My New Place

Last week, I found out that the housing office wanted to move me into an empty upstairs apartment for vaguely unclear reasons. Though I was upset about it last week, and I held the sympathy of many of my fellow students (some of whom said I should get a lawyer), I finally gave in and just moved up there on Friday. I like the new apartment. I mean, sure, the tile is blue and it's on the second floor, but so far I really like this apartment. There is a lot more light, and it has a nice view, and maybe I was just ready for a change and didn't know it. After this past summer, it's kind of nice to be in a new place while still in the same place. I just hope I don't have to move again, at least not against my will.

I've had a good week. I got to spend some time with friends, and I had some really encouraging conversations with some of my professors. I went to talk with one of my professors about what happened these past five months and how it might have related to the Spiritual Warfare Class I took last semester. It was really good talking to him because this professor is different. He's blunt and opinionated and will tell you exactly what he thinks, and I like that. I mean, yeah, his comments sting a little, but no one else talks to me that way, and it really helps me to see things about myself that I don't see. At the end of our conversation, he helped me to see the doubts and the self-condemnation that I let go on inside of myself. He said that I was beautiful, and to look in the mirror and tell myself that.

I'm really enjoying my church. I don't feel like a visitor anymore. I baby-sit for the youth minister, I'm house sitting for our interim pastor, I watched football last night with our music minister, and I'm teaching a Sunday School class. The football thing was kind of a fluke. My roommate's family came over last night to feed me dinner (they've made it their mission in life to see that I eat), and they decided to stop by our music minister's house. They called before going over there, and he said that he was watching Oklahoma in Tulsa. I was confused. I asked if Bro. Ken was in Tulsa, and my roommate's dad said "No, he's watching Oklahoma in Tulsa." Thinking I should know what he meant by that, I just assumed he was watching the movie Oklahoma! and it just happened to be a version that was filmed in Tulsa. Boy was I surprised when we get to their house, and they're actually watching football and not a Broadway musical.

Today, I went to the library again. The weeks go by so fast that I don't feel like I get a chance to absorb all of the stuff that I'm learning. I try to spend the weekends studying a good bit because I really like this stuff that I'm learning about. On Tuesday, we're taking our International students on a canoe trip. It should be interesting.