Finally, I have my first weekend in Boston!
Took by my partner Nikita in front of my collage building.
1) School.
Register. Drop. Register again. Drop
again. The same course. It happened in my first two weeks. Couldn't make the
decision, I changed my mind every day until last Thursday.
Finally, I am taking 16 credits this
semester.
And I already get two credits, painful but
exciting!
Last two weekends, we had 9 to 5 classes
every day. It was a kinda "boot camp," teaching us photo shooting and
making videos. So carrying the heavy tripods, mics and cameras, I had four
wonderful days.
I took a video of my partner's dancing
story and edited it in Final Cut Pro. It was so interesting to cut the
interview video, put them together and add music and photos.
From the top of Hyatt across the Charles river.
One of the courses really opens a new world
for me-- Data Storytelling.
I have been interested in data for a long
time. In my capstone paper, I analyzed the data of the digital subscription of
The New York Times, which was time consuming but interesting.
I am thrilled at the new course, which teaches
us to search, analyze, and request for data from internet and government.
In China, we are allowed to request public
records. There were few university students requesting the government officials
to show the government records, but failed. And every request was regarded as
super brave.
I cannot say how exciting I am that I
could make request for public records, which can be everything I want to
know.
Political asylum is a topic that I have
been curious about for a long time. I am surprised to learn that the top reason
for Chinese to apply for the asylum in America is One Child Policy.
Though I may never get the data I want,
but I would fight for it. It feels good to have the right and use it.
2) Commute.
Somehow, I live super close to Boston College.
It takes me one hour to commute every day. So you will see me sitting in the
train, reading The Wall Street
Journal with highlight pen
every morning.
One thing annoys me a lot. I see the train
passing every morning when I walk to the station! Maybe it's just bad luck, or
the train doesn't like me. ;(
I didn't get any time for football games.
But at least I can feel the game on the train.
Last Saturday after the class, I was
surprise to see the train was full-packed. It started to rain, but the
happiness from the BC fans can't be diminished. It reminded the football
games in Oklahoma last year.
Winter is coming. I hope I can catch the train every morning,
instead of standing in the snow and waiting for ages.
Rails.
3) As an adult.
To be honest, it is my first time to feel like an adult.
Though studying in States last year, I was in a big group. I had
my friends living next door. I had advisers who took care of everything for me,
including courses, housing and etc. OU provided me chances to meet with
Americans, such as OU cousin and host family. I couldn't work so I relied on my
parents financially, though feeling sorry.
But everything is different.
From housing to courses, I have to make every decision by myself.
I am too old to totally rely on my parents. I don’t have a group to connect
with. Though I have nice classmates and generous professors, I feel I am all
alone some time. The feeling that I need to be a fully grown-up shows in my
head every moment. Four years after turning into 18-years-old, I finally feel I
am obligated to take every responsibility for myself. I know it is late, but I
am still happy but scared.
Room. Desks and Chairs assembled by myself. |
Everything seems to get better.
Put gym into my schedule. Start to cook. Had my furniture arrived
and assembled. Get used to the transportation and the walking pace. Two or more
cups of coffee a day. Try to finish homework in school before heading back
home. Write journal every day. Fall asleep with music on.
Love life! ;)
I couldn't blink or close my eyes every night when I walked out. The sunset is amazing.