were purely for comfort and Yoo Na chose these really sporty, somewhat gaudy yet strangely pretty sandals, whereas I had the dilemma between these really comfortable but ultimately unattractive old-lady shoes and these really stylish, fancy, somewhat less comfortable sandals. Of course, Yoo Na and Adwoa convinced me to buy the latter. Afterward, we bade Adwoa goodbye as she took the T back to the Hotel. Yoo Na and I meanwhile had trouble calling our rides, so we waited in front of H&M for an hour, hoping that we don't end up like bums out on the streets. Fortunately, we finally found out that Nick and John, the guys who were to take us back to Amherst, were in the Prudential Center, so we took the taxi there. After eating dinner there, we headed out to the parking lot. Dude, Nick must have been loaded or something! He had a shiny, brand new Jeep with leather interior, PLUS he used valet parking in one of the ritziest, most expensive sections of Boston. We had some trouble getting out of the parking lot, though, since the parking meter was broken and the lady in charge of the meter wasn't doing anything about it. After about 30 minutes of waiting and honking (the line of cars behind us was getting looooong), Nick finally yelled at the security guard and demanded that something be done. Whoa, Nick seemed to be someone who ALWAYS got his own way OR ELSE. He derided the lady for her incompetence and demanded his money back. Then he talked to the manager through the intercom complaining about the utter lack of organization. Well, nothing came out of it, and, cursing, he just drove off. Dude, I wouldn't want to get on his bad side! Yeah, so anyway, Yoo Na and I slept in the backseat during the long ride home and we finally came back late Saturday night all in one piece. So THAT, my friends, was my Republican story. (Not very Republican, though, eh?)
Wednesday, April 24, 2002
eh?! Dude, what a weird test result...I'm not THIS ditzy, am I?
The Band Quiz By Rahel
Sunday, April 14, 2002