Friday, December 12, 2014

RA LIFE. Shasta Hall. Second Floor, Best Floor.

As I sit here picking sand out of my hair and still sore from laughing at the Mr. Shasta competition, I can’t help but to smile. Tonight was one of the most memorable nights of my college career and I spent it with some of the most incredible freshmen to walk Chico State’s campus. It started by crying of laughter watching some of the men compete in a Mr. Shasta competition hosted by my amazing residents to playing mud-volleyball in the rain at midnight during one of Chico’s biggest storms.

When I got the position to be a Resident Advisor, I had absolutely no idea that it was going to be one of the most fulfilling and rewarding experiences of my life. I originally signed up to be a RA because I liked people, it was a great way to get connected, I enjoy planning activities, and I have a ton of camp experience. I never expected my experience to be so life changing and never expected that being a Resident Advisor would have such a positive impact on my life.

Shasta Hall, Second Floor is full of some of the most incredible men and women that have walked on the Chico State campus. They are leaders. They are compassionate. They are motivated. They are honest. They are unique. They are hilarious. They are kind and they will always hold a special place in my heart. Prior to this semester, I thought that my interactions with them would be minimal and I would basically be someone to provide them with information, program activities and enforce policies. While those have all be parts of the job, those are by far the most insignificant. The most valuable part of this job included the late night talks about life, getting tackled in a puddle of mud, the impromptu trips to Chipotle, the Capture the Flag event with 150+ people, watching our men compete in a swimwear contest, listening to our musically talented residents in the lobby, playing pranks on each other, having inside jokes, hanging out late at night, studying together, watching movies, playing ping-pong, and participating in Wednesday Night Game Nights. I never would have believed that the women and men on Shasta Hall Second Floor, would have influenced my life in the way that they have. My residents are now my friends. They are people that I want to stay connected with, and people that I believe in and want to succeed. They are people that I want to invite to my wedding and people who I deeply care about. This semester has been one of the craziest I’ve ever had, and when I was supposed to be the one supporting them, they supported me. They comforted me, and loved me when I was struggling.
 
What I learned this semester is that my life story is really a story of everyone I’ve ever met. The people I have met while being a RA all have a unique and an important story. I’ve realized that each person on my floor, is so different and brings something so unique and valuable to our floor and to this world. They have impacted my life in such a special way, and I know they are going to impact this world in an amazing way. I’ve learned that doing the right thing isn’t always the easiest, but in the long run it is best. I’ve learned that if you give respect, you will get it in return. I’ve learned the importance of knowing names and using names when you speak to them. I’ve learned that being uncomfortable is okay, and sometimes making hard decisions won’t make everyone happy. I’ve learned to ask for help. I’ve learned that staying up late talking about nothing is one of my favorite things to do. I’ve learned that bending the rules is sometimes more beneficial. (Sorry Mark) I’ve learned so much from my residents and I am so grateful. Even with the lack of sleep, and the crazy amount of lockouts and awkward situations, this has been one of the best experiences of my college career.  The men and women of Shasta Hall, Second Floor, are going to do amazing things. They have already inspired me and made this community a special and safe place. Love you guys.


Words cannot express how much I love my residents. This semester has been wild, and I don’t think I would have gotten through it without the support of my staff and my residents. I am going to miss this group so much, but I am so confident that they are going to thrive and do amazing things. I am so honored to have walked through life with this group for a semester. You will always be #secondfloorbestfloor.






































Wednesday, October 30, 2013

TOGO, AFRICA




Togo is the country east of Ghana and this past weekend, we decided to visit. There were a total of 19 of us and we decided to get a van to take us to the border which is only about 2 hours away. On Friday when we saw the van, we realized that we needed to fit 19 people into a 14 passenger van.. that is how the journey started.

We started on our way and after 2 hours of singing Shania Twain, Nsync, Spice Girls and Sweet Home Alabama, we arrived at the border. We all brought a good amount of the Ghanaian currency to exchange in Togo. At the border, there were tons of men walking around with huge sums of cash offering us to exchange money. This is where it got freaky. We established a fair exchange rate, and people started to exchange. The men would count the money out so we could see it and they would do it a couple times, and somehow when the money left their hands to our hands, money would disappear. It was seriously magic. One of my friends Emily, exchanged the money… the man counted the money, she counted the money and then I counted the money and somehow a large portion of the money was gone. These guys were so extremely good with their hands and many of us didn’t realize it until it was too late. 

After being really frustrated with these men, we were all had on guards up and started carrying our backpacks on the front of us. We proceeded to immigration and to get our Togo visas. While in the immigration office, I told one of the guards about how we all were getting ripped off and he told us stories about how sometimes once they give you the money, they will rob it right back or at night they will hide paper in between the bills. He then told us not to trust them and he went and found one of his friends to help the rest of us exchange the money and it worked out perfectly.

As soon as we actually got into Togo, it was an obvious change between how developed Ghana was compared to Togo. We took a taxi straight to the hotel. The hotel was awful. One of our friends who traveled all throughout Africa prior to Ghana even said that this is by far the worst hotel she has stayed in and we were being extremely overcharged. We paid about $12 a night, which is a lot of money in Africa. It ended up being hilarious because of how bad it was.  That night, we went out to a delicious dinner and just hung out at the restaurant and played “Signs” (Bringing Young Life games to Africa J) and called it a night.

When we got back to the hotel, we were all complaining about how hot and miserable it was and I even said, I would honestly be happy with air-conditioning. About two minutes after that, I saw a tiny, weird little green button on the wall and I decided to push it. I think Lexi, my roommate, thought I was going to blow something up. But immediately after I pushed it, the air conditioning came on in our room! It was beautiful. Our room was the only room with it and all our friends spent a lot of time in our cool room. We also found out that our bed was the comfiest and we had the power to make the room next to us have light. In other words, we were spoiled and everybody else was a little bit jealous.

The following day, we had breakfast at a little hut near a gas station. The French colonized Togo so there is a large French influence with the food and language. I had a baguette with eggs and it was great. The next adventure was going to a waterfall in Togo, so our buddy organized a van to pick us up. The problem was that this van was even smaller than the other one. There were maybe 12 seats and we had to fit 19 people in it. We had people on laps, the ground, laying on each other and just uncomfortable. It took about two hours to get to the trailhead of the hike and our overloaded van had to go up extremely steep and narrow mountains. It was crazy!

The hike was about 30 minutes and we went through mountain farms and we saw piles of coffee beans and other plants. It was interesting and we were able to touch it too! Once we passed the huts where people lived, it was an actual trail with a couple hills. As we were walking we saw a group of French tourist headed the other way. There was a lady on a plank of wood and her friends carrying her out. We saw them as they were headed down a big hill. My friend Jason and I decided to help them. As soon as we assisted with carrying, the other guys let go because they were so exhausted so we were basically carrying this women… it was super difficult. I think I threw out my back but it was worth it. The women said she heard a snap in her leg and she thought it was broken so the help was needed.

We eventually caught back up to the group and we got to the waterfall. The waterfall was gorgeous and we all decided to go swimming. There were really slippery rocks that were pretty impossible to climb but we tried anyways. The water felt awesome and it was really fun just hanging out in the water with our friends.




We made our way back to Lome, the capital where we were staying and we had dinner at a place where had the best burgers in West Africa and I believe it!! The burgers were delicious and it might be because I haven’t had a good burger in over 3 months or it was actually delicious. Either way, we went to lunch there the following day too! After dinner we hung out at a local bar until we were tired.


When we got back to the hotel, Lexi and I happily went into our air-conditioned room. Our friends Lauren and Maya came to hang out because their room was disgustingly hot. We offered them to stay in our room and after debating if they wanted to look under the mattress because of the possibility of bugs, they decided to get their mattress. We moved our bed around and a couple minutes later, Maya and Lauren walked into our room with the saddest look on their faces along with all of the stuff… but no mattress. We asked what happened and in the most devastating voice, Lauren explained that she lifted just the corner of her bed and there were over 30 beetles and she couldn’t sleep in that room anymore. After laughing for a good ten minutes, we started figuring out the bed situation. Maya, Lexi and I fit onto our little bed and Lauren decided to sleep on a sad version of a couch that was as hard as rock and only 3 feet long. Words cant describe how funny and pathetic that night was. The security of this hotel was two benches in front of a door with a man sleeping, who didn’t even wake up when 10 of us obnoxiously came home at 2 in the morning. So at night, even when our room door was locked, it was sketchy. In the middle of the night, I was awoken by someone grabbing my foot. After I probably peed my pants and had a heartattack, I  figured out it was Maya looking for the light to our “bathroom.” I really thought I was going to die.

The following morning we had a nice breakfast and then made our way to a Voodoo market, which is ranked as #8 on the Top 19 Creepiest Places In The World. It was definitely creepy and I wouldn’t want to be there at night but luckily we didn’t go a day when they do sacrifices, because that would have been too scary. There were skulls of lions, hippos, monkeys and a bunch of other animals and it smelled so bad!!! It was making me nauseous. We had a tour guide explain to us what certain things did. Originally I was going to buy a voodoo doll but then I got to creeped out and didn’t want any of that voodoo stuff in my bag. Even though I don’t believe in it, I didn’t want to mess with it.




The mode of transportation in Togo is motorcycles so the whole weekend we rode on the back of motorcycles and it was awesome! Just imagine 19 international students in Ghana on motorcycles riding around in Togo screaming and waving… It was hilarious and probably really dangerous but worth it!

We eventually made our way back to the border, and I was excited to go back to Ghana! Even though Ghana is a developing country, it is so much more developed than Togo. The people in Ghana are so much friendlier and it feels so much safer. In Togo, people were telling us to go home and in Ghana, people welcome us into their homes. It is crazy to think about how different places are even when they are so close! I’m not sure if I would ever go back to Togo but it was a good adventure and I am glad we went.

-Janae
(Here are some more pictures)