In the Words of a College Student

No, you aren't just seeing things...if you are reading these words (truly you are), then I just posted for the first time since school started! You see, the problem isn't that I haven't had time, or even that I fell off the face of the earth. Well, maybe those are both sort of contributors, but basically I just am only getting on the Internet at school because the electrician at our apartment hasn't hooked us up yet. But it is working out fine...I just haven't had any free time to sit here and fill everybody in on the comprehensive details of my life at college.

Why do I post now, you may ask? I understand this is extremely blunt, but I quite simply am tired of this long day on campus...I've been here for nearly eight hours now and I am becoming easily distracted. So, I thought...why not do a blog post?

Reason number two: I have heard tell of people who have been visiting this blog and finding it disappointingly lifeless.

Now that I have spend three entire paragraphs talking about this post, I will move on to something more noteworthy...if I can think of anything.

Basically, my classes are all going well. I am enjoying them and they aren't very difficult (though I say that with hesitancy and tentative declaration). All but one of my classes (Spanish) are in the Pappajohn Business Building, so I pretty much hang out here all day. It is a really nice building and makes the University seem a little smaller if I don't have to venture far.

Life at the apartment is going smoothly, apart from the rough patches of our disconnection from the Internet, my lack of cooking expertise, and a few car incidents that I won't explain in full detail. My roommate is wonderful and very patient with me!

I have made it home every weekend except during On Iowa, although I may not be home this weekend. Aside from week one, I have not felt homesick except for the hour I spend on the road ever Sunday night on my way back to North Liberty. That is normally the most difficult hour of my week.

For those who know my past encounters with school, it may be surprising to find that I had been keeping cool and had not truly felt stressed out until Tuesday of this week. Tuesday afternoon I officially was stressed and felt like it couldn't be done. However, after school yesterday (Wednesday) I was able to overcome my mind and I have been keeping productive, positive, happy, and calm.

I apologize for writing a book, but I just need something to give people to read as they await my next post, which will be coming after an indefinite period of time.

Apology Number Two: I also regret that I have not discussed my family's life, but I hope I can be excused from such since I am only with them for two of seven days each week. I will, however, say HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO JESSE (7) and HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MOM (45)!!! Both of them celebrated their birthdays this week, and Justin will be 13 (TEENAGER) on Monday. So, since I probably won't get the chance later, HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO JUSTIN!!! Perhaps Jonathan can get on here and give updates on the rest of the happenings around there.

I just substantially increased the amount of text in this post, but there is one more thing I'd like to share before I go. I have had the same CD playing in my car for four of the six weeks of school, and there is one song in particular that brought me comfort through the major adjustments being away from home during the first few weeks of school, and serves as a reminder to me still:

I have a Heavenly Father sung by the Esh family

"Sometimes burdens too heavy to carry send me down to my knees,

In the Lord's presence, I will then tarry waiting for victory.

As I look upward into His glory, troubles all fade from view

When a sweet voice says, "Child, rejoice! I'm watching over you.

"I have a heavenly father watching over me each day:

I have a heavenly father watching every step I take;

I will not tremble in the dark shadows when I can't see my way,

For I have a heavenly father watching over me!

"Traveling over the hills and mountains I am led by His hand

When I am thirsty, He is my fountain in the dry desert sand

Crossing the troubled waters, He's with me, walking on every wave.

He's loving so much it's easy to trust with simple childlike faith."

I hope everyone has a wonderful weekend, and hope to write again soon!