So my first week upon arrival in the United States has been a mixed bag of experiences. I have been many times before, but this time I was arriving as a masters student. This new role led to the new experiences, the most striking and odd being International Student Orientation.
Imagine being at university for one whole week and not socially interacting with anyone. at all. Its not due to my lack of social skills, or my apparent awkwardness with new people. it was solely down to the fact that every student had a group of friends to whom they could communicate with in their native tongue. Regardless, the food was good which helped lift my mood (apart from when I mistook Ice tea for coke).
Personally i felt the whole thing was a waste of time. I had a strong suspicion they thought I was from a land with no moral codes. These feelings raised when I was spoken to about rape….. I find it strange that people have to be told things like this, find it even stranger that this wasn’t the first time I had been given this pep talk (not on an individual basis). Anyway, we were taught, that; “when a girl says no, it means no, not yes, but no….Also, if you are sober and she is drunk, you are raping her”. The cop who gave this talk had forearms bigger than my thighs, He was also a part of my second odd experience which occurred the other night.
Whilst driving through the quite streets I spotted a man running from a house, screaming all sorts of profanities. He was wearing a florescent green tee shirt, and was travelling at quite a pace constantly looking behind him. We continued our journey to a friends house where we sat on the porch and lived the american dream. For about 1 hour there were cops constantly driving around the block, with their spotlights out scanning for this mysterious felon. I decided to go inform the “rape cop” of what I saw earlier, he then explained to me that the guy had taken his shirt and shoes off and was on the loose….. Not heard anything to date.
So, arrived in America after the most turbulent 9 hour flight of my life. This meant little/no sleep, allowing me time to watch the films AA had on offer. Fortunately, the films were not as bad as the AA service and actually provided to be a great way to kill 9 hours.
Kings Speech - Very good.
Pirates of the Caribbean 4 - Easy watch, nothing more, nothing less.
Hanna - How has this film stayed so quiet? Really good
And finally, a midnight in paris. This film was written and directed by Woody Allen, and it pleasantly surprised me. If you were to read the script you would be led to believe the film would turn out to be a cheesy romantic film. And it was. But the odd twist in story line and character portrayal was something to be admired, the film had a quirkiness that was exciting. The ending disappointed, but the idea of the film and the situations Owen Wilson got into were intriguing.
Then again, I was extremely tired and i’m pretty sure the cabin pressure was playing tricks on my mind.