sunday night my sister met one of our favorite people. a rather large excerpt from her blog:
It started out as a "wee dander"... not as in I had a small dandruff problem, but.. yeah, we went on a walk to downtown (which is about two feet away). I was with Ruairi (Rury) and Udai, both "fez's", or foreign exchange students (Irish and Indian, respectively). Udai actually could have told me he was American and I would have believed him. Although he talks like he's Irish (actually we were both talking like we were Irish because I have no strong accent of my own I always talk like the people around me...happens when I see my cousins from the South, and so on), he's more savvy on music and pop culture than I am, and really more than most people I know. He did live in America for awhile before this, and some other countries. His dad is an ambassador (which means Udai has a diplomatic ID and basically can't be arrested for anything). Anyway.. as we were dandering by the Hiltop (bar), I thought, hmm, let's see if Chris (the owner) is around and let him know I'm in town and stuff (I've met him a few times and few years ago, he knows my sister, etc.). He happened to be standing outside on the phone, so I waved. He recognized me and the four of us started talking and within minutes he had us up in the apartments above the bar at a Newt party.
Which is when I had the blessed opportunity to meet LELAND. Only a Cornellian would know the significance of that. Let's just say that every first year student is warned against Leland (ok, I don't want it to sound like he's a rapist or something. Not like that. He's just.. His politics.. yeah.. ). I said, "So YOU'RE Leland!" And he groaned. I told him I wasn't allowed to talk to him or I would be disowned by my sister and thrown out by my roommate. Well, I try not to be a jerk so I sort of was nice to him later on because I felt bad. Which got me a dinner invitation. To "someplace nice".
AAAACCCK!!!!
Then Ruairi, Udai and I dandered back to campus and talked in my room with my roommate until 3 am. But I couldn't stay asleep past 8. I HATE that!
(Ruairi and Udai want to start their own social group called the Nancies. Actually, Udai would really like to have one called "I want Morrissey to be my boyfriend".)
and i don't know how to top a story like that so i shouldn't even try! but i would like to mention that i got trained for guest services and i like it a lot. that is all!
Ah, The Republican. Poor thing.
ReplyDeleteIf she takes him up on that dinner offer, I'm going to start sending her hate mail. Please forward her address.
ReplyDeleteShmanks,
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do not worry. she is smarter than that.
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